Spell 002 | Harry Potter

[hero_complexed]

[ He can vaguely hear everyone in the stands cheering. He knows that each school is cheering on it's champion but for some reason he makes out the Cheers for Cedric Diggory the best. He ignores the horrible sinking feeling at the sound of that name and plunges on through the maze. ]

[ He recognizes this place easily and his heart gives a horrible jolt. He's back in the maze-the maze from last June. He moves along the high hedges, keeping an eye out for anything that might attack him as his hunts-not for the Triwizard cup but the exit. He doesn't want to be here-he know how it ends and it's something he absolutely refuses to relive. He can hear something on his heels and chances a look back to see he's been running through some kind of purple mist. While his attention is snagged he trips over something and pitches to the floor. ]

[ He lands with a thud and it somehow plants an idea into his head-Cedric isn't dead yet! He's overcome with a burst of hope as he realizes that if he can just find the Hufflepuff he can warn him about the cup! Tell him it's a portkey and Voldemort won't be able to come back to power! He scrambles to his feet and holds his wand out, hissing at it. ]

Point me!




(( ooc: Spoilers - He won't find Cedric >: Also, This probably has potential to get pretty dark. At the point Harry was taken from Cedric's death was only about three months ago so yes, his dreams are still plagued by it. ))

Comments

[waterfell]

[What the-? It looked like... something between a youma and one of the death busters' experiments. Ami took a readied fighting pose.]

What is it?

[hero_complexed]

[ Harry takes a few steps back, brandishing his wand.]

Th-they're Hagrid's blast-ended Skrewts and they're pretty ill tempered. The weak part is it's underside-otherwise spells just kind of rebound.

[ He explains as quickly as he can before the thing can attack. ]

[waterfell]

[Got it: focus on the underside. Ami takes a guarded stance and seeks out her opening before releasing a blast of energy from her palms, right towards the underside. She keeps Harry in her peripheral vision.]

[hero_complexed]

Impedimenta!

[ Harry shouts, firing the spell at the same time just in case the skwrewt gets angry. And that's not something he wants to face. He watches as it raises it's stinger but but both attacks stop it quite effectively. ]

[waterfell]

Isn't this whole maze dangerous for a school fair competition?

[And she's starting to get annoyed at that fact. Even as she is now, school is special. Sacred.

There isn't much time for her complaint, though; they need to keep moving.]

[hero_complexed]

[ Harry doesn't know about Ami's spell or whatever is was but he does know his own spell won't hold it long and immediately turns to get away from it. ]

It's part of the Triwizard Tournament. We were told that this year they took extra precautions to ensure safety. I don't even want to think about how bad it was before.

[waterfell]

[It's time to move. Ami wastes no time in running, expecting Harry to keep up.]

We'll figure out why later. [She doesn't quite believe that it's the school making sure these obstacles appear; not all of them, at least.]

[hero_complexed]

[ No worries there. Harry is quite eager to put as much distance between himself and the skrewt as he possibly can. ]

I know why. The Third task is supposed to be more difficult than the others- the first was a dragon, and the second involved mermaids and diving to the bottom of the lake- so they couldn't make it too easy, could they?

[waterfell]

[Apparently she has the wrong impression of a school competition, when the school is Hogwarts. Moving on, then.]

So these are from the tournament, and not the enemy?

[hero_complexed]

Yeah, though I reckon if you let them, they'll kill you about in the same way they would as enemies.

[waterfell]

Then we'll make no distinction. [She's ready to fight if they have to; it's how she's lived her life these past several years.]

[hero_complexed]

I'd rather aim to stun, to be honest. I'm sure how I'd feel knowing I killed something. [ Other than bugs that go in potion ingredients. ]

.... [ Once they come to another fork he glances down both ways, trying to decide which way to go before finally deciding on the left. ]

[waterfell]

Then fight that way.

And I'll fight mine.

[She has very little room for compromise, and is too hard-headed to leave enemies to attack her another day - as her cynicism assures her they would.]

[hero_complexed]

Er... right.

[ He just nods, not even about to argue. ]

[waterfell]

Before that, we have somewhere to get to first. [And she's off again; luckily the pauses at the obstacles give a chance to catch her breath if they're not too intense.]