Post by danger on Mar 14, 2009 14:40:35 GMT -5
Gwenog walked up to the stage, looking down at the sea of faces. "Hello everyone," she said in a raspy, ninety-year old voice. "Welcome to the first party of the season! It--is--wonderful---to--be--here," she said in a raw voice. "At the twenty-first Quidditch World C--WIZOLYMPICS! Sorry about that." She looked down once again from the podium, staring at the sweeping eyes of all the international stars. "The Wizolympics have officially begun, now that the Opening Ceremonies are over and Day 1 will soon be approaching. That gives you plenty of time to relax before the real competition begins." She cleared her throat. "I am proud to announce the lineup for Day 1. Quidditch and Men's Broomracing will take place! And the Quidditch teams are...THE MOUTOHORA MACAWS, FROM NEW ZEALAND!"
Cat jumped up and screamed. It was an outburst that you rarely saw her show. In all of her pride Cat caught Evangeline's eye and laughed with her momentarily.
"THE TARAPOTO TREE SKIMMERS, FROM PERU! AND PUDDLEMERE UNITED, FROM OUR VERY OWN ENGLAND!!" Cat felt the urge to boo, but held it back. The taunting of others sufficed.
"Okay, okay, settle down," Gwenog smiled to herself. "Men's Broomracing will take place later in the day, and we'll be announcing those athletes later. For now, I'm just glad we have a couple days before the first day, and a long night ahead!" cheering let loose until Gwenog had shhhed the athletes long enough to get them quiet. "Now, remember, this party is not just in spite of those Quidditch players. I want you all to get to know each other. Puddlemere, don't just hang out with your team. Get to know each other. Try befriending other Quidditch teams. Or spell casters. Maybe Broomracers, or Quodpotters. Move around, all you kiddos!" she let out an encouraging laugh, filled with fake teeth. Cat shook her head she was sticking to Eva's hip the entire night! "We have refreshments at the back table over there, and a dance floor upstairs." She looked at the eager teenagers. "Enjoy yourselves. And please---have fun."
We get it, woman, we get it! Cat's head spoke to her. She instinctively moved closer to Eva pushing through other athletes. "Hi," Bri smiled, appearing beside Cat. "long time no see!" The voice seemed distant, but familiar until Cat turned to meet it's owner and it was given a name.
"H-" She was cut off by Gwenog.
"Please, hang on to your seats. We've got a couple more announcements to dish out." Silently each player growned and gave friends looks.
"Hi, Br-" again!
"Since it's nearing Midnight, I'll be leaving soon. The last announcement is that 2012, our official game show, will be opening for interviews on Day 1."
"Hi Bri!" Cat spat out quickly and with a large smile. "I suppose not." Both girls turned to face the speaker.
"They've requested one of you to be on their kickoff show. And that one is..." Cat knew who it was going to be. She turned to look at her best friend across the crowd; the queen of publicity. "Evangeline Mow, from the Macaws!" She let out a holler in support for Eva, Bri covering her ears and laughing.
"Eva, please come up here really quick." She paused. "Please?"
Eva silently made her way up to the front and stopped in front of Gwenog.
"Come on, Evangeline!" Cat giggled.
"You can do it!" Bri yelled.
"Tell us. Will you be accepting?" Gwenog Jones looked toward the young Quidditch. "2012 is the most famous radio show this time of year. And that host is one fine-looking bloke, I tell you." Oh, Merlin! Cat thought. Please keep your mouth shut, old woman!
"Er--" Eva blushed. "I-I guess so."
"What's his name?" She drifted off into her own ancient world. "Oh, yes--er, Evangeline, congrats."
"Thanks," Eva murmured.
"Now, Eva's success is great this year, and same with all you other athletes. So have fun tonight, and I'll try to convince the Hogsmeade guards not to come around and cut the party till half-past three. Thank you everyone!" Cheers raged through the crowds, the athletes were anxious.
