Hecate launched herself forward towards the first obstacle of the course. A dueling dummy that sent Rictumsempra (the tickling charm) at those who approached it. A simple Protego and Bombarda later, she was on course to the next obstacle.
Said obstacle was a medium size Cerberus. Whistling a jaunty tune, she casually walked past it as it started to doze off. Seeing her next obstacle, a rock wall, in front of her, she sprinted at it. Taking a giant leap at the last moment , she landed about a third of the way up the wall. The girl scrambled up the remaining portion of the wall, surveying the rest of the course once she reached the top.
Pushing off of the small ledge beneath her, Hecate used her magic to gently lower herself to the ground. Before her stood a wardrobe; rattling as it burst open. "Ridikulous!" The heiress yelled before it had time to take shape. The Boggart got stuck in between forms, and the brunette continued on her merry way.
The next two obstacles were magical creatures that merely needed to be Stupified for her to continue on her way. Three dueling dummies, and a pit of lava later, she was faced with an Acromantula. These things are practically immune to magic, if I remember correctly. I'll have to use something else.
"Gladius Brevis," Hecate muttered twice in quick succession. Almost instantaneously, a short sword appeared in both of her hands. A moment later the Acromantula turned to face her.
"A human," it said in a raspy voice. "I haven't tasted the flesh of a human in nearly twenty years."
Hecate snorted. "Hate to break it to you, beasty, but I'm not your dinner."
The Acromantula appeared to be amused. "It's not a choice, little human. Surely you don't think you can defeat me in combat?"
The brunette grinned at the creature. "I'm absolutely certain that I can best you in combat. You're just an oversized spider. I'm sure that some would find you absolutely terrifying, but I know all of your weaknesses."
"That is impossible, " the giant arachnid scoffed.
"Is it?" With that question, Hecate launched herself at the creature. She took out two of its eyes before it had time to react. Moments later three of it's legs were severed.
"What? How it this possible?"
All too soon, the monster had bled out onto the floor. Hecate quickly forced her was through the rest of the course. "You finished with two seconds to spare," the professor at the end of the course announced.
Hecate smirked. She had just gotten her own personal army.
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To be a Slytherin
FanfictionHecate Potter didn't grow up normal. She grew up in an orphanage after her aunt and uncle kicked her out of their house when she was three. She decided then that she wouldn't ever again be as helpless as she was that day.
