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Those not competing in the International Magical Pupil Standoff are invited to watch and show support for their favourite competitor. A grand stadium has been built for viewers to watch the large screen before them. This screen is divided into different sections, one for each of the IMPS competitors, so that not a single bit of the action will be missed as those brave souls face the unknown in their undisclosed locations.
Grab yourself a seat (after buying a snack from concessions) and get ready to make some "oohs" and "aahs."
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Concessions can be found at the entrances of the stadium. The following items may be purchased:
FOOD
Cheeseburger
Hamburger
French Fries
Fish and Chips
Pizza
Corn Dog
Hot Dog
Nachos
Tacos (beef, chicken, fish)
Popcorn
Soft Pretzels
Churros
Cotton Candy
Cookies (various flavours)
Brownies
Deep-fried Oreos
Bertie Bott's Every Flavour Beans
Chocolate Frogs
Cockroach Clusters
Fizzing Whizzbees
Jelly Slugs
Liquorice Wands
Peppermint Toads
Pumpkin Pasties
Sugar Quills
DRINKS
Butterbeer
Water
Gillywater
Lemonade
Iced Tea (sweetened and unsweetened)
Coffee
Soda (various flavours)
Milk (white, chocolate, strawberry)
Hot Chocolate
Smoothies (various flavours)
Apple Juice
Orange Juice
Pumpkin Juice
OOC: Please only post your Hogwarts and, if you have a biography posted for one, Ilvermorny characters in this thread. Thanks!
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Aslan settled back in her seat, and Will felt vindicated in his assessment. Disappointing, but not at all surprising. He looked around for Khalil, sure that his friend had to be there. Khalil was always close by whenever Will was embarrassing himself. It was the universe's idea of a joke.
"I hear you calling me a child, kiddo, but I'm not going to take offense. You're an older woman, right? You think Wampii sounds more or less stupid than Wampuses? That sounds like some sort of skin disorder.
He noted the shift in the crowd's attention, and his own attention immediately went back to the screens. Dementors? That was a task he wasn't expecting, and it made him glad he hadn't been picked. "That seems a little extreme for a first task."
And was Madelyn yelling FOR a Hoggie? "Mads! Don't cheer for the traitor. He went over to the other side a whole term ago."
Katy was having so much trouble watching the competitors that she'd opted to peek at the screen from between her fingers. Imagine how much worse it was to be out there on the field where there were no fingers for safety. She eeped occasionally too. This was the stupidest thing ever. Death for what? A scholarship that some of these kids didn't need... and that the rest wouldn't be able to enjoy because they'd gone and lost their SOUL.
She let herself be distracted by the Ilvy cheerleader, who was NOT particularly cheerful at the moment. Ugh. Feelings. They provided a good distraction, at least, and Katy slid down to sit beside the girl. "No offense, because I don't know you and I figure we're supposed to be mortal foes until the end of this little exercise, but he's a duffer and you'll do better. His name is Brent." Which offended Katy on a personal level and always had.
Sam caught the words of her friend and who she was supporting and gave her a tight lipped nod. “figured you would.” She said turning her attention back to the boys beside her. The Gryffindor girl nodded and gave a small smile at the boys wanting some of her warm beverages. “Sure thing.” She said reaching down into her bag and pulling out three mugs, each with the phrase ‘Share and Enjoy’ inscribed upon them, the same as her thermoses. They had been a Christmas gift from Emmaleigh last year. Handing one to Deo, “Here you go.” And then the other two to Ace, with a “Hold Please.” She then carefully poured the warm liquid into the cups for the boys and herself.
Sipping on her cocoa she watched the competition. As the events unfolded, her jaw dropped. That was truly appalling. First it was the use if dementors, which had made her incredibly glad that she hadn’t been chosen for this competition. Because Yeah, she could do the patronus charm, but just barely and probably not with one of those around. And honestly, after last term, she wasn’t quite sure how much the school actually cared to protect the students, so seeing this in action was pretty alarming. They had her on the edge of her seat, and she was worried about both Levi and Carl, but the both managed to make it past that hurdle, barely.
Breathing a sigh of relief, she looked over and caught a glance of was going on beside her. Welp that was one way to tick her off. First of all, what on earth was that girl doing? She looked like a moron. Second, lay off her cousin, okay? Just stop. She rolled her eyes and turned back to the reason she was here. But then… Then they were using…. “Muggles?” She whispered out loud. That was just horrifying. Did they what, capture some and bring them here to torture them? Good news was most of them seemed to be getting out of there okay. But was that all?
