Harry sleepily ate his breakfast, while everyone around him chattered excitedly. He had spent all night finishing up his homework, the DA had a longer meeting than planned the other night, and he was paying for it now. 916Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEHlX6Np7BM
"You all right, mate?" Ron inhaled a piece of toast beside him, gazing at him with blue eyes. 916Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzm4MQDnNV1
"Yeah, just had a late night." Harry yawned. 916Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAhoAJSqqlV
"Ah, at least we finally got the Bat-Bogey Hex simmered down enough so Umbridge wouldn't suspect us." Harry nodded, yawning again. He continued to munch down the rest of his cereal, thinking about what the rest of the day might look like. Hermione marched up to them at the table just then, book in hand. 916Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaotTv1KktA
"Where have you been?" Ron asked. Hermoine raised an eyebrow. 916Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHEKwOwnLUJ
"Studying, like we're supposed to. What about you?" 916Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡiqAh42sXOw
"I just wanted some bloody sleep." 916Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtnHLLGIJuz
"At least you got some, it doesn't seem you did, Harry." Harry nodded, nibbling at his cereal.
"Potter!" A familiar, grueling voice demanded. Malfoy appeared, a look of smug determination spread across his face. 916Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoKcT7Y7rlN
"What is it, Malfoy? I'm not entirely in the mood..." Harry peered into Draco's cold, grey eyes. 916Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMHl49PryCh
"I want a duel, just me and you, out back near the Quidditch field." He challenged. Harry sighed. 916Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbRiM1NeJlz
"Really? It will only end up like last time, I don't see the point." 916Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHbwnr7cNBm
"Then this will be the last. Just meet me there at lunch, Potter." He stormed off towards the Slytherin table, sitting next to Crabbe and Goyle. Hary let out a breath, shaking his head. 916Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡK2EBM0L4qN
"Isn't this the third time he's tried this?" Hermione raised an eyebrow at Harry, who nodded glumly. 916Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHJpLpS7HiZ
"We tied last time so this will have to be the final one." Hermione gave him a questioning look. 916Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJz1k9SsNxa
"Okay, okay, I promise this will be the last time we duel. He just can't sand getting beaten is all." 916Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYcaTCpQ4dH
"It'll have to be, with your luck Umbridge will only have more reason to expel you. Be careful, Harry. Or better yet, don't go at all." 916Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyfPPwCRlg4
"Don't go?!" Ron said, flustered. "He won't hear the end of it from Malfoy if he doesn't!" 916Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEt3QOrCila
"Ronald, it's for the best." Ron and Hermione looked to Harry, who's mouth was conveniently full of cereal. He swallowed, both the cereal and lump in his throat. 916Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8odBPVhq9c
"I'm going, Hermione." He said curtly, but added. "Sorry." A smug look spread on Ron's face. 916Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡG6WzF1iV9v
"Told you." 916Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡb1MsVs1xRX
"Don't blame me if you get in harms way then." Hermione sighed.
The hours passed, and Harry went through his classes as normal. The only difference was he felt a huge weight upon his back all morning. Perhaps he shouldn't duel Malfoy, it was too risky. On the other hand, there was only so much of him he could stand. Missing it would only fuel more nasty comments and jokes his way.916Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5If0yfGHRX
"Mr. Potter." A sickly sweet voice grabbed his attention. Harry looked into the face of the toad-like woman, Dolores Umbrodge. 916Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡd3kM7Yw6jE
"Yes?" He answered as politely as he could. 916Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9CPf64Mp8K
"Were you paying the slightest bit of attention to my lesson?" She batted her eyelashes at him. 916Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAqqvfZ6niU
"Er- no, sorry. I zoned out." 916Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRl7cpIDEh5
"Hm." Umbridge's eyes lingered on him for a second too long. "That will be a lunch detention, for, let's say, tomorrow." Harry gritted his teeth. Oh, how he despised that woman. Not even hell itself could be worse than spending time with this wench. He kept these thoughts to himself, however, it was best not to get in any more trouble. Harry's mind returned to his doubt and concerns for the duel.
At last, his class was over. It was also lunch, and Harry knew exactly what that meant. He made his way to behind the Quidditch field. Gazing around, it was apparent that Malfoy was nowhere to be seen. Had he chickened out after all?916Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbgaaSU8ct3
"Good to see you, Potter." Well, it was a false hope to begin with. 916Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsrTamf6m9B
"As with you." Harry replied with the same amount of sarcasm, maybe a bit more. 916Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVcctRKu22L
"Ready? This is our last duel, prepare to lose!" Malfoy took a pose, waiting for action. 916Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfL9XFFCQ3S
"Don't get overconfident." Harry readied himself. 916Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZWi0BB2DIK
"Stupefy!" 916Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHoYykehq3B
"Expelliarmus!" 916Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡs4xjPxFWX9
A stream of red light erupted from Malfoy's wand, at the same time a blue light from Harry's. The two boys struggled against each others power, neither willing to give up. Malfoy's spell started to get closer and closer to Harry. He pushed back, picturing Umbridge getting fired, or better, banished from the wizarding world. An odd sort of grin splattered on Harry's face. He felt the joy of a dove, the smell of victory near. But, something felt off. Something very, very off. Before either Malfoy or Harry could comprehend what was happening, a yellow light burst from where the two spells intersected, and hit each boy directly in the face. Harry staggered back, his disarming spell disappearing. Luckily, Malfoy suffered the same consequence, and fell to the ground with a thud. He felt woozy, and dizzy as he approached Malfoy. Harry could tell, even with the world rapidly swirling before him, that Malfoy was out cold. He made out footsteps pitter pattering near him. 916Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNec029bmCq
"What the devil is going on here?!" It was none other than Professor Snape. Great, that was exactly what he needed. The teacher he hated the most, not counting Umbridge. Harry took a couple steps forward, and backwards, until losing his footing, and collapsed forwards. His vision went black before he hit the ground. 916Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaOImJZKJfz
