"Aww," Max exclaimed and he watched her as she left. "All work and no play for Potions Mistress Lefay." He looked at the other students who were sitting around him. "What would she do if her cauldrons vanished?"

He grinned in memory of an old prank he pulled years ago that landed him a long detention sentence. But it was funny and soooo worth it.....

What?! A Durmstranger and the Beauxbatons girl?

Treyen turned his head from the maze, Fletcher wasn't coming out at the moment, if he'd counted right, then that meant there were only two people left in the maze. Fletcher and someone else. But Sir Awesome was the important one.

Sir Awesome. Sigh.

Something must be wrong.

His eyes turned to see Ellie. He knew what she was doing. And he could've been happy about that if it weren't for the tiny fact that he had no idea what to answer. "For all I know...chocolate" he couldn't help but look around in search for Saylen, she'd better not listen that. "But, it is rather generic, you know, they don't say they eat something specific" which makes it harder for him to figure out.

Cosette couldn't help but see the little flicker of a pout flash in his eyes when she pulled away. He seemed to be in tip top shape, minus the eyebrows. No injury was something she was happy about.

She let Brielle fuss over his looks, noticing she had already whipped out a mirror and brush. No doubt it was for routine check ups on the make up. She smiled, seeing him fluster about it. He honestly thought she would freak out about a little dirt and stuff? Chuckling, she rolled her gray eyes at him, her hand running up to tousle his hair lightly. "Amour, you zink I am afraid of a little dirt and zweat?" She smiled before moving a bit out of Brielle's way. She didn't want to get in her space of helping his condition. "Now you know zomething new about moi."

Rubbing her hands together to generate some heat, she gave him a smile before moving her hand over and sliding into one of his. She liked the way his body was always warm. It sent a small tingle through her.

The announcements seemed to come one right after another now. These champions were on a roll.

"Hogwarts Champion, Duncan Fletcher, has successfully exited the maze."

Finally. Someone noticed her. "Merci." Monique said turning around to see who was congratulating her. It was someone she didn't know. Some guy she didn't know. And to think, she thought that she'd already met everyone.

Oh hello. Shinyyyy.

"I am Monique. And you are?"

Monique grinned when she heard Lexi calling for her. "Lexi!" she exclaimed hugging the girl tightly. "Yeah. This task was not as exhausting as the prior one." she said. She then turned around to prove her point.

No scratches. No nothing. Even her hair was still perfect.

Toddler!Fletcher staggered out of the maze on his two little legs, madly waving his two little arms about above his little head and running toward the crowd like a bare-bottomed baby on the loose. The cheers were deafening to his tiny ears and he was exhausted.... and embarrassed.

Maybe no one would even notice him stumbling out? He was so small he probably wasn't even visible from the great distance of the stands.... were it not for the Big Announcement just before he emerged, Fletcher was certain that would be the case.

Puffing a little as he relaxed from the stress of the second task, Toddler!Fletcher came to a stop by one of the front benches and flopped his tiny frame down. He let his arms rest lifelessly on either side of the bench. To the casual observer Fletcher may have appeared dead, though he did manage to still hold on to his precious wand in one hand and the tiny treasure chest in the other.

Who knew being little could be so hard?

Hmm?

"Merci." he smiled, shaking the Hogwarts student's hand. He was at the feast wasn't he? Or perhaps it was someone else remembered. Noel did notice...

The boy's eyes went to his eyebrows. Brielle! Fix them faster!

Well, maybe he had. A little bit. Or, no okay, a lot. But he couldn't help it! If he could help not getting someone all dirty-ish...ish...then he would!

"I guess I do." he smiled, a small chuckle escaping him. Oh how nice it was to have his own voice back. Not all squeaky and small like a toddler. Not even a toddler. If ants could talk, that's how he'd sound like.

Feeling her hand in his suddenly, he quirked a monstrous eyebrow and looked down to their joined hands. Smiling, he squeezed hers gently. "And you are alright?"

Right? No hexes or anything right? Haha.

Hearing the booming voice once more, Noel's eyes widened at hearing Monique's name being said. Monique!

And she looked perfectly fine. Thank Merlin! "Monique!" he beamed, waving over at her. "Félicitations."