Maegan grinned even wider seeing Deo’s reaction to antics. See, this is why she adored him, he was just too adorable when she did things like this. “Of Course, Horned Serpents for life.” She said giving him a wink, to too things off as she agreed with him. Enough with teasing though, it was time to concentrate on the events at hand. She watched, paying special attention to her housemates. She couldn’t believe that they competition was using real dementors for this, and briefly considered the idea of boggarts, but not twelve of them was unlikely. Her stomach was in knots, yes, but she wasn’t reacting like most of the people were starting to.
When the Dementor’s victims started asking question, she heard the murmur through the crowd, and looked around. Bringing No-Maj’s into this was a little extreme. The serpent girl’s intelligent eyes studied what she was seeing, and then searched for the judges and professors in the crowd. They all seemed to be remaining cool and collected. Or most of them anyways. Allowing her eyes to rest on her own headmistress she knew there was no way the woman would be down for a bit of No-Maj torture. She didn’t notice the girl beside her getting up and leaving as she turned her attention back to the competitors. “They can’t be. There’s some trick here.” She said quietly. She couldn’t quite figure it out, but, there was something. Now she really wished that she’d taken a seat beside Deo and Evan so they could figure out what it was.
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The second he arrived in the stands, gum wrapper in hand, Kyle's senses al received an onslaught of information. Letting out a gasp of shock and pain, he slammed his eyes shut and clamped his hands over his ears. The Supersensory Charm was still in effect, and the brightness of the stands and the noise of all the people had been such a sudden shock that it sent him reeling.
Quickly, Kyle cast another Finite on himself, before squinting his eyes open and taking in his surroundings. Just as the Ministry official had said, here he was, in the stands.
He was still incredibly confused about the end of his challenge, and disoriented by the sudden change in his environment, and... he was still struggling to properly process everything. For a while he did nothing but stare stupidly around at everyone, before coming to his senses a bit and actively seeking out some of the other competitors, so that he could compare experiences with them and see if... it made any sense for them.
Failing that... any familiar face would do, really.
That was the sole expression Valerie wore as the portkey transported her to the stands. While satisfied to some degree that she had completed her task unscathed, her fury was rising seeing all the cheering faces. People cheering on the exploitation of the No-Maj essence. How dare they?
Wand out and with half a mind to blast away an empty seat, she pointed her wand to her eyes to remove the owl ones and return them to her own. She could certainly use an ice pack to cool the burn now lingering there from the prolonged usage and they were watering a bit as a result. But she would deal with such affairs later.
Normal eyes not surveying the stands for her Headmistress (or the Hogwarts one) or anyone she could formally rage at, they instead fell upon Kyle and a rare smile graced her features. Rare and incredibly subtle unless one knew what they were looking for.
And what was she meant to do with this plastic bottle in her hand?
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Ugh. Yeah. "Finite, " the girl cast on herself to remove the supersensory and other spells from herself. Her eyes swept the stands as the portkey dumped her off. Nope. She wasn't in any way shape or form impressed.
Even if they weren't muggles they HAD set dementors off in a forest filled with kids. Ministry employee or not! MORALLY REPREHENSIBLE!
Giving one last look to the stands she then made her way over to the two Americans and gave a tight smile. "Congratulations, you two" was all she said before plopping down into a seat and crossing her arms over her chest. No, she didn't want to chat. She figured they were supposed to sit there until some announcement or something though. So she sat there. Begrudgingly.
Kyle was still getting his bearings and looking for a familiar face when when - within seconds - Valerie blinked into existence nearby. Yes, perfect.
At once, he headed for her, all the while a small wise voice in the back of his mind was telling him to tread carefully with the whole No-Maj exploitation thing... even though... it hadn't been a real person all along? Kyle's head was... still reeling.
One of the Hogwarts competitors side-tracked him for a second; there may have been a chance that Kyle hadn't been expecting any more congratulations, and he may well have forgotten to offer them to anyone else had they not been directed him first. "Oh, right. Yeah, you too."
But anyway, yes. Valerie.
"Can Homenum Revelio be tricked?" Kyle asked bluntly, by way of greeting, the second he reached her. Despite asking, he already knew the answer, or thought he had known the answer. It couldn't, that was supposed to be the whole point of the spell. "Mine worked on the No-Ma-- the..." ??? "... whatever it was, but not on the Ministry guy in there." Confusion was quickly giving way to frustration, as so much research and knowledge had been undone in the space of just a few seconds, but all Kyle did about it was to ball up his fist and scrunch up the gum wrapper he was still holding.
And another thing; fancy making the effort to actually console someone for once, only to find that the person - and their feelings - weren't even real.