"Well....." Cat raised her eyebrows at Eva after she tripped down the stairs from the stage. "Fun times, eh?"
"Yeah, fun times," she said grumpily. "But your coming with me!"
"WHAT?!" Cat began shaking her head uncontrollably. "Wha-what? No. No, Eva!" She began to whine, knowing that she would loose this argument. She always did.
"You know you'll lose," Eva cautioned. "You're coming with me!"
Cat stomped her foot, jokingly. "Fine...you big butt head." A smile suddenly emerged from Cat's frown.
"Hey, hey, hey," Both girls heard a large husky voice from behind them. It sent chills up their spines. Cat turned with Eva to see a man fitting to his voice. He was large and had a certain mystery to himself. "Aren't you guys from the Macaws?" and he knew them!
"Yes," said Eva, surprised, as a big bloke charged between Cat and herself. "We are."
"Mow somethin', and you be Powell, right?"
"Yes, we are," said Eva again.
"I be Kosiucstan Ullua, the official ref of these comin' games, but call me Kos." Kosiucstan Ullua? Cat thought to herself. Kosiucstan Ullua. Her head spun, letter spitting out of her ears, eyes and mouth. His name swirled her head and she suddenly felt dizzy.
"That's easier," Eva muttered under her breath and Cat let out a silent laugh, glad that she was not alone.
"Err. Hi.... Kos ." She looked at Eva a little confused as to why he was talking to them aside from a little small talk. Both Evangeline and Catarina shuffled to the side, trying not to be noticeable.
As he watched the two girls try to slip away, he charged before them. "Hey, hold on 'er! I ain't done yet!" Cat and Eva exchanged glances.
"S-sorry, but we have people to see." Her mind raced and stories of possible reasons to escaped were tossed around inside her head.
"Yeah, but I ain't done! You darn right famous you, Mow! And you, Powell? Well, I hadn't heard o' you since I read Witch Weekly...yesterday." Cat's heard ached as she thought of Abbott. It seemed that's all people knew her name for...the queen of tabloids. It didn't matter that she worked her arse off to be in the WizOlympics. All people wanted to know was the current state of 'Powell and Price's' rocky relationship!
"That's a nice thing to say to somebody!" Eva shouted indignantly. She linked arms with Catarina and squeezed it.
"Great." Cat spoke very sarcastically, but was thankful for her best friends's unconditional support.
"Well, what? What're you doin, Mow, hangin' out with a nobody like this 'un, here?" he pointed to Powell. "Trust me, move on to bigger and better things. You be right fine better with Joscelind Wadcock then 'er." He gestured to Cat.
"This 'nobody' is my best friend," Eva said quietly. Cat had noticed that she had a habit of getting quiet when she was really angry. She squeezed Eva's arm. She wanted to get away from this guy...referee or not!
"Yeah?" He growled. "Well you watch out on the field then, givin' me cheek." He scowled. "Or a foul just might slip into yer team's lil hands!"
"You're the referee, you're supposed to play fair!"
"Fair has come a long way, sis."
"Hey!" Cat remarked now extremely angered by this idiot.
"Ever tried playing fair under Kingsley Shacklebolt's eyes?" Evangeline spoke.
"I've reffed these games since god knows when. No one'll turn against me, not even old Shackles. Besides, I be givin' Kingsley a gift nowadays. He thinks I play fair, I send him a couple gold galleons, We got a little deal goin' on. And he's not gonna give up on me till I admit it. Which I never will." He smiled triumphantly. "Hear me, sis? NEVER."
"One complaint from a good player and who knows. I have pretty good friends down in the Daily Prophet and they'd love to hear my thoughts," Eva said coldly.
He trembled. "'Course, the Prophets gone corrupt. They don't care about blasted nothin!"
"Yeah, right," she snorted. "I saw that tremor of fear. Like you said, 'I darn right famous,'" she imitated his accent. "I have connections."
