5th round: Just ginny V Fated4HP

~Fated skipped into the dueling arena, wearing a big sweet smile and holding his yew wand in his hand. He stopped a few feet in front of Ginny and then bowed gracefully.

"Hi Ginny, ready to duel? I know I am." He said with bright blue eyes shimmering. Then he realized that it was time to get started. And already his opponent was ready for him as she sent a most wicked spell-a disease-- spell at him.

~He blinked rapidly. "Oh dear...Protego Maximus!" (latin for maximum protection). It added to the protection of his already placed Disease Charm-which prevented from all deadly diseases. He giggled at her poor attempt but his laughter ceased as she conjured a bird made of water.~~
*I need to think.* He thought to himself. Then he smiled brightly, his dimples nearly glowing as he waved his wand around with a slow swish. The temperature drop drastically low, and as it did so he whispered "Congelo Unda Bird"(Freeze Water bird in latin) while pointing his wand at the water eagle. But before he could watch it turn to a frozen, ice statue, it turned into a ring on Ginny's finger.

"Awww..That would have made a lovely frozen eagle statue, Ginny." he smiled.

Then he cleared his throat and pointed his wand now at the sky and snow began to fall in heavy blankets. Once it was finished, He twirled his wand around and around slowly, watching snowballs form and a large snowman rose from the snow, and Fated got a wonderfully, inventive idea. "Tango!" He shouted waving his wand at the snowman. The snowman grabbed Ginny, and started to tango dance with her. Fated giggled as the snowman danced around with Ginny. "Having fun my evil twinny?" he called to her as he conjured "épicé confiserie" (a cup of hot chocolate in french) and sipped it while enjoying the sight.~~


(Impressive, Ginny. Much better than mine I'm sure. I'm trying though. This is rather hard)

(Yours is good-it made me laugh. I am NOT THAT CUTE AND BUBBLY AND DITSY!....am I? :shock: :| ::ginny: )

::Ginny began being twirled around by a snowman, and groaned. She had more important things to do-like kick Fated's butt. Unfortunately for the snowman, that meant he had to go.::

"handen van brand" (Hands of fire in dutch) ::Ginny felt her hands heating up drastically, and the snowman's hands began melting. She put a hand on his forehead::

"You look cold...gotta warm you up!" ::The snowman began melting in his forehead. Ginny then poked him in the stomach, legs, and arms. Soon, a wet pile of slush was where the snowman had been.::

"Pity-he had rhythm." ::Ginny then pulled out her wand and pointed it at herself.::

"warm lichaam" (Warm body in Dutch) ::She had to stay warm if she was going to win this battle-well, she WAS going to win, but it would be better to do it warm.::

"Amusing though that was-I'm not going to be distracted that easily. hete chocoladeplons!" (Hot chocolate splash in Dutch) ::Fated's hot chocolate began to take on a mind of its own as it splashed up and into his face. She winced-that stuff was probably scalding. But, Ginny didn't stop there.::

"stok om onder ogen te zien" (Stick to face in dutch) ::The hot chocolate became fused to his face. If he could concentrate long enough, then maybe he would be able to get it off. Maybe. Her eyes caught the disease still floating around above. Well, no use putting a good disease to waste, right?::

"ziekte in halsband!" (Disease in necklace) ::A deep amethyst necklace laced itself around her neck. By simply touching one of the jewels, the disease would be released once more-and leave her with a very nice fashion statement. It could also be called back in, but it could only be released and called back three times-after that, the disease lost its power and disippated into the air. Ginny looked over at her opponent::

"Are you warm? Do you want a blanket? I'm quite toasty over here, myself."

(Hey I'm not gonna lie but you do have your ditzy moments. And this is honesty just like I'm sure that I have my cocky ones. Anyway,I've been really studying your past battles so let's see what you think of this post.)


~Fated gasped as his hot chocolate spilled all over him, causing himself to be scalded and even worse it stuck to his face.~ "AGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" he screamed now running back and forth with the hot chocolate muffling his painful cries. He just knew that Ginny was getting a kick out of this.

He flailed his arms rapidly and reached up trying to pry the painfully hot chocolate from his frail delicate skin. It was no use!

"Oh great, think think..." He scolded himself. "I can't waste my energy trying to pry this off. I need to think." He continued muttering.

Then pointing his wand at his delicate features he spoke softly the words "nieograniczony z mi!" (unstick from me-polish) then as the chocolate fluttered off of his face he wiped his brow and mumbled "annwyd resistence"(cold resistance in Welsh) followed by "κολύβριον πουλί του φλόγα!" (Greek for humming birds of flame)

Close to twenty or so tiny humming birds made from fire fluttered out of the soft orange glow at the tip of his wand and flew over surrounding Ginny, pecking at her while tweeting loudly.
As Fated watched this he tapped his wand against his forehead reciting the incantation of "résister à l'incendie" (resist the fire-french) and smiled at her, his blue eyes twinkling. "I'm perfectly fine but it seems you have a bit of a little issue there, Ginny." He said with a light chuckle as he gestured at the little fiery humming birds.

