Seven minutes in heaven ~ Potter style

Number 6

Everyone who was participating/present had decided that it was fair, so it stayed. Each boy who was playing was assigned to a colour. A small, red-headed 3rd year girl stepped forth, and pressed the big, red, button. It turned into an arrow, and spun around, as the tiny child scurried back to her chair. At long last, it stopped. It was pointing to...

Cho Chang, a 6th year Ravenclaw. She dipped her hand into the box, and blushed as she read out in a small, yet crystal clear voice:
"Pink." A tall, yet burley 5th year stepped towards her. His name was Cormac McLaggen. He was quite full of himself, and loved to show off. They stepped in together.

Cho's POV

We stepped in, and I could practically see his arrogance come off him. He reeked of 'self-centred git', and as soon as he started talking, I could see that it was true. He seemed to think that he could get any girl. Not gonna happen with me.
"Why hello. My name's Cormac. Cormac McLaggen. And who, may I ask, are you?"
"I'm Cho, Cho Chang."
"Cho-" he said the word as if it were gold, and it sickened me. "-that is beautiful name. So, how are you? I have to say, I am extremely lucky today - enclosed with the prettiest girl in school, for an entire seven minutes! And no one can interrupt us." He wiggled his eyebrows and winked at me when he said that. I just wore a face that could be carved in stone - it was a straight face, no blush or anything.

Just then, he caught me by surprise. He seemed to think that I was charmed or something, and as I didn't object when he said that, he took it as a go. He leant forwards, and smashed his hard, rough lips against mine. I pulled away immediately, and began hex in him into oblivion.
"Sorry to break it to you, but I don't like you that way. I don't like you at all! We've only just met! And don't you dare try kissing me again. Or you will resemble a slug that has been cut in half. You will be a slug that has been cut in half!" I cast non-verbal spells whilst saying this, and he now had boils covering every inch or his body, spelling out "I AM AN ARROGANT TOE-RAG WHO WILL TRY HITTING ON YOU!", as well as things like "I AM A MAN-WHORE!", and "I WILL BE A PRICK TO YOU!", "DATING ME WILL BE YOUR WORST MISTAKE!", "I WILL CHEAT ON YOU!", "I HAVE TRIED TO KISS AS MANY FEMALE RESIDENTS OF HOGWARTS AS POSSIBLE!". Oh yeah, and he could only speak in rhymes for the rest of the week, as well as being able to say nothing but the truth. The boils would last roughly 2-7months. It varied. However true the thing the boils spelt, would change it. For example, if it said 'I am a lovely, kind fairy' on Harry Potter, it wouldn't be true, so it would only last 5 minutes. As I'm not completely sure just how arrogant McLaggen is, I would say that it would last at least 2 months, so yeah. And the best but is, is that they couldn't be vanished, popped, or anything, they will not diss aped, and the more you try to dispose of them, the longer they will last.

At long last, after the next few minutes of him glaring at me, the door was unlocked, and I hurried out. He, however, still had the leg-locker jinx on him, so he stood there, trying to get someone to get him out, whilst taking in rhymes.
"Help, help, help me escape,
I have my legs locked together!
She has cursed me for no fault of mine,
Although, I guess I did kiss her."

Laughs filled the room, as they realised that he really couldn't move, and many other girls he had attempted to hit on congratulated me. One girl though, Romilda Vane, was someone else in his year. Everyone knew that she fancied him, so she grabbed his arm, and yanked him out. That was when all the boils were visible, and she read them with much disgust, and shoved him away. Then, she performed some jinxes of her own, as did all the girls who were present - whether he had hit on them before, or not - whether they had even seen him before - did not matter. He ended up having to limp his way to the Hospital Wing. I obliviated him before he went, so he would neither remember where the RoR was, what was going on, how to enter, nor who jinxed him. He would think that he performed the jinxes himself, trying to look better, when they backfired and ended up turning him into... well, how he was how. I won't list all the jinxes and hexes and curses that were used, as there were way too many.

Everyone cheered, as he disappeared through the door, never to be seen in this room again - well, hopefully.