Cat laughed, knowing that Evangeline was right. "And like you said, I'm alllll over Witch Weekly. I could tell them anything I wanted and it would be on the front page the next morning."
"Just listen to this. I'm connected with all those other damned stars--if you give me any trouble, they'll be hot on your tail." He smirked. "I've had Rita Skeeter on my side since 2000!"
"Rita Skeeter." Cat huffed. "Doesn't she work for the ever so corrupt Daily Prophet?"
"Yeah, and she's like, eighty years old! She'll be going any day now."
"And since you're a star, especially at--" he snarled, "Quidditch, they know your weaknesses."
Just like Jones! Cat thought with a laugh. "I've got plenty of weaknesses and show them pretty clear. If they don't know them already they never will."
"And you!" He turned towards Cat. "You keep your funny little pie-hole shut. As I said before, you got connections with the Prophet, and so do I. One blasted insult come outta your mouth, and Rita'll be writin' a report on Powell: Player or Pickup?"
"Anyone in their right mind wouldn't listen to Rita Skeeter!" Eva defended Cat.
"No she damn right won't! Rita is under an immortal condition. She's not goin' anywhere."
"Who cares if she's a blasted animagus? I can squash that beetle or have Pierce do it for me," Eva replied coolly.
"He would enjoy it." Cat spat at Kos.
"Don't you see?" He held Evangeline and Cat to the wall with his strong fists. "Animagi aren't immortal! She's got another secret that you will never know!"
Eva rolled her eyes and pulled out her wand. "You dare?"
"I dare all right." He drew his wand and pointed it at Mow. "Your secrets will never escape after this...OBLIVIATE!" But Evangeline dodged the curse.
"I don't think so," Bri hissed suddenly emerging from the crowd of dancing athletes; flicking her wand and pinning Kos to the wall. "Now. What can I do with you, cockroach?"
Cat pulled out her wand now, waiting till another attack was casted.
"NO!" he roared. "OBLIVIATE!" Kos jumped out of Bri's grasp, heading for a seething Evangeline. He held her tight and ran upstairs, her dragging behind.
Cat ran after Eva and shouted to her best friend, throwing spells at Kosiucstan only for him to dodge them.
Eva tried to get out of his grip. "Cat!" she yelled. "Get...Abbott...or something!"
Any awkwardness, any discomfort had fled Catarina's mind. She made no second thoughts before going in search of Abbott, but it would be hard considering she hadn't seen Price all night long. "Alohomora!" Cat heard Kos unlock something upstairs and her search only became all the more urgent.
"ABBOTT!" She screamed helplessly and suddenly spotted him making friends with a few drinks. Oh, he wont help! She thought and ran back toward Eva and Bri who was now showing her more hardcore side to Kos.
"Come back here you bastard. Not finished kicking your ass!" Cat heard her shout and in her mind she prayed that Bri would finish Kos up before she ever had to see him again, but when Cat had made it to the top of the stairs she only found Bri trying to break down the locked door. Inside Evangeline had been thrown to the ground, only the token in Kos's sick games.
"Protego!" Cat heard Eva cast as she and Bri tried getting to Evangeline.
"Before your friends come and kill me," Kos said, seething, "I'll make sure that you don't spill any of my secrets."
"What secrets?!" Eva asked helplessly.
"Or maybe..." he smiled at a better idea. "Yep, I've got a better idea. "Folius!" Evangeline was then bound by thick ropes against a broom. "Now you have no choice but to watch helplessly." he let out a cackle.
She struggled. "CAT! BRI!" Eva screamed. He took Evangeline's wand from her and pointed it at it's very owner.
"Imperio!"
Eva suddenly overcame with a struggle. They had learned how to deflect the imperius curse. "It's illegal!" she choked out, trying not to let it get to her.
"That's right," He chortled. "Try and fight, weasel."
"I swear I'll beat you for this," she hissed, gaining control again.
"The Imperius Curse will eventually overcome you."
