ROUND 1: GROUP 2 : Running Swift V Elana

Swift trailed her tired self into the hall, an equally pale looking cloud floating behind her.

"C'mon, Yaku, we need some energy if we're gonna do this right," she said to it as it hovered. She looked carefully at the mass of floating fibre, then frowned.

"I know we have four duels to get through but we can't go into the first one looking like death! Come on, give yourself some energy!"

Swift sighed, quite obviously reflecting the feelings of both herself and Yaku. The latter was slowly rising until it reached the ceiling. Suddenly, it shot from one end of the hall to the other, zooming around and around until it gained a healthy pink glow. Swift smiled, feeling herself warm up with energy. All she needed to do well in this duel was the trust that she had in her mass of fibre.

She looked around the hall, and decided that it looked slightly forlorn. What do I fight best in...

Giggling to herself, the Gryffindor took her wand out and pointed it at the floor. She didn't even need to speak the words. At once, an over-grown forest sprouted around her, huge trees letting only the slightest sunlight through their large leaves. Swift looked down at the immensely large branches below her from where she sat on top of one.

"Perfect!" she grinned, whispering a small 'Protego' to herself quickly after. Now she was ready to fight. She faced the doors, and hopped onto Yaku, where she floated, high above the ground, waiting for her opponent to arrive.