((Fair enough, hehe))

"A bit." ::Ginny said with a grimace. She made sure they didn't get close enough so that her bracelet reacted to it-she needed those last eight charms. The red head flicked her wand as one of the birds made to grab her shoelace::

"bouclier de l'eau" (Water shield in French) ::Slowly, gracefully, a water shield began to form around her. Ginny was able to keep it up until about half of the birds had been put out. She wiped a hand on her forehead, and felt her ring scratch her slightly.::

"Ow, what?" ::The red head noticed that it was her eagle ring. Ginny smiled, this would work out perfectly. She turned to Fated::

"Sorry you couldn't meet my bird friend before, perhaps I should introduce you two." Ginny tapped her ring lightly with her wand, whispering::

"libérez l'oiseau" (Release the bird in French) ::A burbly cry was heard, and the water eagle floated out of her ring. Ginny pointed at the hummingbirds, and with a slight nod, the eagle began extinguishing the rest of the hummingbirds. When it had finished, she returned it to the ring::

"retournez l'oiseau" (Return to bird) ::Ginny then faced Fated, beginning to feel confident about the pace of the duel. He was a formiddable opponent, but, if she was going down at all-which she wasn't-she was going down witha fight. And a good one at that.::

"développez-vous fongueux" (Grow fungus) ::Ginny pointed her wand directly at Fated's feet. Although she couldn't see it, she knew that slowly, painful fungus was growing in between his toes-so painful, he soon would have a great amount of difficulty walking::

~Fated sighed then looked down at his feet. He shook his head and pointed his wand at the ground "Cleansing Basin!" He shouted. Suddenly a large bathtub filled with sparkling bright blue liquid appeared.He then took off his shoes and robes and holding his wand, he got into the tub.. ~

~The water was nice and warm and much needed as he'd not had a nice, hot cleansing enchanted type of bath in quite a while. He relaxed letting his fungus covered feet heal and the enchantment soon withered away. With a happy sigh, he glanced to Ginny, then his eyes wided as he remembered he was in the tub and She was there watching.

"AGH!!!!!!!!" He screamed, then swished his wand around "No See me Curtain!" He created a waterfall like curtain around the tub so that peeping Ginny couldn't see him. ~Now fuming about how rude it was to watch someone bathing, he flicked his wand around and shouted " Pesky Pixie Pandemonium!!" ~~

~A swarm of cornish pixies flew out of the tip of his wand and fluttered over the waterfall shower curtain, and flew at Ginny. ~~

"That shall teach you to be peeping in on me!" he said loudly as he picked up a wash rag and began lathering himself up with elemental protective soap. It protected against, fire, unfriendly water spells, air, and earth spells. He grinned proudly and began humming a tune as he scrubbed his toesies.

"Singing in the bathtub, relaxing all day
letting all my troubles go swimming down the drain."

~He then changed the song.~

"Up where they walk, up where they run, up where the hippos lay in the sun!!!!!!!
Wandering free, Wish I could be, Part of that world!!" He paused to scrub his face.~

Then continued~

"I don't know when, I don't know how, but I'm going to win this duel right now,
Watch and you'll see, Someday I'll be, King of this Worrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrld!!"

~He finally rinses off, and then magically dries off and gets dressed in fresh new clothes~~

~He parts open the waterfall curtain, and smiles seeing poor Ginny still battling against the pixies. He gives an innocent grin then points his wand at a butterfliy fluttering by. It suddenly grows into a large, monsterious size and Fated giggles as he climbs up on its back. "Okay Fluttery, take to the air. Knowing my opponent, she favors keeping her two feet planted on the ground. Hmm not a bad idea..." He pointed his wand down at Ginny's feet. "Rootoris!!" Ginny's feet turn into roots that bury themselves deep into the ground. "Now, I wonder how she will get out of that"

(I'm sooo used to using dark spells, heh but this cutesy stuff is what you do. Hahaha and you do cutesy stuff like sing I'm learning a lot about you. :D )

((Lol yes I guess I do sing a bit...))

::Ginny HAD looked away when Fated had been bathing, but apparently he had some elemental soap in his eyes or something. She began swiping at all of the pixies, her eyes narrowed in concentration. Then Ginny realized she had her wand and chuckled darkly.::

"You should've taken this away from me. elektrischer Tod!" (Electric Death in German) ::She jabbed her wand at a pixie, and her wand made a charging noise and zapped a lemon yellow colored bolt into the abdomen of the pixie Its electrified body fell to the ground. The once blue pixie was no longer recognizable, as the color had changed to a dark and dismal black. Ginny laughed.::

"That was fun. elektrischer Tod! elektrischer Tod!" ::She began quickly taking care of the remaining six pixies. Then, Ginny, her feet locked into the ground looked up at Fated on his butterfly with a glare. It had beautiful gossamer pink and blue wings-and she hated pink and blue. It never went quite right with black. Or green. Ginny glared up at the gorgeous butterfly and its cutesy rider. She would have to fix this picture.::

"zerstören Sie Flügel!" (Destroy Wings in German) ::Ginny slashed her wand through the air, first over the right wing, and then over the left. With an ear splitting tear, both of the butterflies wings were torn from its body. But the butterfly did not make a sound, not one sound at all. Its body simply crashed to the ground, and Fated along with it.::

"Now now, don't scramble away on me now. Schrei des Teufels!" (Cry of the Devil in German) ::Fated's ears were then filled with the sounds of the millions of souls in purgatory who would never reach heaven. Ginny watched him, arms folded, then she realized her feet were still in the ground.::

"Can't have that. freie Füße." (Free Feet in German) ::The dirt melted away from her feet, and Ginny twisted them to make sure they were still working. They were. She looked to Fated, pondering.::

"You know. I'm not quite satisfied with this. begrabenes lebendiges." (Buried Alive in German) ::Ginny's spell would cause Fated to believe that he was buried alive, joining the owners of the screams now echoing in his ears. She knew that if he ever got out of that-which was funny, because she didn't believe he could-he'd not be in a happy mood. So Ginny protected herself by enforcing the magic on her jewelry.::

"alter Schutz" (Ancient protection in German) ::Her jewels and charms glowed dark green, and then returned to their normal silvery luster. Ginny smirked.::

"Okay, let's see how you can deal with what I've dealt you." ::She whispered to the form of her opponent::

((I'M SO SORRY BUTTERFLY AND PIXIES!!! *cries*))

(Whoa...violent! heh not bad. You've actually impressed me.)