One moment Louise had found herself humming along with the old woman who she rescued and the next, she was humming by herself. Well, that was awkward. Ceasing her own humming, she blinked a moment as she recollected her bearings on the surroundings. Wait, wait, that wasn't a no-maj? It was just a dummy charmed to come to life? Of all the things she'd seen in the hour, the seventh year couldn't deny that this little nugget of magic was definitely quite impressive.
Holstering her wand, she had been watching the dummy when she realized she was being watched. Which meant, he was with her the whole time, wasn't he? Ministry of Magic? That was the British version of MACUSA, she was fairly sure.
"Thank you sir," she nodded back, stepping away from the stretcher at last.
Without any further waiting, she gripped the frying pan handle which, as the man had said it would, whisked her back to the stands. It seemed two of her fellow Ilvermorny champions had already arrived, as did one of the Hogwarts Champions.
"Congratulations," she noted of the three of them. Now she had to await the others and then results? Oh, look, there was Bridgette! Offering a half of smile to her kid sister, she turned back around to face the screens and wait.
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For the most part Skylar had been sitting pretty quietly, observing the screens for them to watch and listening to Daisy and the other dude from Ilvermorny, but mostly Daisy commentate. Munching on popcorn, she froze though upon seeing the dementors. Half of these champions were fifth years and while she was sure the sixth and seventh years would have no issues casting a patronus charm, the idea that they were stranded and could be kissed and left soul-less was quite terrifying.
And then, without warning, Brent Westwood happened.
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But anyway..."SKYLAR DIGGORY!" he yelled into the clearing, knowing there was a viewing area and knowing she might be able to hear him. "Will you be my girlfriend?"
She heard her name being shouted and if she hadn't been breathing before, well, she was quite sure her breathing stopped now. Even if everyone was probably focused on the screens, it FELT like all eyes were on her, judging from the warmth in her cheeks. Had Brent been taking lessons from Rooney Bronwyn to fulfill those romanticist shoes next year? How did Olivia cope?
Probably much braver than Skylar, that was for sure. Completely missing his patronus cast, the fourth year stood up abruptly and went to hide under her seat. Sorry, she didn't feel like cheering anymore.
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Ugh. Yeah. "Finite, " the girl cast on herself to remove the supersensory and other spells from herself. Her eyes swept the stands as the portkey dumped her off. Nope. She wasn't in any way shape or form impressed.
Even if they weren't muggles they HAD set dementors off in a forest filled with kids. Ministry employee or not! MORALLY REPREHENSIBLE!
Giving one last look to the stands she then made her way over to the two Americans and gave a tight smile. "Congratulations, you two" was all she said before plopping down into a seat and crossing her arms over her chest. No, she didn't want to chat. She figured they were supposed to sit there until some announcement or something though. So she sat there. Begrudgingly.
Still lowkey crying about Brent Westwood and his romantic gesture, Rooney Bronwyn had been shovelling food into his mouth and trying his hardest to get through the pile in his lap without sobbing into it and rendering it tasteless. Apparently he'd been emotional for long enough because some of the competitors were back already...? What...? He rushed to wipe at his eyes, smearing some of the tears away with a chip and wincing at the salt now near his eye.
MORE TEARS.
MORE T-- a blonde. Miss Dora!!
Leaping to his feet, one eye streaming from the gross happening with it and his arms squeezing the leftover food, Rooney bustled his way between people to place himself beside her. "Fabulous work, Miss Dora. I got you food to say congratulations." Even though it was slightly smushed between his arms and his body and he looked like it was he who had been through a war. "Unfold those arms and look like you just achieved world domination. Yoiu look defeated."
Still lowkey crying about Brent Westwood and his romantic gesture, Rooney Bronwyn had been shovelling food into his mouth and trying his hardest to get through the pile in his lap without sobbing into it and rendering it tasteless. Apparently he'd been emotional for long enough because some of the competitors were back already...? What...? He rushed to wipe at his eyes, smearing some of the tears away with a chip and wincing at the salt now near his eye.
MORE TEARS.
MORE T-- a blonde. Miss Dora!!
Leaping to his feet, one eye streaming from the gross happening with it and his arms squeezing the leftover food, Rooney bustled his way between people to place himself beside her. "Fabulous work, Miss Dora. I got you food to say congratulations." Even though it was slightly smushed between his arms and his body and he looked like it was he who had been through a war. "Unfold those arms and look like you just achieved world domination. Yoiu look defeated."
So that was the famous American rudeness displayed by the boy. They had just made it out of their first challenge... of course congratulations were in order. BUT his stank response only garnered him a snort. Well then. She'd be keeping her distance there. And as the other American joined she merely gave a nod. Yeah. You too, she thought.