With Cat's help, Bri found her way to the broom cupboard, opened it. She now stood behind Kos, wand to his back. "Having fun? Now, it's my turn to have fun with you! Sectumsempra!"
"NO!" He felt a point of fear and then blood burst from his backbone, spilling onto the floor. He sank to his knees, blood flowing from every crack in his body. Five more cuts opened themselves up on his legs and chest.
"Don't hurt him too much..." Eva moaned, not able to feel anything. "Make it stop...it hurts..."
"I've been called bonkers and a bitch tonight. I feel like kicking someone's ass...yours will suffice." Bri grinned, firing a Bat Bogey hex. "Why, Mow." her heart sank, she wanted this demon to go where it belonged. "He hurt you. He should pay!"
"Protego---pro--pr..." Kos pointed his wand at his chest, but the blood-covered stick did nothing. "You'll never get away with it."
"Cat," Eva moaned. "I'm sorry, Cat, I-I didn't mean to." Then all of a sudden Cat awoke from what seemed like a trance. She felt as if all of this terror had been going on, but her hands had been tied when really only her fear and cowardly heart was all that was keeping the ropes around her hands tied.
"OW!" Kos roared, leaping to his feet. "I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF THIS NONSENSE! BY YOUR DAMN LAW I WILL ESCAPE!"
"Um...let's see....spell caster." Bri pointed at herself. "I will too damn well get away with it." Bri smirked. "Damn it."
He pointed his wand at Bri. "Expelliarmus!"
She cursed. "Give me back my wand...NOW!" A fire burned in her eyes.
Evangeline let out a sudden scream. "Dad, no--I'm sorry...I didn't....she...I couldn't....." Cat ran to her best friend and quickly untied the actual ropes keeping Eva hostage. Her words seemed familiar, almost like she had said them before. Eva's eyes flashed suddenly open and she leaped atop Kos ' back. "Give-me-my-wand!" She grabbed both her and Bri's wands and threw Bri hers back. They had him cornered.
He grinned toothlessly. "Sorry madams," he cooed, backing into the wall. "Here's your wands, misses." He backed up and then a thought occured. He smiled madly. "BYE!" And he disapparated.
Eva dropped to her knees. "Why I almost had him!" Bri exclaimed. "I wish he'd come back so I can show him not to mess with a Canadian!"
"No!" Catarina ran to where Kos had previously been standing and spun around as if she could still feel him there. She could! An evil essence swirled through the room, striking fear in Cat.
"He's...gone." Eva looked up to her two combat mates. Tears welled in her eyes and a helpless look overcame her.
There was a crack and then Kod appeared once more, back in the room. "You darned athletes, I've come back for my wand...and...my justice!" He searched the room and saw the three girls still standing there, looks of disgust on their faces.
And then Eva noticed his wand lying by Bri's foot, and she kicked her in the shin. "Get it," she hissed.
"Ah, there it is!" He walked over sullenly to Bri's foot. Eva took her chance and kicked him, hard. Bri grabbed up Kos's wand, a teasing smirk plastered upon her lips.
Cat's eyes noticed what Eva was doing and jumped in front of Kos, thinking of nothing else that she could to do help. She felt rather useless.
"OWW!" He roared. Not only was he covered in blood, but a sharp pain had stabbed him in the leg. His vision went blurry, but there was a girly blob in front of him.
"Looking for this? Son of a bitch, eh?" She grinned and took a chance, snapping it in half. "Oh, did I just do that?"
"Looking for your wand?" Eva sblack personed. "Try and get it."
"NO!" There was a snap. His vision cleared. "My--wand!!!"
Bri smiled innocently. "Too damn bad!" Then cursing him out in French.
"Maybe Ollivander might make a new one. Or Gregorivitch. Wait. They're DEAD."
"NOOOOO!!!" He cursed under his breath. "I'll be back." Kos disapparated...for good. No going back.
Eva grinned. "I think we did some justice."