~With a horrified gasp, Fated watched as the pixies and butterflys was slaughtered mercilessly by the evil that Ginny had unleashed. His soft blue eyes watered and a few tears escaped them. "How cruel..." he breathed sadly. Then he walked past the poor dead creatures, determined to avange them as he looked at Ginny. He flicked his wand onto his wrist. Suddenly a thick silver bracelet appeared on his wrist. He then tapped his wand against the bracelet creating four charms. "Masse, Luft, Wasser, Feuer!!" (earth, air, water, and fire in German) each of the charms lit up with a color cordinating with the elements he'd just summoned. Then he tapped his wand against the bracelet once more and said "Tag der Himmel!" (Day of the Heavens in german) A fifth charm appeared on the bracelet glowing with a bright white light. But Fated wasn't done yet. He pointed the tip of his wand at his neck and a silvery chain appeared around it. As if its shimmering appearance wasn't enough, He tapped the necklace and chanted "Ich benenne den Wächtergreif zu meinem Hilfsmittel!!"(I call the guardian griffin to my aid-German)a silver pendant in the shape of a griffin appeared dangling around his neck.~

~However, as soon as he turned back to face his opponent, he was suddenly overcome by voices.Crying souls of the dead, unable to reach the gates of heaven. Luckily, his Day of the Heavens charm had appeared. But he was then suddenly filled with not only the horrible voices, but the feeling of being burried alive.He suddenly began crying out as if he too were being burried alive, unable to reach the gates of Heaven.~ But suddenly, his Day of the Heavens charm produced a bright light, one that was filled with warmth, and life. He realized that this was one of the many abilities of the magical charm.
But still he was unable to think clearly for the voices were crying out. Screaming, praying, begging, ...And suddenly, through the shrills and howls of the voices, Fated realized what must be done. Though the souls would never be able to reach the gates of Heaven, they COULD find peace if someone where to help them.
With a slow nod of understanding, Fated looked down at his glowing charm and then closed his soft, blue,eyes.
And the words, like a glimmer of hope, came into his mind as they danced from upon the holy breeze in which they had been sent.
Fated felt his body filling with warmth, allowing himself to take on the illuminous bright light, feeling it flow through his body, through his fingertips and his toes.

~Tingling with the sensation of purity, of peace, and love, he found the strength to harness the power. The cry of the souls in purgatory soon began to diminish and from his mouth, flowed words he'd never dreamed to speak.

"Für die gequälten Seelen und den Himmel haben sie nicht gefunden. Lassen Sie meine Gebetmühelosigkeit ihre Schreie, lassen Sie sie im Boden friedlich stillstehen!"

(It's German-For the tortured souls and heaven they've not found. Let my prayers ease their cries, let them rest peacefully in the ground.)

And the final cry of the final soul slipped into a void of silence. And with his prayer, Fated's feeling of being burried alive was gone.
As the holy light faded from his body, He turned his gaze to Ginny once more.

"Very...evil my dear twinny." He said, as his eyes studied her reaction to what he'd just done. "But you see, evil will never triumph as long as someone as good as me, is here to save the day." He pointed his wand at Ginny. "Überwunden mit Schuld" (Overcome with Guilt-German) blasting her with a florescent orange light. The souls of the creatures she'd just killed would haunt her in her mind. But Fated wasn't going to stop there.

"Let's see if you can actually harm your own kind" He swished his wand drawing a 'B' in the air followed by a zigzag line across it. "Fliegenbabydachse!" (flying baby badgers-german) Nearly 20 baby badgers with angel like wings began appearing around Ginny, and started swooping at her and biting.

Seeing that Ginny was going to have her hands full, he chuckled and decided to see just what evil scheme she had in mind that would get her out of this prediciment.~~

(Well now that my personal life's goal has been completed.)

::Ginny watched as her twin copied her style of using jewelry to protect her. She shook her head, not exactly imagining Fated to be the type to wear jewelry-well, you do learn something new everyday. The red head found amusement in watching the emotions of pain chase across his face. It was about time he realized how badly people could suffer. Her brown eyes widened when he freed himself-and the souls. Ginny became incensed with anger, but could not do much more for the guilt spell he sent at her throttled her in the stomach, knocking her to the ground. She lifted her face up, and felt blood trickle down her forehead-she'd hit a rock. Ginny raised her face, not feeling any guilt-the ancient protection she had bestowed upon her necklace before he had attacked thankfully had protected her against the guilt spell-although it had paid its own price. She gingerly got up, now understanding why that spell was called part of the "Dark Arts". The red head cried out as the badgers began attacking her. She looked up at the badgers maliciously, but in her heart of hearts-even she couldn't destroy such cute little creatures.::