Blah.
But as her eyes searched for Casper and Sam... she noticed she was the first Hogwarts student out. Well, that was something for sure.
And now... Rooney Bronwyn was there. The first to greet her. Merlin love him. Dora gave him a smile as she relaxed a bit. "I don't have much of an appetite, but I do appreciate it, Rooney. And... thanks. I needed that, " she said as she sat up straighter aND squared her shoulders.
But it was still nagging at her. "Roo... they set 16 dementors into a forest full of kids. " With or without Ministry officials it was far too risky, she felt. Maybe someone else's insight would calm her down.
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So that was the famous American rudeness displayed by the boy. They had just made it out of their first challenge... of course congratulations were in order. BUT his stank response only garnered him a snort. Well then. She'd be keeping her distance there. And as the other American joined she merely gave a nod. Yeah. You too, she thought.
Blah.
But as her eyes searched for Casper and Sam... she noticed she was the first Hogwarts student out. Well, that was something for sure.
And now... Rooney Bronwyn was there. The first to greet her. Merlin love him. Dora gave him a smile as she relaxed a bit. "I don't have much of an appetite, but I do appreciate it, Rooney. And... thanks. I needed that, " she said as she sat up straighter aND squared her shoulders.
But it was still nagging at her. "Roo... they set 16 dementors into a forest full of kids. " With or without Ministry officials it was far too risky, she felt. Maybe someone else's insight would calm her down.
Roo understood the lack of appetite, but still set a packet of crisps into her lap. "Save them for later or keep them forever. Up to you." There was no way that he was going to be taking a rejection for the food and there was also no way that he would properly get through all of the food he got paid for by himself. His appetite had been a whole lot bigger earlier than it was now that he was all food of goodies yummmmm. But he was glad to see the straightening of the Gryffindor and knocked elbows with her with a smile.
A smile that didn't fade even with the subject she brought into conversation. "I know. Everyone up here gave birth to a herd of cows and caused a scene. They're testing you. That's the point of all of this, remember?" There had been worse.
Roo understood the lack of appetite, but still set a packet of crisps into her lap. "Save them for later or keep them forever. Up to you." There was no way that he was going to be taking a rejection for the food and there was also no way that he would properly get through all of the food he got paid for by himself. His appetite had been a whole lot bigger earlier than it was now that he was all food of goodies yummmmm. But he was glad to see the straightening of the Gryffindor and knocked elbows with her with a smile.
A smile that didn't fade even with the subject she brought into conversation. "I know. Everyone up here gave birth to a herd of cows and caused a scene. They're testing you. That's the point of all of this, remember?" There had been worse.
Dora gladly took the packet of crisps and gave Roo a smile. He was a good egg. "I'll have them later. For sure." And she would, once her anger ebbed a bit. She HAD thought the dummy was a Muggle. Which set her temper on edge.
"I didn't blow anything up. " By the way. Someone had better be proud of her for that. Heh. "I know it's a test, Roo... but like what about the kids who can't cast one? Or did everyone do it... because I worked almost night and day last term to master it." And it was HARD WORK. Some witches anything wizards never were able to master it at all.
But she wasn't going to harp on that. Not now anyway. "Did I do good? Like... better than the others? " she asked as she bumped his elbow back. Hehe.
LIE TO HER, ROONEY BRONWYN! TELL HER SHE'S THE BEST!
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Dora gladly took the packet of crisps and gave Roo a smile. He was a good egg. "I'll have them later. For sure." And she would, once her anger ebbed a bit. She HAD thought the dummy was a Muggle. Which set her temper on edge.
"I didn't blow anything up. " By the way. Someone had better be proud of her for that. Heh. "I know it's a test, Roo... but like what about the kids who can't cast one? Or did everyone do it... because I worked almost night and day last term to master it." And it was HARD WORK. Some witches anything wizards never were able to master it at all.
But she wasn't going to harp on that. Not now anyway. "Did I do good? Like... better than the others? " she asked as she bumped his elbow back. Hehe.
LIE TO HER, ROONEY BRONWYN! TELL HER SHE'S THE BEST!
Another elbow bump and Rooney shrugged. "Then those kids won't be advancing onto the next round, will they? I'll let you wait until results are announced, but you did great, Dora." Although he'd been crying about things... he had been able to see that at least. And now he was at least a little less upset about not being picked because there was no way that he would have been able to cast one as well as others had been able to...as well as Dora had been able to. That was still the one bit of magic that he struggled with. Perhaps he didn't have good enough memories. Or he just wasn't as great at magic as everyone wanted him to be. As he wanted to be.