Grayson had thought that her advice to respsect the Willow had been good, but it was kind of amusing how Salander was shrugging it off. Granted, she could be pretty reckless sometimes, but the idea of risking herself to annoy the Willow was just hilarious. And then she registered the last part of teh Slytherin boy's comment, and a brilliant grin appeared on her face. Another person who knew the stories. "Very true. But I don't think they'd rammed the flying car into the Willow on purpose. So, not sure that works as a really good argument," she said mischievously. Points for teh reference, but he'd gotten her started. Now she wanted to play.

But her attention wavered as Danika had spoken again, speaking about poor Draco who had been denigrated by Professor Lafay, and she turned to the Durmstrang girl with a smile. "He likes people liking him. And yep. He really is," she replied. It was funny, given how hyper she could be, how well-behaved the ferret was. Almost like opposites, but he was her baby. And she never put him at risk when she could help it.

She glanced over to the maze again when the voice announced the next champions out, though. The other Durmstrang champion (as in, not Aleksandra) and the second of the Beauxbatons champions. So that left two inside, and she decided she'd settle in to wait for the rest. But she nodded as Danika excused herself to go congratulate her fellow Durmstranger. Just to show she'd noticed. Neither one of the two champions had particularly gained her interest, as she hadn't met them to decide if they were nice or not. So she held her excitement in for whenever Fletcher got out. Last one to cheer for.

Her waiting was interrupted by the conversation betwen professors that was going on right next to her. Seemed like Professor Lafay really didn't like Professor Vindictus, or at least she didn't appreciate his humor. Grayson had found it all funny, when she hadn't been paying attention to the maze. She couldn't exactly say she was sorry when the Potions professor left, though. She liked Potions, but she still found the professor kind of terrifying. She giggled though, a little bit, at the question posed by her head of house. "Probably find something else to brew potions in," she said in response, wryly, once she'd stopped giggling. She really wouldn't put it past Professor Lafay to use something scary as a stand-in cauldron.

And then she heard the voice sound again, and another grin crept onto her face. Yay Hogwarts. "GO" Duncan "FLETCHER!!!!!!!," she yelled out after the voice had gone away. Now both Hogwarts champions were out. Leaving Aleksandra alone in the maze, which she imagined probably wasn't a pleasant thought. For the Durmstrang girl who shared her House. As she saw Fletcher physically come out of the maze, her expression turned thoughful. What exactly went on in that maze? Teeny baby Fletcher was, well, odd. And really hard to see, actually. She'd had to really focus. But she wasn't going to say anything, unless it was to ask what had happened. At some point. her curiosity would most likely get the better of her eventually.

He really liked that word...didn't he? Or was he corrrrrrecting her? Oh the horror if he was. Hehe.
And the man wanted to know what positive things... Pffft he wasn't going to know. Maya looked at him straight in the eyes and said, "That is for me to know and for you to..." find out? Bahaha. "...keep being curious about it." A wink, and she turned back to the stupid maze.

Yes, she just 'señored' him. And she would again if he flicked her hat one more time. That she had not expected. Maybe she could transform the fluffy ball it into a real snow ball. Keep it? Well that was awfully nice of him. Or had Jeremy put something 'eu' in it. Would her head be itching later? Or maybe just plainly start loosing her hair? Er, nevermind. "It's actually Doctor Saylen. Or, if you like - World Conquistadora Saylen. That could work too." She was kidding about the second one, ofcourse, in her serious sarcastic way. Oh, the Mexicana noticed that look on his face, yes she did. "Are you a 'miss' too?" What is it they call young men? "Should I adress you as Master Zookara?" HeHE! Now it was Maya's turn to grin slyly.

It sounded like he had a big family. That was nice. She smiled a little at his comment, and even smaller when he said how much he missed his family. And then back to her. Bleep. "Yes. I miss them alot." That was that.

"...So...who's winning?" She turned back to the maze, having no clue whatsoever what was going on. That question was a big improvement, right? She really wanted to ask 'who's dying'. But... The Zook might not like. He could've gotten so annoyed he could've taken his hat back. :<

Badger? Did Enya just say that Louisa badgered her? Meh. The little girl pierced Enya's eyes with a –You're-A-Jerk- look. "Fine! I won't badger you anymore." She snapped. You can go to hell and I won't be bothered. she added in her head. Not her fault that Enya knew exactly how to get on her nerves, all right?