"Misvorm!" (Disform in Dutch)::She cried, waving her wand at the darned fuzzy and cute creatures that were now creating her own personal world of pain. The red head gasped as the blows ceased, and her brown eyes watched as each tiny badger body was twisted and contorted, the bones stretched, the organs morphed, the shape changed. And before her was no longer a cute, innocent little baby badger-but an odd black scaly creature with small blood red eyes. The legs had become short, and stumpy, with four sickly maroon claws on each foot. The body was neither long, nor short, but lumpy, as if parts of the bones were mere centimeters from its thick scaly skin. The face was nowhere near the sweetness of a badger, stunted, and waxy like. It's nose was snout-like, short, and an ugly brown. Ginny smirked, although she couldn't ever hurt badgers, these odd little creatures with sharp yellow teeth were another matter. She grinned maliciously and pointed her wand at the closest deformed little badger.The red head relished the moment during which the demon looked up at her, in sort of an angry glare, and began to launch itself at her. Ginny's reflexes, perfected from years of Quidditch, kicked in.::

"nooit beëindigend dood!" (Never ending death in Dutch) ::The badger that was not a badger twisted and turned as it felt the pain of death again and again. The red head watched coldly, without any emotion. Ginny simply cast them on the rest of the creatures. She turned to face her twin, kicking aside three of the writhing bodies on the ground. Her red hair, before lustrous and smooth, was dirty looking and fell limp on her shoulders. Ginny glared at him with narrowed brown eyes.::

"And now, it's your turn. het bijten sensatie!" (Biting sensation) ::This spell, one taught to her by Malfoy himself, made one feel as though every pore, every folicle was being bitten my sharp little vampire teth. Ironically, it was what it felt like to be bitten by a baby badger. Ginny, of course, could not stop there, she was much too accomplished a duelist to leave it there. She knew that Fated, a slytherin, obviously worhshipped Voldemort. Well, let's see how he does with Voldemort's pain... The red head thought sadistically, a cruel smirk crossing her pale freckled face.::

"De pijn van Voldemort" (Voldemort's pain in Dutch) ::Fated would now experience, moment for moment, exactly what the Dark Lord felt when his soul was ripped from his body in the attempt to kill Harry. Ginny frowned, somehow, she wasn't quite done, and she looked down at the writhing not badger figures around her. She smirked, a chilling look in her normally warm brown eyes.::

"Sectumsempra!" ::Ginny severed each limb of each and every creature there. She was taking out her frustration at this duel out on them-the poor things. As blood slowly began to flood the dueling field, she grew bored. When the last leg was chopped off, she sighed. Now her field was bloody, and covered with annoying bodies. The red head calmy flicked her wand::

"bloed waterval! (Blood waterfall in dutch)" ::The mass of dark red-close to the color of her hair- blood levitated into the air, and with a sharp flick, was dumped onto Fated's body-which was probably wracked with enough phsyical pain. The blood would contine to fall as long as the blood remained on the groundNow it was time to deal with the near death badgers around her::

"AVADA KEDAVRA!" ::The red head ended the dratted thing's suffering-not because she felt remorse, but because it was getting annoying to hear the sound of crunching bones wherever she went. Besides, Ginny needed the playing field clean for when she dragged her opponent across by a pink rope, corkscrew and rusty knife in hand.::

"But that will come later." ::she whispered maliciously.:: "Evanesco!" ::The red head got rid of all of the odies.

(It's exhausting being evil....all translations in dutch)

Fated's eyes were wide with horror, gasping in disbelief as the precious furry little badgers contorted into vile disgusting little beings. He felt his breath catch in his throat as he watched her slay them mercilessly. Up until now, he'd never witness such brutality from the red head girl, but now he saw the true malice she had in the depths of her soul. He pointed his wand at her, but before he could utter a word he suddenly felt a series of intense pain. He felt a biting sensation creeping along his body and then winced slightly as he tried to reach up and stop whatever it was from biting him. But he found nothing physical to grab. The teeth, like needles piercing his fine flesh were invisible, and not making any physical marks. He was about to try to blow it off and concentrate when suddenly the feeling of pure agony washed over him. Voldemort's agony.
The pain was much more intense and he let out a loud scream of pain. ~

~Unfortunately, he opened his mouth at the wrong time for a waterfall of blood came pouring down up on him. He nearly drowned as it splashed into his mouth, nose and eyes. He lunged forward on he hands and knees coughing violently and vomiting blood that he'd accidentally swallowed. He felt the pressure of the mounting bloody waterfall crash down upon his back with furious intensity. He vomited again and his body now writhing in pain, his elbows and knees doing all the could to hold him up. The biting sensations were no longer bothering him as much for now the pain of Voldemort was coursing through his body. His body was becoming fragile and frail as he was struck with such dark enchantments.~

~He groaned as he felt hopelessness wash over him. How was he supposed to escape this? How could he possibly win against such strong spells? And then, a thought hit him. He closed his eyes and mumbled an enchantment that he'd heard a long time ago.~~
"L'ultima pulizia della malvagit, espelle la malvagit dentro, cessa
la tortura e lo ha lasciato guarire!!" (It is italian for "Ultimate Cleansing of Evil, Expel the evil within, cease the torture and let me heal!")