All nitpicky things about himself that if he voiced, they'd be laughed off.
"I'm overly proud of you. Next time I'm bringing a banner with your name and face on it instead of all this food."
The portkey had taken her straight to the stands. She cast finite nonverbally and removed all the spells from inside the task. Woah. Her eyes widened at the sight of the stands. She glanced around the stands, seeing a huge group of people. Wow. Where were the other competitors? She glanced and saw Louise, Kyle, Valerie, and some Hogwarts competitors. "Congratulations," she said as she approached Louise and gave them all a smile. "I think we all deserve a couple of butter beers after that." Irene had certainly had quite the time. She'd continue smiling just so that no one would see her true emotions.
The task had been completed? She didn't know how to feel. Part of her was a little mad at herself for becoming so emotionally invested in a dummy.... Isabel. She had appeared as a scared girl and she wasn't real. She should have cast the memory removing charm. She knew it; however, she was afraid of injuring the girl. Stupid, stupid, stupid. Irene chided herself for this. Irene would have to remember this for the future.
More practice was needed. For now, she'd just smile. She did make it out alive.
Another elbow bump and Rooney shrugged. "Then those kids won't be advancing onto the next round, will they? I'll let you wait until results are announced, but you did great, Dora." Although he'd been crying about things... he had been able to see that at least. And now he was at least a little less upset about not being picked because there was no way that he would have been able to cast one as well as others had been able to...as well as Dora had been able to. That was still the one bit of magic that he struggled with. Perhaps he didn't have good enough memories. Or he just wasn't as great at magic as everyone wanted him to be. As he wanted to be.
All nitpicky things about himself that if he voiced, they'd be laughed off.
"I'm overly proud of you. Next time I'm bringing a banner with your name and face on it instead of all this food."
Dora certainly hoped he was right. For real. She'd hate to have gotten through all of that mess only to get eliminated after the first round. And she appreciated his confidence in her. It made the Gryffindor smile brighter than before. "You're a gem, Rooney. "
As she watched Rooney she couldn't help but giggle. As of yet she was the only Hogwarts champion to have portkeyed back. MAN. MAN. Where was Levi? Her eyes swept the screens and she gave a slight frown. Had they all been projected up there for people to cheer and jeer at them? That made her skin crawl a bit. Reminded her of an old OLD book she had read once. Put a bunch of kids into an arena and let them duke it out.
Okay so it wasn't a dystopia type thing, but still, that's what it reminded her of. Heh.
"Stop or you're gonna make me blush, " she said as she finally opened the crisps and shoved her hand in the bag. Okay. Maybe she had worked up an appetite with all her rage.
And something the Ministry woman had said rang in her ears.
Anger had perhaps sharpened his reflexes, or maybe it was just the knowledge that he'd been manipulated into endangering his soul for the sake of a dummy. Which he supposed was much of the same thing, really. But whatever it was, by the time reality stopped being a blur and dropped him in the stands, the boy did not stumble or heave; he merely took a step forward and walked on, as if he'd been there all along.
It mattered very little that a Ministry official had been there all along. Perhaps it would later, when he was feeling less hot all over, and more like giving them credit for what was an admittedly okay plan. But right now, well.
Well.
Because he knew that if he looked at friends or family he'd run to them and possibly not let go for a long time, Levi made a nearly inhuman effort and looked at no one. He walked confidently, face impassive, until he joined the rest of the competitors of which there were very few. And that, from Hogwarts, there was only one.
"Dora." Was chatting up Head Boy Bronwyn, and the few Ilvermorny competitors seemed to be, not surprisingly, seemingly keeping to themselves. And like him, they didn't look necessarily pleased. So, at least he wasn't the only with common sense and there was a small comfort to be had, in that.
The presence of screens should have given him enough embarrassment to last for a last time but mostly, Levi felt defiant; he had whimpered and vomited and he was pretty sure that somewhere in between a dementor making him feel like death wouldn't be too bad and having said dementor's hand around his neck, he'd cried a little, too. It should have been embarrassing, really, but who the hell other than the present competitors could say they wouldn't have reacted similarly? Or perhaps worse? Would they have even been able to scare off a dementor at all?
And what on earth was he supposed to do with the teapot?
He did not put his wand away, and focused on this screens; particularly on Brent and Cassie. Brent seemed to be on his way out but his Ravenclaw friend was clearly struggling with a particularly argumentative dummy. If he'd not been in such a terrible mood, Levi would have been the first to be on his way to the nearest professor to ask questions about the exact nature of the dummies. Mostly, how on earth did they manage to give them enough reasoning and deductive skills to hold proper conversations?