"Ask a Professor would lead to 'why' questions which's exactly what I'm trying to avoid." She answered her friend still stung. "I think I could ask someone who knows the school more than you." She said with a mischievous sweet smile. "like someone older." And smarter. Now that could bring Enya to the angry side. Mwahahaha!

Louisa looked over at the two champions who were just out of the maze but didn't really see them. She was waiting for Enya to explode or something.

Brant heard her talk to her, "hey amber be right back" he walked down to her. "Nice too meet you Monique, Im Brant DeVaice. Seveth year Gryffindor. and prefect" he said the last party quitely.

Hmm..

If Nikolai didn't make his way to the Healer woman soon, his exposed toes would be turning purple once again. It was cold, and he thought about conjuring a huge sock, but hearing his name being called made him forget all about it. "Danika!" He knew she'd be in the stands. Sandra was still in the Tournament after all. "Vell, I might have had a little bit of help." he grinned, before looking down at his foot. Really, if his foot had anything to do with how fast he walked, he should have been the first one out. That's how big it was. "I am sure Sandra vill be out soon, though."

Moving his foot out of the way, Nikolai wrapped his arms around her as she went in for a hug, making sure the chest did not drop. He didn't know if all the Champions received one, and if what was inside were the same. As she pulled out from the hug, he smirked. "Two pieces means more of me to go around." Yes, he knew what she meant..

And there was the question he was waiting for. Was he feeling alright? "Besides having a big foot, and being called Ognianis, I am fine." He moved the small chest out from under his arm and placed it in her hands, "Do you think you can look at these for me?" he asked, voice lowering into a whisper. He didn't want anyone to know he was asking for help!

Hearing the announcement of Monique finishing, Nikolai turned his attention towards the hedges. Yes, he was glad she was out and alright, but she was no Sandra. With both the BeauxbaBLAH students out, and then with little Fletcher, both Hogwartians were out, meaning Sandra was the only one left inside. Nothing.. happened to her, right?

Not wanting to seem worried about the other Durmstrang student, he waggled his fingers in Monique's direction, followed by a wink, because what was better than a Nikolai wink after coming out of a dark maze?

OOMPH!

If his foot wasn't so big and good for keeping balance, when Amber tacked him, he would have surely feel down. He did not expect anyone to tackle him like that, except for one person, but she was not seen anywhere. "Amber, it is nice to see you as vell." he laughed lightly, wrapping an arm around her. LAUGHING? He was laughing and HUGGING people?

The Tournament.. it was getting to him..

As she pulled out from the hug, he followed her gaze down to his foot. Eeeep! His foot! His HUGE giant-like foot. Well, at least it wasn't hairy, right? He couldn't help but imagine his huge foot covered with the hair that was growing above Noel's eyes. That would have been horrible!

Not wanting to tell her that it was all his fault and he messed up, he pointed to his normal sized foot with a confused expression on his face, "I think it shrunk."

Haha, he could joke, too.

Alice stood up as the Narrator announced that Fletcher had exited the cage. She was about to start clapping and scream out Go Hogwarts!! when she noticed something was askew.

Why did he look so small? Oh. My. God. He was a toddler! What happened?!

Finally! Treyen eyes went over to the maze exit and he smiled as he looked for...

...Er, where was Fletcher?

He was expecting the tall young man that once held a book so high Treyen couldn't reach it...and now all he saw was a little little little boy, okay, not too little, but...yeah.

He waved to the people around him to excuse him, he was heading Sir Awesome's way, or the person they'd traded for Fletcher, that is.

Once down, in front of the bench, Treyen eyed the little boy, and couldn't help smile, he was taller now. "Sir Fletcher?" he asked, almost resisting the urge to poke the little boy, "What the hell happened to you?" and what was on that tiny chest he'd brought.

Yeah yeah yeah yeah, Fletcher thought to himself, lying there on the bench as he was with his eyes closed. Laugh at me all you want. Get your short jibes in, cuz this won't last for lo----

"LiL Lockhart," Fletcher sighed, not even bothering to open his eyes. He knew who it was from the title the boy had used to address him. "It looks like I am the little one now, eh?"