~As the waterfall of blood continued to fall upon his frail body, the pain of Voldemort and the biting sensations were gone. But now there was a very bad side effect. Fated could not see. His eyes having been coated with blood had now become irritated and infected and oozy causing him vision problems. And though he could think clearly again, Fated still have the weight of the blood holding him down. He did not dare to look up at it. His breathing was severely heavy, he could make out the figure of his opponent just across the way, she looked quite pleased at his misfortune. He reached for his wand but the blood waterfall was falling down so rapidly that it slipped right through his fingers and became lost in the bloody puddle that was now formed around him. It looked as though the waterfall of blood would surely be his end.~

~And then his strength gave way and he fell face first into the blood. He lay on his stomach as the waterfall continued to flow and finally cover him completely.~
~As he lay there on the bloodsoaked there came an image into his head. Blood. When exposed to the air it was red and thick but when beneath skin it was blue and was almost frozen looking. Then the answer came to him. Skin.~

~He started feeling around quickly for his wand that had been submerged beneath the watery pools and now he needed to find it and fast. He knew a way to stop the bloody waterfall.~

~Then he found his wand and gripped it tightly for it was really slippery now. He pointed it upwards, keeping his head down as he recited the incantation
"Peau de couverture et chair de tour à lapider!!" ("Cover Skin and turn Flesh to Stone"-French)

~He suddenly felt the waterfall of blood slowly lessening and as it didn't feel so heavy he slowly risked a glance up above him.
He saw human skin slowly working its way around the blood, like it was constricting it and as the skin completely entrapped the blood, Fated watched what happened next. The blood that had been so red and thick had now turned blue and then as it had done so, the skin began to fade from a soft peach color. It took on a deep grey rugged look as it was turned to stone. Fated then gasped and rolled out of the way as the extremely heavy chunk of stone came plummeting down towards the ground. It landed with a crash and shattered into pieces.~
~Fated took a moment to catch his breath and slowly got up off the ground. Seeing that he'd faced all of the enchantments and had defeated them, his gaze slowly shifted to Ginny.~
"I see you do have a very malicious, evil side to you, dear twinny." He cleared his throat and then pointed his wand at her~
"Transformez en tracteur à chenilles, la taille d'un dixième de dollar. Gardez vos puissances magiques mais gelez dans les sables du temps"
(French for : ""Transform into a caterpillar, the size of a dime. Keep your Magical powers but freeze in the sands of time")

As he watched the spell take effect he grinned.Ginny shrunk and turned into a green catapillar and then as that happened, a huuuuuuuuge hour glass appeared and she found herself stuck at the bottom of it as golden grains of sand began to pour down upon her.~
~ He then looked at his blood covered body and groaned. "Ugh this was my best outfit too." ~sighs and scourgifies himself and then watches to see what Ginny will do~

(It is more exhausting for me to be good than evil...heh whewwww)

::Ginny watched boredly as Jesse began writhing in the blood. After unemotionally watching so many badger demons die, the suffering of one boy-who she could not even see very well-did nothing to her. She actually conjured herself a chair to sit in while she waited for him to find a way out of his pain.::

“Chaise confortable,” (comfortable chair in French) ::In a flash of yellow light, it landed softly on the floor of the dueling area. The chair itself was green and velvety with satin black cushions. The red head superlatively brushed it off with one hand and settled herself comfortably on top of it.::

“A Healing Spell? Quite clever, Fated, clever.” ::Ginny noted this to herself and decided that she would have to find a way around one of those the next time. She would have to inflict some sort of harm upon him that he could not “heal” away. It was then that he transformed all of the blood into stone, which shattered on the ground. The red head covered her face, but one of the shards cut her on the arm. Strange, it was surprisingly sharp…::

“Are you surprised, Fated? I thought you’d be proud of me.” ::she said with a small smile. But, she ceased smiling when she was a small caterpillar inside a gigantic hourglass. Ginny dodged piece of sand after piece of sand, her mind working fast as her many legs. She had to get out of there, the sand was piling up, and fast.::

::It was then that she remembered that all around the Dueling Field were sharps of the sharp blood glass that Fated had created. How foolish of him not to clear that up. Crawling the right most corner of the hourglass. With one of her miniscule legs she held up her tiny tiny wand. Ginny was about to cast the spell she had thought of, but stopped. She had to do something else first.::

“Peau impenetrable” (Impenetrable skin) ::Her soft green catepillar’s body toughed. It became so tough that not even the sharpness of a diamond would be able to cut through it. The Ginnypillar smiled, it would be a shame to lose this glass lovely protection when she got out of there, but sacrifices must be made for the greater good. The greater good being that she acted evilly and made sure that Fated lost miserably at this duel he didn’t even have a chance in in the first place. Once more, she raised her small wand…::

“Roche de perforation,” (Piercing rock) ::As is magnetically drawn to the large glass object she was in, the hundreds of shards raised off of the ground and pointed directly at her cage of glass. She gave her wand a quick flick, and all at once the shards broke through the glass. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Fated standing in the path of many of the glass pieces. Sighing, she decided to cut him a break.::