It was impressive, really.
Under his breath, he said: "Just stun it and drag it by the hair, Cassie." Easier said than done now that he was out of hell, of course.
Lachlan almost hadn't joined the other competitors in the stands. Sweater covered in throw up and his body racked with pain, he was still beyond angry. And to everyone who knew him, that wasn't an emotion usually displayed on his face. However, at the current moment...there was no hiding it. None, whatsoever.
And what didn't help was that the logical, more rational side of his brain was openly at war with his heart which wanted to denounce everything to do with this IMPS situation. He'd been forced to go against his personal values to complete a challenge. He'd manipulated a fake child. Had pushed a memory into her mind to make her more compliant to his own will. There may have been other avenues he could've taken, but...in his desperation, none presented themselves.
In truth, he felt shaken.
Settling himself into a seat and not looking at anyone, Lachlan pulled his swearter up from behind to separate it from the soaked tshirt beneath. After tugging it off completely, he used the material to wipe at his mouth and eyes. The only thing he wanted to do was shower, brush his teeth, and sleep.
At least he saw that most of his schoolmates had made it out alive....Actually, where was Aurora?
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Dora certainly hoped he was right. For real. She'd hate to have gotten through all of that mess only to get eliminated after the first round. And she appreciated his confidence in her. It made the Gryffindor smile brighter than before. "You're a gem, Rooney. "
As she watched Rooney she couldn't help but giggle. As of yet she was the only Hogwarts champion to have portkeyed back. MAN. MAN. Where was Levi? Her eyes swept the screens and she gave a slight frown. Had they all been projected up there for people to cheer and jeer at them? That made her skin crawl a bit. Reminded her of an old OLD book she had read once. Put a bunch of kids into an arena and let them duke it out.
Okay so it wasn't a dystopia type thing, but still, that's what it reminded her of. Heh.
"Stop or you're gonna make me blush, " she said as she finally opened the crisps and shoved her hand in the bag. Okay. Maybe she had worked up an appetite with all her rage.
And something the Ministry woman had said rang in her ears.
A gem. That was a new one. He noticed the frown on Dora's face and where she had been looking, so he reached over and covered her eyes with his hands. "It's over. Don't think on it now. Besides...people were too busy watching others." And having tantrums about said others like the two year olds they all acted like. It was irritating. Surely it said something if he, the one constantly picking apart the adults in charge of them, was fine with what had happened today.
Roo let Dora have her sight back again after a few seconds, giving a glance over towards the other competitors that were back now. How many weren't back yet? Hm..
"I don't know how Casper would take it if I made you blush, Miss Dora. Perhaps you shouldn't be so dedicated to being better than the rest."
The portkey had taken her straight to the stands. She cast finite nonverbally and removed all the spells from inside the task. Woah. Her eyes widened at the sight of the stands. She glanced around the stands, seeing a huge group of people. Wow. Where were the other competitors? She glanced and saw Louise, Kyle, Valerie, and some Hogwarts competitors. "Congratulations," she said as she approached Louise and gave them all a smile. "I think we all deserve a couple of butter beers after that." Irene had certainly had quite the time. She'd continue smiling just so that no one would see her true emotions.
The task had been completed? She didn't know how to feel. Part of her was a little mad at herself for becoming so emotionally invested in a dummy.... Isabel. She had appeared as a scared girl and she wasn't real. She should have cast the memory removing charm. She knew it; however, she was afraid of injuring the girl. Stupid, stupid, stupid. Irene chided herself for this. Irene would have to remember this for the future.
More practice was needed. For now, she'd just smile. She did make it out alive.
It seemed shortly after her arrival, others had started to appear in the stands beside her. Lachlan and Irene and the other Gryffindor champion, although were still some missing. Where was Aurora? And Jesus?
"Thanks, Irene! You too!" Goodness, was it wrong to feel pleased about Irene surviving the challenge? The girl was two years younger and had an amazing heart, which was probably what worried Louise about the situation. No doubt, the younger girl had become buddies with dummy, as opposed to herself, seeing it as a means to the end. "Perhaps we ought to wait for the results?" Butterbeer might not be enough depending how they fared.
"That magicked dummy was quite impressive, no?" Yes, she was going to be talking about that forever. While she was good with the textbook spells and transfiguration, advanced magic like that was probably more awe-inducing than non-verbals.
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That old rusty can took Brent straight back to the viewing area, where he saw a crowd of students and competitors alike. Duuuuuuude, this had been one of the most awesome experiences he had EVER had in his whole fifteen years. He just hoped it didn't end now. He was already gearing up for challenge two, hoping he'd done enough and succeeded enough to NOT be one of the four who'd say goodbye to IMPS.
