Chapter 17: Hungarian Horntail & Canary Creams transformation
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER. IT BELONGS TO JK ROWLING.
A/N: Read, enjoy, and remember not to take either life or my writing too seriously.
One by one the champions were called from the tent.
First it was Cedric Diggory.
Ron sat comfortably on a stool while the commentary echoed faintly from outside the tent.
"Whoa! That was close — very close indeed!"
"An impressive maneuver!"
"Oh dear… that didn't quite work!"
Ron rolled his eyes.
Bagman must be exaggerating, he thought.
Cedric's probably just putting on a show for the crowd.
About fifteen minutes later the arena erupted in applause.
Cedric had finished.
Next came Viktor Krum.
Another fifteen minutes passed while Bagman's excited commentary filled the air.
Ron leaned back casually.
This really doesn't seem very difficult.
Soon Fleur Delacour moved toward the entrance flap, waiting for her name to be called.
Ron stood and walked over.
"Hey Veela," he said confidently.
"What do you say we celebrate after this? Maybe grab a couple of butterbeers."
To emphasize his interest, Ron gave her a playful slap on the backside.
That was a mistake.
A very large mistake.
Fleur turned slowly.
Her eyes burned with fury.
As Ron watched, her fingers lengthened into talons. Feathers appeared across her skin. Wings spread from her back.
Fire ignited in both of her hands.
Ron blinked.
Wow… she really likes me, he thought.
Just as she raised her arm to attack him, her name was called.
Fleur shot him one final murderous glare before storming out toward the arena.
Ron watched her leave.
Definitely interested, he thought.
Tonight's party should be amazing.
The Arena
Finally Ron's name was announced.
He stood up confidently and walked toward the entrance.
Ron pulled out his freshly polished wand and stepped into the arena.
The crowd roared.
Ron glanced down at the small dragon model still in his hand.
Fleur had apparently managed to complete the task in only ten seconds.
Ron smirked.
Easy.
As soon as he stepped into the arena, Ron threw the miniature dragon to the ground and stomped on it.
"Problem solved," he muttered.
Then he turned toward the center of the arena.
That was when he saw it.
The real dragon.
A massive Hungarian Horntail, easily fifty feet long, glaring directly at him.
Its teeth were enormous.
Flames curled from its mouth.
Its tail, lined with spikes, whipped dangerously through the air.
Ron froze.
His mind raced.
Why didn't anyone tell me?
Where's the chess puzzle?
Where's the flying key?
Why does Harry always get the easy ones?!
Faced with the enormous dragon, Ron did the only thing that ever truly calmed his nerves.
He reached into his pocket.
And started eating snacks.
The Canary Creams
Up in the stands, Hermione buried her face in her hands.
"He's going to die," she whispered repeatedly.
Harry looked equally horrified.
Fred suddenly grabbed Hermione's omnioculars.
"George," he said slowly.
"Where did we leave that bag of candy this morning?"
George thought for a moment.
"…in the common room, I think."
"Why?"
Fred lowered the omnioculars.
"I think Ron has it."
George quickly took the device and zoomed in.
His face went pale.
"Oh no."
"He's eating them."
Fred winced.
"How many?"
George swallowed.
"At least six."
Both twins said together:
"Uh oh."
Harry looked confused.
"What's wrong?"
Fred leaned closer and whispered.
"We invented a new joke candy."
"Canary Creams."
"They turn the eater into a canary for a few seconds."
George nodded.
"Then the feathers molt and they return to normal."
Harry blinked.
"That doesn't sound too bad."
Fred grimaced.
"It becomes bad when you eat several at once."
"Then the transformation lasts minutes."
"And the molting gets… messy."
Ron Becomes a Canary
Ron had just swallowed another handful of candy when something strange happened.
At first he didn't notice the feathers growing across his skin.
But when his feet turned into bird claws, he looked down.
His arms were now wings.
And a massive beak extended from his face.
Ron Weasley was no longer human.
Ron Weasley was now a five-and-a-half-foot tall bright yellow canary.
Ron stared down at himself.
Then he screamed.
"TA WEET! TA WEET!"
Dragon Instinct
Dragon researchers would later spend years trying to understand what happened next.
Apparently Hungarian Horntails possess an instinctive hatred of large yellow bird-like creatures.
When the Horntail saw Ron's transformation, it went completely berserk.
With a deafening roar the dragon snapped the massive chain that held it.
Its tail smashed through the pile of eggs, scattering them across the arena.
The golden egg rolled to the center of the field.
The dragon ignored everything else.
Its target was clear.
The giant yellow bird.
The Chase
Ron ran.
He ran faster than he had ever run in his life.
The Horntail chased him across the arena breathing fire.
And behind the dragon—
Molly Weasley jumped into the arena.
"Stay away from my Ronnikins!" she shouted while firing spells.
For ten chaotic minutes the arena watched in disbelief.
A giant yellow canary ran.
Behind him ran a fifty-foot dragon.
Behind the dragon ran Molly Weasley with her wand raised.
The Explosion
Then Ron noticed something.
In the stands he saw Harry and Hermione sitting together.
The shock triggered something unfortunate.
A very loud sound erupted.
Since Ron was outside the castle, Hermione's switching spell did not activate.
The full mixture of methane, hydrogen, oxygen and sulfur erupted from the Canary Champion.
At that exact moment the dragon breathed fire.
Physics did the rest.
The explosion launched the giant canary twenty-five feet into the air.
Then gravity took over.
Ron fell.
He landed directly on the golden egg.
The Aftermath
A camera flash exploded.
"POP!"
The Canary Creams finally wore off.
Ron transformed back into a human.
Unfortunately…
He was completely naked.
And still sitting on the golden egg.
Dragon handlers rushed to restrain the Horntail.
The stadium fell silent.
Then the cameras started flashing.
"POP! POP! POP!"
Molly Weasley rushed forward to help her son.
Ron stared blankly ahead, completely traumatized.
Medical staff later determined several bones were broken.
Unfortunately, the fall had also caused severe burns.
And the golden egg had become… firmly attached.
The entire stadium stared.
Then the laughter started.
First the Slytherin section.
Then Ravenclaw.
Then Hufflepuff.
Finally even Gryffindor.
Some students laughed so hard they required medical treatment afterward.
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