“Tessons de gel,” (Freeze shards) ::Every piece of rock and glass froze where it was, so that the air around them glittered. It was beautiful and deadly at the same time. Ginny then turned her wand on herself, done with being a teeny caterpillar::
“Revenez à la normale” (Return to normal) ::Ginny stretched and returned to her normal self. The small hairs on her caterpillar body shortened, and shiny red hair grew back on her head. The many eyes she had possessed before merged to form two sparkling brown ones. And the many legs that had helped her dodge the sand in the hourglass, turned into two arms and legs. A torso was formed, and she was a witch again. With a smirk on her face, Ginny began walking towards Fated, the glass and rock shards merely bouncing off her skin, which was still as touch as it had been before. She stopped in front of him.::

“Bit unexpected wasn’t that? Sorry about the outfit, I’ll buy you a new one as a consolation prize for when I beat you. This duel isn’t over yet.” ::Ginny motioned with her wand towards the chair she had sat in before.::

“Mouvement!” (Move) ::The chair followed the path of her wand, to directly behind Fated. With a flick of her wand she cleaned off all of the shards it had gathered on its journey over to behind him.::

“Nettoyez les tessons. No need to cause any extra discomfort…yet” (Clean off shards) ::The red head smiled at her twin and pushed him with her left hand on top of the chair.::

“Now, don’t move. You won’t will you? Of course not. But just to make sure…cordes indestructible de toile d'araignée,” (Indestructible spider web ropes) ::Around Fated’s neck, wrists, ankles, and stomach, spiders began crawling and creating binding ties to make sure he didn’t move. The red head knew of his fear of spiders and decided to use it to her advantage. Her brown eyes glittered maliciously as she watched him.::

“Oh, don’t worry. I’ll get rid of those nasty things as soon as they’re done. Oh look, they are. Invisible à destine,” (Invisible to Fated)

::Ginny had made the spiders disappear, true enough. But to Fated they appeared invisible, while she could still clearly see them, crawling all over his head, arms, lap and shins. THAT must be an uncomfortable sensation. She paced in front of him, uncertain what to do next.::

“Let’s see…what do with you…” ::The red head murmured softly. Then, Ginny remembered an incident involving a licorice lizard attacking her face in a previous duel. Oh, he’d pay for that one…::

“Araignée de sucre,” (sugar spider) ::The pure white creature flew into Fated’s face, and began crawling all over his face..::

“Alimentation de force” (Force feed) ::The spider’s thin but strong legs forced open his mouth, and Ginny merely watched as it began to push itself down Fated’s throat slowly.::

“Hopefully you’ll get over your fear by the end of this, twinny dearest.”


((Sorry Jesse but you knew it was coming...hehe))

~Fated was suddenly filled with an overwhelmingly disgusted feeling and tried to force his mouth closed but unfortunately Ginny knew his weakness and his spells too easily. He began to gag and sputter as he felt the hairy eight legs of the arachnid slowly creeping down his esophogus~He couldn't speak, he couldn't move all he could do was sit there horrified beyond all horrifying things.~~~~~~

"Agh!! AGH!!!!!!!!!" He began to scream but just the reverbirating of his vocal chords made him feel that nasty little beast inside his throat and he wanted so badly to vomit. He felt the spiders all over his body but he could not see them and began to panic. *WHY SPIDERS!!!* he thought frantically.
Fated could face any foe, and anything else thrown at him but spiders...were his worse fear. He was shaking in fear, sweating profusely and tears were pouring from his eyes. He couldn't do it. He couldn't fight anymore...not spiders! Why couldn't they be evil monsters or trolls or even Fluffy or a dragon but why spiders...He knew he had to stop crying and pull himself together but how could he? All he could do was sit there helplessly tied down to a chair as invisible spiders crawled over him and one taking its sweet bloody time crawling down his throat.Then he looked down at the chair he was sitting in. He then remembered that though he was bound to the chair with indestructible ropes, his wand was still in his hand. He tried to speak but the spider in his throat made it nearly impossible to speak. If only he could do something about that disgusting little beast...Then he thought of something. Using his fingers to turn the wand tip towards himself, he forced out two very faint words "puke slugs"
And then suddenly there was an uncomfortable churning in the pit of his stomach. The stomach acids were bubbling and he could feel his mouth watering now as the sensation to vomit became strong. He tried to lean forward but the webs held him in place and all he could do was tilt his head down just a little bit. And then he felt it, warm, thick liquid accompanied by something grotesque and slimy making its way up his throat! He felt the the spider's movement cease as the liquid rushed up his esophogus. He let out a painful whimper as suddenly his mouth opened and his head jerked painfully forward as he vomited chunks of food, liquid, slugs and the spider out and right onto Ginny! What an aim he had. He knew it wouldn't physically do anything to her but it would gross her out and that was his motive.~~~
~With the spider now dislodged from his throat, Fated looked down at himself. He could still feel the creepy little invisible arachnids all over him. He then looked to the webs that still held him. If he couldn't break them, he'd have to do something else. He gripped his wand tightly and tapped the side of the chair. "Transformez à Jello"(french for "transform to jello") the chair shifted and contorted and slowly transfigured into a spongy glompy jiggly orange block of jello. The spiderwebs fell away as they had nothing solid to latch onto. Fated looked down to see that there was movement now inside of the jello and discovered that the spiders had fallen off of him and were now entrapped into the jello. Fated jumped up and immediately walked to Ginny~ "Nice try twinny, you did your best now it's my turn!" He said almost vengefully as his blond hair fluttered wildly in the breeze and his blue eyes gleamed with mischief intent. He pointed his wand at the ground behind her ""spacchi la terra a parte"(split the earth apart-italian) The ground shook violently and split wide open "Albero di aumento della sorte avversa" (Rise tree of doom-italian) and as the great tree rose from out of the ground it's roots became unearthed, and reached out and wrapped around Ginny. "Now dear twinny, I know of your fear as well" He smirked and pointed his wand to the sky. " Il tuono disastroso feroce della terra e del lampo viene avanti dalla tempesta che convoco!"(Fierce Lightning and Earth shattering Thunder come forth from the storm I summon!-italian)
The storm came at his whim and Fated watched Ginny's face wash over with disbelief and fear. The storm wasted no time at forming and large bolts of lightning flashed dangerously close to Ginny as they hit the ground.
"Oh how rude of me, you can't possibly get a good view of the storm from way down here on the ground. Here, let me help you get a closer look" He said as he pointed to the tree "Alzila in su!"(Lift her up-italian) He commanded and the tree still keeping her wrapped in its roots lifted Ginny way up above it to where now she was forced to face the storm head on. He wasn't done yet though, ohhh no, one thing left to do.
"Accio Ginny's wand!"
Her wand flew from her grasp and landed in the palm of Fated's hand and he smiled proudly.~