So where was Kane? Skylar? Even Madelyn?!
His gaze landed on several of the other competitors who'd already made it back--Kyle, Valerie, Dora, Louise, Irene, Levi, and Lachlan...most of them were here. "Congratulations for finishing the challenge!" he told them. Hopefully the others would be coming along soon.
He paused in the middle of the crowd and looked around, almost as if he was looking for someone special...
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Aslan settled back in her seat, and Will felt vindicated in his assessment. Disappointing, but not at all surprising. He looked around for Khalil, sure that his friend had to be there. Khalil was always close by whenever Will was embarrassing himself. It was the universe's idea of a joke.
"I hear you calling me a child, kiddo, but I'm not going to take offense. You're an older woman, right? You think Wampii sounds more or less stupid than Wampuses? That sounds like some sort of skin disorder.
He noted the shift in the crowd's attention, and his own attention immediately went back to the screens. Dementors? That was a task he wasn't expecting, and it made him glad he hadn't been picked. "That seems a little extreme for a first task."
And was Madelyn yelling FOR a Hoggie? "Mads! Don't cheer for the traitor. He went over to the other side a whole term ago."
Katy was having so much trouble watching the competitors that she'd opted to peek at the screen from between her fingers. Imagine how much worse it was to be out there on the field where there were no fingers for safety. She eeped occasionally too. This was the stupidest thing ever. Death for what? A scholarship that some of these kids didn't need... and that the rest wouldn't be able to enjoy because they'd gone and lost their SOUL.
She let herself be distracted by the Ilvy cheerleader, who was NOT particularly cheerful at the moment. Ugh. Feelings. They provided a good distraction, at least, and Katy slid down to sit beside the girl. "No offense, because I don't know you and I figure we're supposed to be mortal foes until the end of this little exercise, but he's a duffer and you'll do better. His name is Brent." Which offended Katy on a personal level and always had.
"Oh come on Will, he is pretty much one of us.'
Or well he used to be at least. She couldn't help but feel that way, he was Ilvermorny's first, but he wasn't anymore and she was happy where she was in her life and she was thinking other guys were cute so it shouldn't matter. They hadn't been together for way over a year, so yes she couldn't let it bother her. Turning back towards Will she smiled, "Why do you care? You just like watching me cheer no matter who it's for."
Turning back around and keeping the smile until she knew she wasn't facing him anymore she let the edges of the smile go upside down. She heard the girl before she turned her head. "It's okay, he deserves to have a girlfriend here. I broke up with him anyway, when he was moving here." She wasn't going to try to pretend she didn't. "He's a nice guy though even if you don't like his name." She smiled a bit before people were appearing in the stands. She jumped up when one after the other appeared.
"Kyle... Valarie are you okay?" Could they go to them, were they allowed? She tossed her pompoms down and went to them. Next, she saw more, "Lousie... Irene.. Lachlan you're safe!!!" Thank you goodness they were back, but they were missing some? Her eyes moved back to the screen. Where were they?
There he was!
She saw him and without thought threw her arms around him. "Oh gosh Brent I'm so glad you are okay!"
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Teddy stood frozen, confused and shocked by the words she just heard. Confused by the dummy? The muggle? Not a muggle?? Was the dementor real??? But...
Oh no....
Tears were pushing at her eyes.
She was right at the finish line! Oh no, oh no, oh no. Panic started to kick in.
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She saw him and without thought threw her arms around him. "Oh gosh Brent I'm so glad you are okay!"
Brent was still idly standing around, actually looking for Skylar and maybe Kane, too. Hmm. He hadn't expected a huge welcoming party all waving "Brent Westwood" banners or anything like that, but he had at least hoped he'd see the two of them. He raised his hand and ran it through his hair to make it at least look like he was doing something instead of standing like a bump on a log.
That was when arms wrapped around him, and for a second, he had no idea who was hugging him. It was a girl, though...that much he could tell. Then he smelled that all-too-familiar smell of her hair. Did she still use the same shampoo or something? Duuuuude. This was brutal. He was supposed to be forgetting all about Madelyn Cunningham. He thought he'd never see her again.
..but here she was, and she was currently the only person greeting him. He hugged her back. "So how'd I do?" he asked, because he still had no idea how he compared to the others, seeing as he'd almost gotten himself killed out there.
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Anger had perhaps sharpened his reflexes, or maybe it was just the knowledge that he'd been manipulated into endangering his soul for the sake of a dummy. Which he supposed was much of the same thing, really. But whatever it was, by the time reality stopped being a blur and dropped him in the stands, the boy did not stumble or heave; he merely took a step forward and walked on, as if he'd been there all along.