"Ding dong! The bastard wizard is gone!" Bri sang and turned to Eva and Cat. They all celebrated their accomplishment, unaware that the battle had just only begun.
Written: December 27, 2008
Linked From: WizCatarina @ Xanga.com
Credits: JKR and her amazing brain came up with the sport Quidditch and all things related to Harry Potter (which WizOlympics is based on). My friends Rita and Aaron came up with the WizOlympics.
Cat jumped up and screamed. It was an outburst that you rarely saw her show. In all of her pride Cat caught Evangeline's eye and laughed with her momentarily.
"THE TARAPOTO TREE SKIMMERS, FROM PERU! AND PUDDLEMERE UNITED, FROM OUR VERY OWN ENGLAND!!" Cat felt the urge to boo, but held it back. The taunting of others sufficed.
"Okay, okay, settle down," Gwenog smiled to herself. "Men's Broomracing will take place later in the day, and we'll be announcing those athletes later. For now, I'm just glad we have a couple days before the first day, and a long night ahead!" cheering let loose until Gwenog had shhhed the athletes long enough to get them quiet. "Now, remember, this party is not just in spite of those Quidditch players. I want you all to get to know each other. Puddlemere, don't just hang out with your team. Get to know each other. Try befriending other Quidditch teams. Or spell casters. Maybe Broomracers, or Quodpotters. Move around, all you kiddos!" she let out an encouraging laugh, filled with fake teeth. Cat shook her head she was sticking to Eva's hip the entire night! "We have refreshments at the back table over there, and a dance floor upstairs." She looked at the eager teenagers. "Enjoy yourselves. And please---have fun."
We get it, woman, we get it! Cat's head spoke to her. She instinctively moved closer to Eva pushing through other athletes. "Hi," Bri smiled, appearing beside Cat. "long time no see!" The voice seemed distant, but familiar until Cat turned to meet it's owner and it was given a name.
"H-" She was cut off by Gwenog.
"Please, hang on to your seats. We've got a couple more announcements to dish out." Silently each player growned and gave friends looks.
"Hi, Br-" again!
"Since it's nearing Midnight, I'll be leaving soon. The last announcement is that 2012, our official game show, will be opening for interviews on Day 1."
"Hi Bri!" Cat spat out quickly and with a large smile. "I suppose not." Both girls turned to face the speaker.
"They've requested one of you to be on their kickoff show. And that one is..." Cat knew who it was going to be. She turned to look at her best friend across the crowd; the queen of publicity. "Evangeline Mow, from the Macaws!" She let out a holler in support for Eva, Bri covering her ears and laughing.
"Eva, please come up here really quick." She paused. "Please?"
Eva silently made her way up to the front and stopped in front of Gwenog.
"Come on, Evangeline!" Cat giggled.
"You can do it!" Bri yelled.
"Tell us. Will you be accepting?" Gwenog Jones looked toward the young Quidditch. "2012 is the most famous radio show this time of year. And that host is one fine-looking bloke, I tell you." Oh, Merlin! Cat thought. Please keep your mouth shut, old woman!
"Er--" Eva blushed. "I-I guess so."
"What's his name?" She drifted off into her own ancient world. "Oh, yes--er, Evangeline, congrats."
"Thanks," Eva murmured.
"Now, Eva's success is great this year, and same with all you other athletes. So have fun tonight, and I'll try to convince the Hogsmeade guards not to come around and cut the party till half-past three. Thank you everyone!" Cheers raged through the crowds, the athletes were anxious.
"Well....." Cat raised her eyebrows at Eva after she tripped down the stairs from the stage. "Fun times, eh?"
"Yeah, fun times," she said grumpily. "But your coming with me!"
"WHAT?!" Cat began shaking her head uncontrollably. "Wha-what? No. No, Eva!" She began to whine, knowing that she would loose this argument. She always did.
"You know you'll lose," Eva cautioned. "You're coming with me!"