::Ginny’s arms flew to her face to protect herself from the puke, but luckily she didn’t need to fear. Her fire charm burnt the vomit to ash, which landed in a small, neat pile at her feet. Although the red head was spared from the sickly fate, the smell was not entirely appeasing. Her brown eyes squinted in disgust and she covered her mouth to keep from vomiting herself.::

“How lovely, Fated.” ::she murmured sarcastically. Ginny watched as he managed to elude her spiders. She smiled proudly. Good, I don’t need some sort of sissy man to fight against. It will mean more work but I’ll just feel that much more accomplished when he loses. Pity he had to go so soon… Ginny’s thoughts were soon interrupted however, when the earth shook and she lost her balance. She gasped slightly, as she hit the ground hard, scraping both her knees. Ginny grimaced and regained her balance.::

“Watch what you’re doing you little-oh, whoa!” ::Her red hair spilled into her face so she couldn’t see as she was lifted up. She screamed slightly in surprise, and when she was blinded no more, the first thing to greet her eyes was the crooked strike of the first bolt of lightning. Her shriek of shock and terror echoed around the dueling chamber, and she covered her eyes. Then came the first blast of thunder, and Ginny’s hands flew to her ears. She knew she shouldn’t be acting so foolishly and childishly, but unfortunately Fated knew her own fear as well as she knew his. One thing was for sure-she wouldn’t be able to concentrate if each clap of thunder sent her into a panic attack.::

“Donnerstörblock,” (Thunder noise block) ::Her brown eyes closed in concentration as she tapped her wand on each of her ears. Ginny watched, shaking, as a lightning bolt touched the earth, scorching a spot near the tree. She saw a pebble rumble next to the tree. Ginny smirked with satisfaction. The brown eyed girl focusing, her wand pointed at the branch of the tree, planning to sever it with a tricky charm. But with a flash of bright light, a bolt of lightning struck the tree and she fell to the ground on her back. As Ginny fell, her wand flew to Jesse, but she barely noticed as the breath had been knocked out of her.::

“Ow, ow ow ow ow ow ow,” ::Ginny muttered the words over and over like some deadly curse. She gingerly got up and dusted herself off, examining her body for bruises. Although she couldn’t be sure, she felt as though a rib had been damaged in some way, because it hurt to breath. Ginny raised her wand arm furiously, planning to fire every curse and hex possible at Fated. But the piece of wood she raised wasn’t a wand, it was a twig that had fallen with her and she had picked up when she had risen. Her eyes widened, and Ginny’s looked to see that Fated had it, and was holding it quite smugly. The look on her face darkened.::

“Perhaps you’re getting too clever for your own good. Oh well, I can do well enough without my wand.” ::She ripped the necklace that held the deadly disease in it off of her neck. With her other hand, she reached into her pocket and pulled out her Passion Fruit lip gloss that she had purchased in a vulgar muggle shop called Victoria’s Secret. She knelt down on the ground as she screwed the cap off of the gloss. With all the force she could muster, she smashed the jewel on the ground and cupped her hand over the disease that was spreading out of the jewel rapidly and her lipgloss. As she did this, Ginny murmured::

“Übergangskrankheit zum Lippenglanz” (Transfer disease to lip gloss) ::After a moment the red head gingerly opened her hands. The remnants of the necklace fell to the ground and her lip gloss had changed from a rich pink to a dark purple. It was a shame, but she was willing to make sacrifices to ensure her victory. Ginny took a deep breath and applied it to her lips. She felt an odd tingling, but thankfully the protection installed against the caster of the charm from the potent disease. She pushed her red hair out of her face and slipped an ice charm off of her bracelet and threw it on the ground. In the release of ice magic she shouted.::

“Eingefroren in der Zeit,” (Frozen in Time) ::To prevent her blonde opponent from moving, she gave up the charm, and Fated was frozen in its icy clutches. Slowly, smirking seductively she strutted over to the frozen Fated. Her brown eyes blinked slowly as she snaked her arms around his neck.::

“Surprised?” ::Ginny asked, but Fated couldn’t respond, he was frozen. In a low breath she murmured.::

