Harry Potter and the Order Of the Phoenix [104]
“I don’t believe it!” he said, sounding as if he didn’t. “It’s a tie!”
Everyone got up, mumbling, and trying to disprove Professor Flitwick, but it was true: both wands lay on the floor, away from their owners. Both Tci and Aylar appeared to be unconscious, and it wasn’t until Professor Flitwick ennervated them both that they awoke.
“Well boys,” said Professor Flitwick, “I’m sorry, but it’s a tie. Both of your names will be thrown out.”
Tci and Aylar looked surprised and angered at this news, but it didn’t look like genuine emotion, it looked like they were faking it. But, they both walked back to their spots in the circle.
“Tci!” yelled Harry. “What happened?” he looked over at Harry and shrugged.
“I don’t know,” he said. “I guess our spells just negated each other’s with some sort of horrible explosion.”
Harry nodded, but still wasn’t sure if that was the truth. But, the promise of another match made him forget all about the last one.
“I am pleased to say that there are only three more names in this hat! Mr. Potter, Mr. Malfoy, and Miss. Chang! Congratulations to you all! But, our next match is… Miss Chang against…”
“Not me, not me…” hoped Harry, it was either him or Malfoy.
“Mr. Malfoy!”
Harry breathed a huge sigh of relief, but, then he thought, if Cho won, he would have to face her anyway in the next round. Harry didn’t know who to cheer for: Malfoy or Cho.
They both walked to the center of the circle, and bowed. Malfoy looked much more confident battling Cho than Crabbe did.
“Eerht… owt… eno… go!”
“Gluteus Maximus!” yelled Malfoy.
“Maherius!” yelled Cho.
The two spells barely missed each other in midair, and Cho’s spell hit Malfoy first, right in the chest… but Malfoy looked unaffected. Malfoy’s spell hit Cho, and it looked as though nothing had happened, so Cho shot another Maherius at Malfoy, but he avoided that one, and when he did, he started laughing.
“What’s so funny?” asked Cho.
“Your rear!” yelled Malfoy, almost falling over in laughter. Cho looked behind her, and screamed. Her behind had grown twice its normal size in seconds, and did not show any size of slowing. She dropped her wand, and tried pushing it back in, but it was not working. Her butt was growing exponentially, it was now the size of a beach ball, and Malfoy seemed to be enjoying it as he was rolling on the floor in laughter, but not laughing so much that he couldn’t pick up her wand.
“Mr. Malfoy is the winner,” announced Professor Flitwick, running over to try and help Cho, who was in tears, and whose behind was now the size of a car. He put some charm on it, and it started shrinking back to its normal size. She calmed down, and, with red eyes, walked back to her spot in the circle
“Since there are only two names left in the hat, there is no need to draw them. The next, and final, match is between Mr. Malfoy and Mr. Potter, for title of Captain of the Dueling Club.”
Harry walked to the center, fuming with anger. Malfoy had embarrassed Cho, and he was going to get revenge. He could feel the sweat oozing on his hand as he gripped his wand tighter and tighter.
“Are you sure you don’t want to just give up now?” asked Malfoy, mockingly. “Now lets see, what part of your body should I enlarge to embarrass you? How about that giant scar?” He laughed, and Harry could feel his blood boiling.
“Un… deux… trois… roulez!” yelled Professor Flitwick, excited beyond belief over the last match, and from the one coming up.
“Reversio!” yelled Malfoy.
“Inversio!” yelled Harry. The two spells hit their targets, and both Harry and Malfoy were affected. Malfoy’s Reversio spell made Harry see right as left, and left as right, and his Inversio spell made Malfoy see up as down, and down as up.
“You’ll pay for that Potter!” spat Malfoy, trying to align himself, and not looked scared that he might fall to the ceiling at any second. “Corpsi!”
A giant cadaver shot out of Malfoy’s wand, and clung itself to Harry. He tried to resist