Cat stomped her foot, jokingly. "Fine...you big butt head." A smile suddenly emerged from Cat's frown.
"Hey, hey, hey," Both girls heard a large husky voice from behind them. It sent chills up their spines. Cat turned with Eva to see a man fitting to his voice. He was large and had a certain mystery to himself. "Aren't you guys from the Macaws?" and he knew them!
"Yes," said Eva, surprised, as a big bloke charged between Cat and herself. "We are."
"Mow somethin', and you be Powell, right?"
"Yes, we are," said Eva again.
"I be Kosiucstan Ullua, the official ref of these comin' games, but call me Kos." Kosiucstan Ullua? Cat thought to herself. Kosiucstan Ullua. Her head spun, letter spitting out of her ears, eyes and mouth. His name swirled her head and she suddenly felt dizzy.
"That's easier," Eva muttered under her breath and Cat let out a silent laugh, glad that she was not alone.
"Err. Hi.... Kos ." She looked at Eva a little confused as to why he was talking to them aside from a little small talk. Both Evangeline and Catarina shuffled to the side, trying not to be noticeable.
As he watched the two girls try to slip away, he charged before them. "Hey, hold on 'er! I ain't done yet!" Cat and Eva exchanged glances.
"S-sorry, but we have people to see." Her mind raced and stories of possible reasons to escaped were tossed around inside her head.
"Yeah, but I ain't done! You darn right famous you, Mow! And you, Powell? Well, I hadn't heard o' you since I read Witch Weekly...yesterday." Cat's heard ached as she thought of Abbott. It seemed that's all people knew her name for...the queen of tabloids. It didn't matter that she worked her arse off to be in the WizOlympics. All people wanted to know was the current state of 'Powell and Price's' rocky relationship!
"That's a nice thing to say to somebody!" Eva shouted indignantly. She linked arms with Catarina and squeezed it.
"Great." Cat spoke very sarcastically, but was thankful for her best friends's unconditional support.
"Well, what? What're you doin, Mow, hangin' out with a nobody like this 'un, here?" he pointed to Powell. "Trust me, move on to bigger and better things. You be right fine better with Joscelind Wadcock then 'er." He gestured to Cat.
"This 'nobody' is my best friend," Eva said quietly. Cat had noticed that she had a habit of getting quiet when she was really angry. She squeezed Eva's arm. She wanted to get away from this guy...referee or not!
"Yeah?" He growled. "Well you watch out on the field then, givin' me cheek." He scowled. "Or a foul just might slip into yer team's lil hands!"
"You're the referee, you're supposed to play fair!"
"Fair has come a long way, sis."
"Hey!" Cat remarked now extremely angered by this idiot.
"Ever tried playing fair under Kingsley Shacklebolt's eyes?" Evangeline spoke.
"I've reffed these games since god knows when. No one'll turn against me, not even old Shackles. Besides, I be givin' Kingsley a gift nowadays. He thinks I play fair, I send him a couple gold galleons, We got a little deal goin' on. And he's not gonna give up on me till I admit it. Which I never will." He smiled triumphantly. "Hear me, sis? NEVER."
"One complaint from a good player and who knows. I have pretty good friends down in the Daily Prophet and they'd love to hear my thoughts," Eva said coldly.
He trembled. "'Course, the Prophets gone corrupt. They don't care about blasted nothin!"
"Yeah, right," she snorted. "I saw that tremor of fear. Like you said, 'I darn right famous,'" she imitated his accent. "I have connections."
Cat laughed, knowing that Evangeline was right. "And like you said, I'm alllll over Witch Weekly. I could tell them anything I wanted and it would be on the front page the next morning."
"Just listen to this. I'm connected with all those other damned stars--if you give me any trouble, they'll be hot on your tail." He smirked. "I've had Rita Skeeter on my side since 2000!"
"Rita Skeeter." Cat huffed. "Doesn't she work for the ever so corrupt Daily Prophet?"
