Chapter 4
Lucius, Leyarne and Harold arrived and were joined by Remus, James and Sirius a few seconds later. The teacher looked at everyone and stopped when he saw Harold.
"Hello class." All the Gryffindors replied: "Hello Sir." But the Slytherins said nothing. The teacher set the work then walked up to Leyarne.
"Who is this?" He asked Leyarne, looking at Harold.
"New kid." She stated.
"And what is your name?" He asked Harold directly.
"Newman, Harold Newman." Leyarne laughed quietly.
"Well Mr Newman, who is looking after you?"
"Leyarne is Sir." He stated matter-of-factly
"Is that so? Well, she's far from my first choice." He grumbled as he waked off. Malfoy glared at him and went to retaliate. She held his arm and he sat down again. 'She has remarkable power and influence, a lot like Lord Voldemort when he was younger.' He stated.
"Now class, your favourite thing, duelling."
"Whoo." Malfoy whispered sarcastically to Leyarne. She laughed quietly and stood up. Everyone also stood.
"You have a wand?" She asked Harold politely. He frantically searched his pockets.
"No." She tutted at him.
"Hold out your hand." She ordered. He did so. She whispered a spell and a wand appeared.
"Phoenix feather, right?" She said with a smile, knowing that it was right.
"Now, we shall start with one couple until we have a final winner. As you all know, the current champ is Leyarne." There were mutterings of: 'obviously' and 'of course'. "then let the duelling begin." After 50 minutes Harold was in the top three with Leyarne and Lucius. Even he was surprised. As he was against Lucius ( because Leyarne was champ) he only realized something when they had finished. They exchanged several spells to each other. Surprisingly Harold won. Malfoy glared and sat back down. 'Uh oh' thought Harold.
"Now champ verses newbie. Who will win?"
"Harold!" cheered James, Remus and Sirius. The others knew Leyarne would win. Or would she? Harold threw some good spells but she just dodged them. She then (without saying a word or moving) sent a spell towards Harold. He was thrown against a wall. Leyarne felt pain, but didn't show it. 'Why did that happen?' she wondered. She walked over to him and helped him up.
"Sorry Newman." She whispered then returned to her seat, with a grin on her face. 'Was she just showing off or was she warning him? Why isn't there any clapping?'
"Well done Leyarne and excellent duelling Mr Newman. He grinned and looked to Leyarne. She smiled and mouthed: well done. He grinned wider. Malfoy put his arm around her waist as a reminder to Harold. He looked away again.
"Git." Sirius remarked quietly.
"Who?" asked James defensively
"Malfoy."
"Everyone fancies her, he's lucky he has her." Remus pointed out.
"What does she see in him?" All three went quiet, thinking.
"Okay class, you can pack up and wait for the bell." Sirius walked up to Harold and Leyarne.
"Well done Harold."
"Thanks Sirius you were good too."
"Thanks," He smiled. "Congrats again 'champ'"
"Thank you."
"What do you want Black?" Malfoy snapped defensively.
"To congratulate Leyarne." He stated coldly.
"Well she's taken." He warned.
"I know by some slimy git with blonde hair." Just as Malfoy was about to threaten him again, James came up to them.
"Sirius, what are you doing?" said his fellow marauder.
"Nothing." He said admitting defeat. Malfoy smirked, kissed Leyarne on the cheek then left.