He sighed deeply again and sat up now, his tiny legs so short they barely swept the top of the grass from the bench. "I uh, took a shrinking solution. And then I made my own antidote." And obviously he had made it wrong.... or something, because he had not finished growing.

It would have been way cooler if he could have come out of the maze leprechaun-sized. But this toddler thing was really cramping his style.

Jack chuckled a little. It was kind of cool that people were so surprised that he was Fletcher's identical twin; considering that included looking like each other, it was sort of obvious. Jack was quite suprised he hadn't noticed it himself, but he reckoned he was in denial about it, because he didn't like the idea of him not being blood related to Alex, who was now just the son of his adopted parents, and that sucked. -.- "I am. Yes." Though Jack preffered to call Fletcher his twin, not the other way around. "Oh. Maybe he doesn't want people to know. I dunno. We only found out about a week a go." Jack hadn't realised Fletcher hadn't told anyone, he had told ... 2? maybe 3 people? Ah, people would soon figure it out themselves, they weren't stupid.

What? Salander? Wasn't that a fish? Hmmm, it wasn't like Jack was an expert on fish naming, but he had definitely heard it before. "Ohhh. That's salamander...." He trailed off out loud, before realizing, and actually replying to Salander. "No no no. We're from different adopted families. I'm Jack Riding." And then Salander mentioned something about Doughnuts. Jack wasn't really educated very well with Muggle things, so he didn't know there was a doughnut brand called Duncan. Heheh. "Really? Hmm. I'd love to have doughnuts named after me." MMMMM SUGARR.

And when it was announced that Fletch would finally emerge from the maze, Jack stood up, his hands clapping loudly together a long with many others.

"YAAAAAY! GO-- ....WHAA?!"

That was NOT Fletcher! That was ... that was a baby! Jack would know if it was him, because if it was, then Jack would be a little kid also. He watched as Toddler!Fletcher waddled his way over to the stands to rest on one of the benches. He looked like he'd been in an epic battle or something, and being a toddler would have made it a lot worse for himself.

Tory had to choke down a laugh when she saw Fletcher exit the maze. He. Was. Tiny... Adorable. But otherwise he seemed alright, right? She stood quite closely to him, having talked to Raiden and looked around if everyone was fine. She smiled widely when it seemed like his tiny eyes were on her.

Lexi grinned widely at Monique and pulled her into another hug just because her friend was seemingly unharmed. "Fantastic!" she exclaimed as she released Monique once more. She gave a look around and saw that the Glitter!Puff was an ickle kiddo. Awwwww she smiled and momentarily thought about picking the kid up and giving him a big squeeze 'cause he was just so cute... but she resisted.

Huh? Did Evan just stare? He shrugged, looking apologetic. "You look like Fletcher." Very much. But since the boy just said he was Jack, he tilted his head to a side and asked "Are you twins?" Stating the obvious? It seemed so. Still they could as well just look similar. One was in Hufflepuff, after all, and the other in Slytherin. There was a huge obvious difference between those two, and twins shouldn't be that different... right?
And then Monique was out. Evan got to his tiptoes to see her. Yay! She made it safe! Letting himself a huge grin, Evan jerked forward to run to her, but then halted abruptly for remembering Jack was still there, and also for she didn't look for him. At all. She went over to another girl he didn't even recognise. The disappointment could be read on his face, though he remained where and how he was, sitting back again next to Jack. Eh... he'd congratulate her some time later... if he could find her, that is.

Cosette let out a small faint laugh, her fingers lacing with his in their hands. She looked up at him, quirking her brow at him as well. She got dirty all the time, it was the only way to get things done, let alone have way more fun than staying clean.

"Well, I love to get dirty." With her work, with dueling, with exploring, and among other things. She gave him a smirk, she couldn't help it. Hearing the booming voice of the narrator, she heard and noticed Monique and Fletcher come out. Except.. Fletcher was a toddler? "Fletcher?" She muttered to herself. She turned her face away for a moment, still having a fond hatred for young children. If he started crying or anything, she would have to leave the stadium.