"Yeah, and she's like, eighty years old! She'll be going any day now."
"And since you're a star, especially at--" he snarled, "Quidditch, they know your weaknesses."
Just like Jones! Cat thought with a laugh. "I've got plenty of weaknesses and show them pretty clear. If they don't know them already they never will."
"And you!" He turned towards Cat. "You keep your funny little pie-hole shut. As I said before, you got connections with the Prophet, and so do I. One blasted insult come outta your mouth, and Rita'll be writin' a report on Powell: Player or Pickup?"
"Anyone in their right mind wouldn't listen to Rita Skeeter!" Eva defended Cat.
"No she damn right won't! Rita is under an immortal condition. She's not goin' anywhere."
"Who cares if she's a blasted animagus? I can squash that beetle or have Pierce do it for me," Eva replied coolly.
"He would enjoy it." Cat spat at Kos.
"Don't you see?" He held Evangeline and Cat to the wall with his strong fists. "Animagi aren't immortal! She's got another secret that you will never know!"
Eva rolled her eyes and pulled out her wand. "You dare?"
"I dare all right." He drew his wand and pointed it at Mow. "Your secrets will never escape after this...OBLIVIATE!" But Evangeline dodged the curse.
"I don't think so," Bri hissed suddenly emerging from the crowd of dancing athletes; flicking her wand and pinning Kos to the wall. "Now. What can I do with you, cockroach?"
Cat pulled out her wand now, waiting till another attack was casted.
"NO!" he roared. "OBLIVIATE!" Kos jumped out of Bri's grasp, heading for a seething Evangeline. He held her tight and ran upstairs, her dragging behind.
Cat ran after Eva and shouted to her best friend, throwing spells at Kosiucstan only for him to dodge them.
Eva tried to get out of his grip. "Cat!" she yelled. "Get...Abbott...or something!"
Any awkwardness, any discomfort had fled Catarina's mind. She made no second thoughts before going in search of Abbott, but it would be hard considering she hadn't seen Price all night long. "Alohomora!" Cat heard Kos unlock something upstairs and her search only became all the more urgent.
"ABBOTT!" She screamed helplessly and suddenly spotted him making friends with a few drinks. Oh, he wont help! She thought and ran back toward Eva and Bri who was now showing her more hardcore side to Kos.
"Come back here you bastard. Not finished kicking your ass!" Cat heard her shout and in her mind she prayed that Bri would finish Kos up before she ever had to see him again, but when Cat had made it to the top of the stairs she only found Bri trying to break down the locked door. Inside Evangeline had been thrown to the ground, only the token in Kos's sick games.
"Protego!" Cat heard Eva cast as she and Bri tried getting to Evangeline.
"Before your friends come and kill me," Kos said, seething, "I'll make sure that you don't spill any of my secrets."
"What secrets?!" Eva asked helplessly.
"Or maybe..." he smiled at a better idea. "Yep, I've got a better idea. "Folius!" Evangeline was then bound by thick ropes against a broom. "Now you have no choice but to watch helplessly." he let out a cackle.
She struggled. "CAT! BRI!" Eva screamed. He took Evangeline's wand from her and pointed it at it's very owner.
"Imperio!"
Eva suddenly overcame with a struggle. They had learned how to deflect the imperius curse. "It's illegal!" she choked out, trying not to let it get to her.
"That's right," He chortled. "Try and fight, weasel."
"I swear I'll beat you for this," she hissed, gaining control again.
"The Imperius Curse will eventually overcome you."
With Cat's help, Bri found her way to the broom cupboard, opened it. She now stood behind Kos, wand to his back. "Having fun? Now, it's my turn to have fun with you! Sectumsempra!"
"NO!" He felt a point of fear and then blood burst from his backbone, spilling onto the floor. He sank to his knees, blood flowing from every crack in his body. Five more cuts opened themselves up on his legs and chest.
