Would you call this a ficlet or a one-shot? I don't know…oh well. This is set in their second year at the dueling club meeting with Lockhart…page 145…hey! He actually says "scared?" not "scared potter?"

Ripped off!!! Yes, well anyway….

I, as per usual don't own anything…and if I did, I wouldn't be posting my multi-million dollar stories on the Internet. So read on…. ^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^ Duel

Harry climbed up onto the stage. Malfoy was also called up.

Lockhart showed Harry what he was to do, which was no help at all.

Wow…he was about to have a proper wizards duel with Malfoy. I guess you could have called it catching up. In their first year, they were supposed to have duelled in the trophy room if it hadn't all been a trick of Malfoy's.

They now faced each other and saluted.

Malfoy smirked, his white-blond hair gleaming.

"Scared Potter?" he sneered

The world kind of stopped spinning as Harry pondered.

Was he scared? Yes.

Did he want to tell Malfoy that? No, not really.

After all, it was only their second year and Malfoy had known he was a wizard all his life. It wouldn't have surprised Harry if Lucius Malfoy had taught his son some sort of Dark Magic even before he had been admitted to Hogwarts.

So how was he, Harry, supposed to defend himself now, in a duel?

Wild spells chased each other in Harry's mind, but which to use?

None of the spells he had learnt in first year would have come to any real use anyway. Turning a mouse into a snuff box? What good was that?

He looked at Malfoy again. His eyes had an evil glint in them.

Harry cast his mind back to what Lockhart had showed him. He had kind of…flourished his wand, and then dropped it.

Harry thought that maybe he shouldn't do that.

So Lockhart's thing was useless too.

A wave of panic hit him. He was almost defenceless. Then he remembered that he had expelliarmus, which was a tiny bit of comfort. It was his only defence after all. He thought about all the jinxes he read about in the library. He could always attempt one of those…the only catch was if they'd work or not. Probably not, seeing as Harry had never tried them before. He looked up again.

Malfoy still had that evil glint in his eyes. No doubt Snape had told him some sort of spell to hurt him. REALLY hurt him.

Harry looked Malfoy squarely in the eyes,

'Just say no…just say no…' he thought

"Hell yeah!" he exclaimed

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