Transfiguration Room Battle...Will be closing 6/30

Stephy run into the closest room and threw the door shut. Spotting a book laying on the couch she said “Accio” causing the book to fly into her hands. Then saying “Contego” (shield) the book turned into a shield and she held it up waiting.
Just a few minutes ago deatheaters were attacking her house already killing her parents she had to find a way to bet them. So far she had already knocked out two of the deatheaters leaving one of them remaining. After the deatheater had found out that Stephy had knocked out his fellow deatheaters he had decided to kill her next, leaving Stephy no choice but to flee from him. After quickly making her way up the stairs she hid in her bedroom and had then made a shield out of a book.
“Where oh where are you” the deatheater said as he neared the door. Stephy went to walk away but tripped over the rug. Trying to break her fall Stephy grabbed a hold of the chair causing it too to fall making a huge raucous and letting the deatheater know where she was.
The deatheater then banged open the door and shouted “Stupify” but it was no use the shield Stephy had make it bounce away harmlessly onto one of the walls. He watch as the spell bounced away and noticing this he went over to Stephy and kick it out of her hands.
Panicking Stephy looked around trying to find something to help her. Then as she was crawling away she felt something beneath her and noticed it was the pillow on the chair she knocked over. Grabbing it and shouting “Vesica” (blade) the pillow turned into a little knife which she used to stab into the deatheaters leg. As he howled with pain from trying to remove the knife Stephy got up on her feet and back towards the wall as the deatheater drew closer but she hit the fireplace causing one of the candles to fall down. Kicking the candle in front of her, she shouted “Corset” (thorns) which turned the candle in a bunch of thorns and as the deatheater jumped towards her, Stephy jumped off to the side and watch as he landed on the thorns.
The deatheater stood up, thorns covering his face, and started to say “AV-“ but was cut off because Stephy had taken the teacup that was on the coffee table and said “Incendia” (fire) as it was just about to hit and causing the teacup and the deatheater to catch of fire. Running around in pain the deatheater took his wand and put it over his head screaming “AQUA” (water) causing some water to pour out of the tip of his wand and showering down onto him slowly putting out the fire.
Once the fire was out the deatheater glared at Stephy and she knew that she had mad him even angrier. Deciding that she might as well as end it quickly she took the dish that the teacup was on and said “Funis” (ropes) causing it to turn into some ropes and using her wand she directed the ropes to tie themselves around the deatheater. As the deatheater tried to get out he dropped his wand which Stephy quickly grabbed and went downstairs calling the Ministry and putting the man into Azkaban.

I ran away from Tom who had just blown a hole through the wall. He then climbed through the hole and pointed his wand at me, James potter. I had no time to think, so i spun around, pointed my wand at the door behind him and shouted "Monasteriense" (monster) and the door grew black and then started walking out of it's hinges shooting out spindles of wood at Tom Riddle's back. With the few seconds i had while Tom incinerated the door, I aimed at the bookshelf, and yelled "clausus"(block) The bookshelf's books suddenly turned into bricks and blocked the hallways in which Voldemort was in. I had to wake Lily and warn her of the attack, but it was too late -"eximius reducto"(super reduce) said a voice from behind the wall of brick. not only did the brick wall vanish, but the spell pushed through the bricks and narrowly missed me to hit the sink behind me. I pointed at the blasted wall and screamed "partum speculum"(create mirror). The air which was still fringed began to rearange molecules to become a mirror, which deflected Tom's next spell, making it hit the wall behind him. I knew I was going to die, so I decided to do the one last thing i could to help save Lily and Harry. I yelled a combination of three spells at once, "concutio"(alarm), "servo uxor"(protect wife), and "diligo vinculum" (love bond). These spells I knew would alarm Lily, Protect her, and form a bond of magic so strong between Lily and Harry, it might be enough to allow Harry to Live. Knowing my work was done, I turned around to face the Icy cool jet of green light, and then I was gone. Now, in heaven, all I can do is Hope. Hope for Voldemort's Demise.