"Don't hurt him too much..." Eva moaned, not able to feel anything. "Make it stop...it hurts..."
"I've been called bonkers and a bitch tonight. I feel like kicking someone's ass...yours will suffice." Bri grinned, firing a Bat Bogey hex. "Why, Mow." her heart sank, she wanted this demon to go where it belonged. "He hurt you. He should pay!"
"Protego---pro--pr..." Kos pointed his wand at his chest, but the blood-covered stick did nothing. "You'll never get away with it."
"Cat," Eva moaned. "I'm sorry, Cat, I-I didn't mean to." Then all of a sudden Cat awoke from what seemed like a trance. She felt as if all of this terror had been going on, but her hands had been tied when really only her fear and cowardly heart was all that was keeping the ropes around her hands tied.
"OW!" Kos roared, leaping to his feet. "I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF THIS NONSENSE! BY YOUR DAMN LAW I WILL ESCAPE!"
"Um...let's see....spell caster." Bri pointed at herself. "I will too damn well get away with it." Bri smirked. "Damn it."
He pointed his wand at Bri. "Expelliarmus!"
She cursed. "Give me back my wand...NOW!" A fire burned in her eyes.
Evangeline let out a sudden scream. "Dad, no--I'm sorry...I didn't....she...I couldn't....." Cat ran to her best friend and quickly untied the actual ropes keeping Eva hostage. Her words seemed familiar, almost like she had said them before. Eva's eyes flashed suddenly open and she leaped atop Kos ' back. "Give-me-my-wand!" She grabbed both her and Bri's wands and threw Bri hers back. They had him cornered.
He grinned toothlessly. "Sorry madams," he cooed, backing into the wall. "Here's your wands, misses." He backed up and then a thought occured. He smiled madly. "BYE!" And he disapparated.
Eva dropped to her knees. "Why I almost had him!" Bri exclaimed. "I wish he'd come back so I can show him not to mess with a Canadian!"
"No!" Catarina ran to where Kos had previously been standing and spun around as if she could still feel him there. She could! An evil essence swirled through the room, striking fear in Cat.
"He's...gone." Eva looked up to her two combat mates. Tears welled in her eyes and a helpless look overcame her.
There was a crack and then Kod appeared once more, back in the room. "You darned athletes, I've come back for my wand...and...my justice!" He searched the room and saw the three girls still standing there, looks of disgust on their faces.
And then Eva noticed his wand lying by Bri's foot, and she kicked her in the shin. "Get it," she hissed.
"Ah, there it is!" He walked over sullenly to Bri's foot. Eva took her chance and kicked him, hard. Bri grabbed up Kos's wand, a teasing smirk plastered upon her lips.
Cat's eyes noticed what Eva was doing and jumped in front of Kos, thinking of nothing else that she could to do help. She felt rather useless.
"OWW!" He roared. Not only was he covered in blood, but a sharp pain had stabbed him in the leg. His vision went blurry, but there was a girly blob in front of him.
"Looking for this? Son of a bitch, eh?" She grinned and took a chance, snapping it in half. "Oh, did I just do that?"
"Looking for your wand?" Eva sblack personed. "Try and get it."
"NO!" There was a snap. His vision cleared. "My--wand!!!"
Bri smiled innocently. "Too damn bad!" Then cursing him out in French.
"Maybe Ollivander might make a new one. Or Gregorivitch. Wait. They're DEAD."
"NOOOOO!!!" He cursed under his breath. "I'll be back." Kos disapparated...for good. No going back.
Eva grinned. "I think we did some justice."
"Ding dong! The bastard wizard is gone!" Bri sang and turned to Eva and Cat. They all celebrated their accomplishment, unaware that the battle had just only begun.
Written: December 27, 2008
Linked From: WizCatarina @ Xanga.com
Credits: JKR and her amazing brain came up with the sport Quidditch and all things related to Harry Potter (which WizOlympics is based on). My friends Rita and Aaron came up with the WizOlympics.