The violet potion was calling to me. I spit the cork lid aside.
"Here goes nothing," I said. I raised the potion bottle high, and opened my mouth for a drink.
But nothing came out. Still, the potion bottle now seemed empty. Weird.
I let it drop to the ground, scratching my head. Then realization hit me.
"FUCK," I screamed. I dove to the ground to get a hold of the bottle again, but it was too late.
The crowd watched in awe, as I slowly floated ten feet in the air, dangling by my feet.
"No," I screamed reaching as best I could for that bottle. But I was being pulled further and further up.
"How are you floating," asked Parvati? I ignored that my junk was freely hanging about as I kicked and kicked to get free.
And then I was free.
Whack
I hit the ground hard, but rolled towards the bottle. And when it was within grabbing distance, I sailed towards a wall of the stadium.
Whack
The slam nearly had me knocked out, but I wouldn't lose this.
"What is wrong with his potions," asked Parvati. Absolutely nothing. In fact this wasn't even a po-
Whack!
I was thrown from the wall onto a rock, with the dragon watching in wonder at what was going on.
"Nothing is wrong with my potions," I said, "my beautiful firecracker. I just have to show this-."
I was again lifted into the air, and now I rained blasts with my wand into the air all around me.
"What is he shooting at," cried a Gryffindor?
And then I was released.
I free fell. Barreling towards a jagged rock below me that would likely snap me in half. I braced for impact, but instead of hitting the rock, I felt myself continuing to free fall. When I opened my eyes I realized why.
I kept falling to inches above the rock, where I was being transported back twenty feet in the air. In a continuous loop.
It was really nauseating.
"Is this normal for your man," said Parvati to Padma?
"For our man you mean," said Padma.
"This is definitely on the more **** end," said Cho Chang, "whatever is going on."
"I."
"Go."
"T."
"und."
"er"
"con"
"Trol."
With a well placed blast, I escaped the endless falling loop. And then I felt a powerful hand wrap around my waist.
Just as it pulled me again into the air, I pulled out a small flask.
OOOOOOOOOOOaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
OOOOOOOoooooooooooo
The creature moaned as I pushed the flask with all my power onto it.
And when I had it trapped in the flask. I capped it. They must have thought I was fighting the air itself. But there was a creature there, just not a visible one.
The crowd was completely silent.
"Just going.... mark..... properly," I wheezed. I was holding that for someone.
"What the bloody hell was that," asked Hermione?
Seamus Finnegan shook his head.
"Better yet," said Finnegan, "where did he pull that flask from?"
This next potion would definitely go better than that.
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