This takes place after the war and Voldemort's end, when all the students go back to Hogwarts and redo their former year. Harry and the gang are in their 'seventh' year and McGonnagal is headmistress. And it's based on a personal experience of mine….any questions about the REAL story, just ask. =D Enjoy!
Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter sent spell after spell at each other, dodging and shielding themselves until they could no longer move. They'd both been injured, but that was common in a wizard's duel. Exhaustion took over both of them. Panting, they motioned to their seconds to either take over or declare a truce. Goyle and Ron looked at each other uneasily and nodded in unison.
"Truce."
Appreciative applause and murmurs ensued from both sides of the Great Hall. Malfoy and Harry tended to have pretty clashing fanbases, but both sides knew that if the duel between the two wizards continued, death for one of them would be the only possible ending result. Harry turned from his foe and promptly limped to the chair waiting for him. But suddenly, he felt his legs twist together and saw Ron's shocked and angry face just before he fell flat on his face.
"MALFOY! BAD FORM!" Ron screamed, his face now matching his hair. Boos erupted from both sides of the hall, with only a couple snickers thrown in from the Slytherin side. Even Goyle looked a bit shocked (as shocked as his fat face's limited expressions would allow him). But Malfoy, who had cast a curse on Harry after declaring the end of the match, simply had his trademark smirk splashed across his face.
Harry stared dumbfounded at the floor, wondering when someone was going to get him up, when he felt his legs free up from the Leg Locking curse. He was helped up by Ron, who was now purple-faced.
Hermione bounded over to the duo, brandishing her wand. She was obviously the one who had lifted the spell on Harry. Her eyes were wide with worry. "Harry, are you all right? That was a totally and completely illegal move on Malfoy's part…he's bound to be punished. McGonnagal must be furious!" Sure enough, when they looked over at their Headmistress, her anger was obvious from her brisk walk (almost a run) over to Malfoy, her face tight and red. The shouts of anger and shock became louder as she approached the front of the Hall. As Harry brushed himself off and Hermione began fixing up his wounds, McGonnagal placed her wand at her throat and spoke.
"SILENCE!" The room instantly went quiet. She removed her wand and glowered at Draco. "Mr. Malfoy, you know the rules of a wizard duel, and attacking after a truce has been called is a deliberate violation of those rules!"
Malfoy just smirked. "Yes, well, he deserved it. What with his only friends being a Mudblood and a traitor." The Slytherins snickered.
"Mr. Malfoy!" McGonnagal's face turned a darker shade of red. "I would ask you NOT to use that word at all, much less in front of me!"
"I'll use it whenever I like, thanks."
Hermione stood up angrily and walked angrily to the other end of the Hall. "Malfoy, what is your PROBLEM?! Just because you were a Death Eater doesn't mean you're invincible or remotely important!" She shoved Malfoy's shoulders, at which a look of indignation appeared on his face, and an equally strong look of shock emerged on hers. Shouts came from all over the room, some in anger, but most in support.
McGonnagal cleared her throat. "Well, it is obvious that Mr. Malfoy deserves some sort of punishment."
"Make him lick the floor!" a Hufflepuff shouted.
"Don't do anything, Potter deserved it!" obviously from a Slytherin.
"Put a hex on him!" from a Ravenclaw.
"Yeah, let Harry curse him back!" Neville Longbottom agreed.
"Kill him!" from Colin Creevey.
"No, kill Potter!" Goyle put in his imaginative contribution. As the shouts died down, one voice stood out as a lone Slytherin made his way to the front of the Hall.
"How about making him kiss a Mudblood?" Blaise Zabini stood with his arms folded, a smirk rivaling Malfoy's as his expression. "Make him kiss…" his eyes searched the Hall until they landed on the girl standing closest to Malfoy. His eyes shone evilly. "Hermione Granger."
Malfoy did the impossible by going a whole shade paler. "Zabini…" he muttered under his breath.
"What, Malfoy?" Zabini chuckled. "You deserve it."
There will be more chapters soon, I promise! So stay tuned…hope you enjoyed it so far! And I'd love reviews from y'all. =D