When he asked if she got into any hexes or anything, she chuckled, looking up at him and not at baby Fletcher. "Non. No crazy fangirlz 'ave tried to kill me yet, amour." She had known he had some, and Brielle's words of caution was something she had dealt with before. She would be fine with it though. "I zink zome hexez got you inzead, oui?" She pointed up at his furry brows, a smile on her lips.

"Maybe they do eat chocolate.." Ellie shrugged. It was possible, wasn't it. "If they don't eat something specific, you can't tell what they don't eat. You can't be completely wrong. Maybe it depends on the individual niffler."

Oh, Fletcher! She turned to look at the maze.

And... was that him?!.....

Why was he tiny?

She knew Treyen had waved himself off, but she followed anyway. What could she say, she was curious.

Her mouth dropped when she heard what had happened. Just for a moment, though. Before she started to laugh.

It was funny. Anyone could admit that.

"'Least you're safe." She nodded.

Enya looked out over the stands, looking for anyone she partically knew. Not that she didn't want to hang round with Louisa, but she just wanted to look. Sighing she looked down at her hands while she thought on what to say. After a moment she turned to looked at Louisa. She'd had enough, pushing her friends away and all. She had already lost Skye, she didn't want to lose Louisa too.

"Look Louisa, im sorry. But it really does annoy me when people always try and pry into my buisness" She told the girl, looking down at her hands.

Pause.

After much thought she shurgged when the girl spoke again, what was the point in having a go at the girl, she really wasn't any good with these things. It did sting though. "Fine go ask someone else, not like i really care" She looked away over the maze again.

She was bored sitting around.

Louisa's lips twitched in an attempt to draw a smile but she forced them not to. She had to show Enya that it wasn't easy to have a go at one's friends every possible minute. "Fine. Thanks for apologising." She answered coldly looking down at the cat that fell asleep in her lap while wraped underneath the robes.

"Yea..I'll ask someone else." Which was a lie because she didn't really trust anyone else yet but she wouldn't confess that to Enya just now.

Louisa started humming as she watched another champion get out of the maze. She wasn't really entertained by that but she had nothing else to do while trying to ignore Enya's boredom.

Nia moved her hand lower to the small of Raiden's back, to warm there up too. She could feel the warmth through her gloves, so she hoped he could feel it through his top. And she hugged in too, to help keep the warmth.

"Definitely," Nia said with a nod. "And doing that you were first out, and healthy and happy. I'd say that was an all round awesome result." She wasn't as worried today, even though she still hadn't been able to see anything. Nervous enough, sure. But mazes were places of logic. And she knew he'd be awesome after how he thought about solving some of the previous task.

"Something else?" Nia questioned cautiously. Something to rival the bowtruckles, from the look on his face. "A creature?" Yes, she wanted to know details. But if he wanted to spill later, then she'd happily wait for a better opportunity. Lunch maybe. Or over some defence training.

She looked at him, her hand around his back drifting to a stop. Why had she left the flask in the stands? Stupid idea. "You want some? I'll have to go ge-" Unless she cheated. And summoned it. Yes. She didn't want to leave a cold patch. And with that, she took her wand in her left hand and summoned the flask and cup from where she'd been sitting. "Catchhhh!" she called out, realising she had her hands either full or tied up right now.

And then the other girl (who Nia should probably know the name of, but didn't) wrapped her scarf round Raiden. What a good idea! But she'd beaten Nia to it. "Want a sort of matching hat?" she asked the Champ with a wink. So okay, it had silver twinkles through the knit, but it was green. Slythie green at that.

Amber laughed, taking another glance at his foot. Well, it could have shrunken, right? She only knew what happened to you in the maze from how everyone looked as they'd finished. Maybe it was shrunken... "So, are you allowed to tell me what was in the maze or are you sworn to secrecy? Like, a champions code of honor or something like that?"

She giggled, seeing the tip of his big toe start to turn a little blue. "Hey, aren't you cold? I mean, your toes are starting to turn blue. If only-" But then she remembered. She still had Brant's blanket! He wouldn't mind if she put it on Nikolai's foot, right? She unfolded the blanket and threw it over the giant foot. She smiled. "There! At least now you won't freeze to death." She grinned, imagining Nikolai as a human popsicle. Oh geez, the cold was making her have strange mind-pictures again. Why did it have to be so cold?