Cristina once again entered the battle room. This wasn’t the duelling tournament, but any excuse for duelling was good for her. She looked around, astonished. This time, she didn’t face an empty room that she could transform to her own wishes, but she had to use the room that was given. “And don’t forget – use transfiguration!”, she had heard her teacher and ex-duelling partner Rigby shout when she had almost closed the door. “Ok”, Cris thought, “this looks nice enough. But why pink wallpaper?! … uhhh, great.”
Seeing a plant in the back of the room she imagined it would be a great thing to transfigure for a start…. If not to use in battle, than at least to cover the pink wallpaper. She muttered “Trasformi nelle viti viventi“ (Transform into living vines, Italian). “Perfect”, Cris thought as she saw how the regular plant transformed and grew, its vines reaching up throughout the whole room, even covering the wallpaper. She bent to touch it and realised it was pulsating, then tested its powers by ordering it to pick up the red box from underneath a small table and bring it to her. Plased to see that the plant obeyed her, Cris leant back on the sofa, waiting for her oppenent. Who that was – well, it was a surprise for him and for her teacher, but not for her, as she had seen her personal fortune teller the last weekend.
She had only waited about five minutes, when she heard the door being opened again and somebody thrown in. The door then shut close again. “Let me out! Hey!”, a voice she had so often imagined yelled.
“Oh, don’t mind screaming.”, Cris said casually, still not standing up or looking at the person. From the silence that followed, she understood that she obviously had to explain more. “See, this is a battle room. You’re here to battle me – and no one will leave here until we finish. Simple as that.”
The person came to her view and she could finally admire the golden eyes an porcelain skin. “More beautiful than I imagined.”, she said to herself, but accidentally thought aloud.
“Yeah, well…”, the boy began, but Cristina interrupted. “Edward, right? Edward Cullen?” She finally stood up and shook his cold, stoney hand. “Oh my, I’ve been so rude – let me introduce myself – I’m Cristina.”. She paused. “One of your many fans, I guess.”.
Edward raised an eyebrow. “Fans?”
“Errrr yeah… but nevermind that. For your information, I’ve stopped actually fighting for you…. Mmm difficult to explain… but I might ask you to take me to Carlisle after we finish this…”
Edward looked puzzled. “What on earth are you talking about?”
“Nevermind. Let’s just get this duel done with, OK?”
“Yeah well, it depends what ‘duel’ means to you. You see, I could kill you in one blow….”
“No, I was meaning magic duel.. you don’t even have your regular vampire powers now, by the way.”
“Uhm – pardon?”
“Nah, but you have something better, I guess.”, Cris replied and threw him a wand. “We wizards usually chose our wands carefully, but this one should do just fine for this duel, at least.”
Edward still didn’t look convinced, but decided to just play by whatever rules he had to follow. Cris explained him that they were in the middle of a Transfiguration class and that the whole point of the lesson was to use Transfiguration.
“Oh, so I get it this” – he pointed towards the green vines all around them – “is your work?”. Cris nodded. “How unfair,” he remarked shaking his head.
“I don’t think so – but let’s get started.”, Cris said and pulled her wand out.
Edward nodded, smiled one of his irresistable smiles and began practising with his wand – casting small lightings and stars around himself, basic magic of that kind. Despite having decided to treat Edward as coolly as she could, as her “enemy” in the duel, Cris couldn’t help not to stare at his perfect looks and his graceful movements. Even though he had never before held a wand, he was truly a natural. Somehow, his grace seemed to announce he was also talented in casting stronger spell…. And he was smart. “I shouldn’t underestimate him,” Cris thought, clenching her fist around her wand. After about 5 minutes, Edward looked into her eyes and said “Ready when you are.”.
Cris barely had time to answer, that she heard Edward yell “Trasformi in un orso “ (Transform into a bear, Italian). She quickly realised into what direction he had pointed – the sofa behind her! She turned around and opened her eyes wide in fear – the THING was huge! She tried to run, then she remembered it was only a small room and there was no place to escape. The seconds she spent trying to decide what to do next seemed to be too precious to waste, especially as the bear was co close that he could virtually kill her by only stretching out his great paw and hitting her once. She shuddered, but tried to think clearly. Of course! – the vines! She hurriedly ordered them to attack the bear, to the effect that he was completely roped up in about 10 seconds.
Cris sighed. “How come you’re so good?… Shouldn’t you be something like .. a bloody beginner?”
“Ahhh… you see, one gets to read a lot of useful books in the course of more than a century.”
“That figures”, Cris grumbled and added, “My turn now!”, before ponting to the pillow on the left armchair and shouting “Trasformi in una presa vivente gigante del mouse!”(Turn into a giant living mouse trap!, Italian). “Gotcha!”, she screamed when she saw that the mousetrap had caught Edward, who had been taken rather by surprise by this weird attack. “Hm, I think we have a winner,” she said playfully, looking towards poor struggling Edward. “Not so fast!”, came the reply and with it, an incantation of “Trasformi in un serpente“ (Transform into a snake, Italian), directed to the rug. Before Cris even realised it, a green, slithery, slimy specimen of a snake was tugging at the bottom of her ultra-baggy jeans, trying to get underneath them and bite her. “Are you mad?!”, she exclaimed in a high-pitched voice. “Get this darn thing off me!”. It was anything but snakes for her – she had a serious phobia and it didn’t exactly help to know that she had once only with a great deal of luck escaped the fangs of a wild, venomous one in her childhood. She was dancing and hopping around, trying to shake it off, but it didn’t work. On the contrary, it seemed to be holding to her trousers ever faster. “Snakes don’t like it when you agitate so much, you know.”, said Edward in a cool voice. “Oh fine!”, Cris thought and it took all her courage to calm down enough to be able to cast a petrifying spell on the snake. Then she fell to her knees with exhaustion. “Huphhhh – I’d never thought you could be so cruel.”, she uttered while still breathing heavily.
“Sorry.”, Edward said, and he seemed to mean it at least partially. “It’s just that I’m used to errrr…. give my best in fights. We can finish this, if you like.”
“Uhmmm do you think they’ll let us finish without having a clear winner?”, Cris inquired.
“Just attack. I’ll pretend to be fainting and we can get out of here.”, Edward answered.
Cris nodded. It had been a fun battle – up to the snake. All she wanted now was to rest, so she gathered all her remaining power to concentrate for the final spell: “Trasformi in un gorilla“ (Transform into a gorilla, Italian). She expected the book that had been on the sofa earlier to transform into a fierce, enourmous animal, that could inspire so much fear, so that the judges would believe Edward had fainted just because of seeing it – she didn’t feel like hurting him anymore, now that he had so gently offered to help her. Unfortunately, her exhaustion was obvious, as she only managed to create a baby gorilla that still had some pages of the book hanging from his body. The sight of it made Cris giggle, then laugh madly. “I present you: the weapon of cuteness! 10 galleons for a picture with him!”.
Edward was staring bewildered for a few seconds, then started laughing really loudly, too. It was as if they had both forgotten what they were there for, and this fact was also noticed by Rigby, the Transfiguration teacher. “Ok, you two. Enough fun!”, she said grinning. “Time to clear the room for the next students.”.

//la la la... slightly more than 200 words XD ... mehh couldn't help myself... Edwaaard! XD\\

I enjoyed reading everyone's battles! The scores are as follows..


Ravenclaw-
Elana-50
SilverLady-50
Stephy-45
Frahs-40