“Kuß des Schicksals des Gifts” (Destiny’s Kiss of Poison) ::The tingling on her lips grew stronger, and before it could fade away she kissed Fated. Moments later she pulled away, taking her wand from his hand, as it had grown slack. Learning from her mistake last time, Ginny also snatched his wand away as well.::

“Don’t think about bragging about that though, there’s a price to pay. Oh, and thank your girlfriend for the poison kiss idea. She’s mentioned it to me a couple times and I decided to give it a try. You like?” ::The red head smirked and blew him a kiss from across the dueling field. As long as the poison was fresh on his lips, there was only one way he could free himself from it. And that one way was something that a frozen person wouldn’t be able to do.::

"I hate to leave a job unfinished..." ::Her brown eyes rolled to the skies and she saw another crackle of lightning strike the ground. Ginny smirked, knowing just what to do. Putting Fated's wand deep into her pocket, she flicked her own in a circle, chanting.::

"reflektierender Blitzspiegel" (Reflecting Lightning Mirror) ::Into Ginny's hands fell a large, silver, parabolic style mirror. She positioned it at the correct angle, took a deep breath and said.::

"kommen Blitzschlag" (Come lightning strike) ::She only had to wait just a moment before the bolt smacked into the mirror, sending her back a few steps, but the bolt kept its course. And its course was it heading straight at Fated::



((All translations were from German))

~Fated watched as Ginny escaped from the tree aided by a blast from his own lightning storm. *Curses..* he thought as he shook his head but then he took a calming breath trying to think of something.
However before he could, he watched as she called forth power from her ice charm and gasped feeling his body freeze at the moment. Though frozen, Fated could still see and feel. He then quirked a brow as suddenly Ginny's harsh manner faded away and as she moved towards him, he noticed the rather seductive look she was giving him.
And then he felt her hands slide up around his neck as she leaned in closer. He felt his breath catch in his throat and swallowed nervously at her strange sudden actions.
Then before he could find his voice, she moved in and kissed him on the lips. He hadn't expected anything like this and the urge to kiss her back was there yet somehow it was not what he wanted. And then he remembered his girlfriend, how soft and warm her kisses were, how she made him want to melt...But this...this was not her. This was not Jess but Ginny his opponent!!!
That's when he realized the feel of her lips. Against his, they were not warm and soft but more decietful and icy and...suddenly he felt a strange stinging coated his lips and as she pulled away he watched the sinister look return to her face.
His lips began bubbling and cracking painfully. He still couldn't move as the sound of fizzing could be heard. His lips now stung with Ginny's poison. And if that wasn't bad enough a bolt of lightning was flying towards him at incredible speeds and one more thing that had him at a disadvantage...he'd lost his wand.

Fated tried to move, tried to wiggle his fingers.He felt his lips bubbling with poison but knew not to lick them or swallow his saliva for he'd risk swallowing the poison. There had to be some way out of this....
*Think Jesse Think* he mentally scolded himself. Then a burning sensation tickled his wrist and he remembered he still had his charms as well. He tried to concentrate to draw out the power of fire to unfreeze himself. He mentally thought of the incantation "Flamos of Apollo" and the warmth almost like the sun, now flowed through him as his wrist was able to now move. He slowly thawed the rest of himself and then saw that a huge lightning bolt was flying right at him. He didn't have his wand and as he tried to think of a quick spell. *Absorbo*he mentally thought. (to absorb)
Crash~~the lightning bolt crashed into him and he hit the ground.
His body writhed from the painful strike and he lay there with his breathing rapid and his heart racing. But then he felt a strange sensation through his body and grinned. He got to his feet marching towards Ginny. He then stopped just in front of her and held out both his hands to her. "Discharge!" He sneered allowing to lightning that he'd absorbed to come flying out of his hands and crash into Ginny. He smirked as he watched her face flush with disbelief then watched her crumble to the ground. As she lay there, he snatched up his wand that had fallen from her clutches. "Sneaky Ginny " He commented as he pointed his wand down at her. "In Felinus corpre transmuto!" (turn into a cat-latin)he said blasting her with a yellow light. Ginny's body twisted and contorted and shifted into a tiny tiny orange kitty cat that could fit in the palm of Fated's hand. He picked her up and held her in his hand. "Awww what a pretty kitty you are." He then noticed her purse lying on the floor a good foot away "Accio GInny's purse" it flew to him as his command and he opened it up. As she lunged forward to scratch him, he mumbled "Bubble trap" and Ginny the kitty was entrapped in a magical floating bubble in the air. He then opened her purse, ignoring her mews and hisses that he assumed were rude insults, and started emptying her things on the ground "Hmm...interesting you have a picture of me in your purse. You know, that give me an idea. I've always wanted a male twin.." He put the picture on the ground and pointed his wand at it "De cette élévation d'image ma jumelez-, et laissez-nous les deux équipe vers le haut sur le genièvre!!" (French-From this picture rise my twin, and let us both team up on Gin!)
And sure enough Fated's twin rose up from the picture and then they both turned to Ginny and grinned.
However there was one side effect to Fated's twin...he seemed to having trouble focusing on Ginny for he was more intrigued by the bubble she was floating in. And he reached up and popped it and huggled Ginny who was mewing loudly in protest.
Fated laughed hysterically at his over affectionate male clone and restored ginny back to her human form and watched as his clone huggled her tighter and tighter...
"Why don't you pucker up for my clone, Ginny. I'm sure he'd like a kiss too!" He chuckled making sure to put a poison immunity on his clone.~