It mattered very little that a Ministry official had been there all along. Perhaps it would later, when he was feeling less hot all over, and more like giving them credit for what was an admittedly okay plan. But right now, well.
Well.
Because he knew that if he looked at friends or family he'd run to them and possibly not let go for a long time, Levi made a nearly inhuman effort and looked at no one. He walked confidently, face impassive, until he joined the rest of the competitors of which there were very few. And that, from Hogwarts, there was only one.
"Dora." Was chatting up Head Boy Bronwyn, and the few Ilvermorny competitors seemed to be, not surprisingly, seemingly keeping to themselves. And like him, they didn't look necessarily pleased. So, at least he wasn't the only with common sense and there was a small comfort to be had, in that.
The presence of screens should have given him enough embarrassment to last for a last time but mostly, Levi felt defiant; he had whimpered and vomited and he was pretty sure that somewhere in between a dementor making him feel like death wouldn't be too bad and having said dementor's hand around his neck, he'd cried a little, too. It should have been embarrassing, really, but who the hell other than the present competitors could say they wouldn't have reacted similarly? Or perhaps worse? Would they have even been able to scare off a dementor at all?
And what on earth was he supposed to do with the teapot?
He did not put his wand away, and focused on this screens; particularly on Brent and Cassie. Brent seemed to be on his way out but his Ravenclaw friend was clearly struggling with a particularly argumentative dummy. If he'd not been in such a terrible mood, Levi would have been the first to be on his way to the nearest professor to ask questions about the exact nature of the dummies. Mostly, how on earth did they manage to give them enough reasoning and deductive skills to hold proper conversations?
It was impressive, really.
Under his breath, he said: "Just stun it and drag it by the hair, Cassie." Easier said than done now that he was out of hell, of course.
The competition was getting more and more intense. Some of the champions really showed their knowledge about practicing magic. It gave her goosebumps.
And then time's up already. Merlin, it seemed like forever. "Come on, let's see Levi." The Gryffindor said to Noelle and left the seating. She dragged thd Gryffindor prefect to see their friend who had appeared on a stand already. "Levi, are you okay?" Probably it was the dumbest thing to say. That guy had just faced a dementor, for Merlin sake! Ava grabbed something from her bag to see if she still had chocolate frogs. Eureka, she still had one. "You need this. She said offering the chocolate to him. "By the way, you did an impressive job." Ava said, telling the truth. She thought that the possibility of him being eliminated on the first task was nearly zero and hopefully the judges had the same opinion as her.
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A gem. That was a new one. He noticed the frown on Dora's face and where she had been looking, so he reached over and covered her eyes with his hands. "It's over. Don't think on it now. Besides...people were too busy watching others." And having tantrums about said others like the two year olds they all acted like. It was irritating. Surely it said something if he, the one constantly picking apart the adults in charge of them, was fine with what had happened today.
Roo let Dora have her sight back again after a few seconds, giving a glance over towards the other competitors that were back now. How many weren't back yet? Hm..
"I don't know how Casper would take it if I made you blush, Miss Dora. Perhaps you shouldn't be so dedicated to being better than the rest."
Well... it didn't exactly make her feel any better that that people hadn't been supporting her... but the people that COUNTED had, right? The Gryffindor nodded absently as Roo spoke. He was right.. right?
AND NOW SHE WAS BLIND!!! AN eruption of giggles left her as she reached in front of her blindly. What would she have done without the Head Boy?! He was seriously making her rage ebb as hr continued his antics... which she figured was the point of all of this.
He was DEFINITELY a gem, he was.
Her eyes saw the point where Levi portkeyed in and she gasped. MAN. She remained seated though as his greeting... wasn't all that spectacular. She'd chalk it up to shock.
Yeah that.
When he spoke her name she gave him a nod and LOOK that said she'd find him in and moment.
But Rooney's next comment brought her back to him. THIS BOY. He knew exactly what to say. "Cas wouldn't mind if it's you. Besides... I have to be better than the rest. I'm a Gryffindor, after all. "
And as soon as the grin formed on her face it left... not only had Brent shown up seemingly unbothered... but some of her housemates bipassed her as though she didn't exist. Okay cool.
It was clear the support was anywhere but with her. And while she adored Rooney for her support... she couldn't stop from getting up abruptly. "Excuse me, Rooney. I have to... go to the loo, " she said quickly, tears gleaming in her eyes. And just like that she was off to said loo, hand over her eyes to shield them from others seeing.
This was all a mess and she just needed a moment alone.
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