Duel Club

"Welcome to the duel club, ran by yours truly," Lockhart said with an exaggerated bow.

Flitwick cleared his throat, "and myself. Now, I have requested that three students who have won competitions this summer give a proper dueling demonstration. Mr. Potter, Mr. Longbottom, Miss Dunbar," he said.

The three walked onto the stage wearing their dueling uniforms. "How are we doing this," Harry asked curiously. "Are we playing it like a true, one on one duel, as we dueled this summer?"

"Yes, which of you would like to duel."

Neville stepped forward, "Coin toss, winner plays then the two others do the same," he offered. They nodded calling it in the air, Harry won and later Neville, "The two of us, we flipped a coin, Fay lost."

She pouted at them but jumped from the stage. "Kick each other's arses," she cheered going with the twins.

Flitwick counted them in and they dueled on perfect form. The spells doing more and more damage to each other and the arena. Eventually after Neville was blasted nearly off the stage only to get back up and hit harry with a cutting curse the professor called them out. "Let's...not kill each other," Flitwick said as they both grinned.

"Come on professor, we were just getting started," harry said to the completely silent room. "We didn't even get to bone crushing spells or anything interesting."

He shook his head, "yes well, we are just beginning the lessons. I don't think we need that and I don't think your other professors would be pleased if you missed their classes due to infirmary stays."

The two duelists snickered jumping down. Getting claps on the back by the twins.

Lockhart cleared his throat and began talking about his dueling skills and his normal nonsense. The three duelists were barely paying attention until Fay heard something that instantly angered her and she cut him off. "No you didn't," she said causing all the students to look her way.

"Miss Dunbar, I assure you, I won the 1979 Myrdin tournament."

"The tournament runs on a bi yearly basis, it runs on even numbers," she said bluntly. "There wasn't a 1979 tournament."

Now everyone was interested. "Forgive me, 1980."

Fay looked at him coldly, "no you didn't. Paul Dunbar won the 1978 Myrdin tournament. He also won the 1976 and the 1980."

"Miss Dunbar, I believe you mixed up the facts, now if I may continue."

Yes, she was the one who mixed up the facts, "My father won that tournament."

He looked at her seriously, "perhaps you should have a talk about your father telling falsehoods, or perhaps I can."

Fay was practically vibrating in anger. No one had the right to insult her father. "Find a necromancer," she bit out.

Harry summoned his dueling book causing everyone to look at him shocked since that was a spell taught well past second year. "Myrdin tournament, 1826...1934...1978, 1980" Harry stated reading. "1st place, Paul Dunbar took first. Now what else have you lied about Professor." He said professor clearly mockingly. "I have a dueling history of every Myrdin competition up to 1990, self-updating professional stats. It has everyone who placed top three of every tournament since the beginning. Your names not even in it. In any year you could have possibly dueled. Care to make another claim professor, do you want to say you may have a different tournament."

"Yes well of course. Did I say Myrdin I meant a different competition," he said clearly flustered.

"Which," Neville demanded as every student stood listening. "I have every European tournament history. Bit of a dueling fanatic. Which tournament were you a part of?"

Flitwick had to hide a chuckle as the three second years faced off against their professor. "Well you see, I dueled outside of Europe for a number of years."

"Which competition, since I just happen to have the books for the America's dueling competitions."

"Yes well, back to dueling."

As if they'd even consider going back to dueling in his club after that. "Yeah, we will pass, bad enough we have to take DADA classes from someone who will lie to self-promote, we are not dueling near a half arsed instructor who has never run the tournament. Professor Flitwick takes over or we leave because he has earned his position since he's a four time Myrdin winner and a twice Netric winner," Harry said smirking looking far more the Slytherine then the Gryffindor he was.

Lockhart looked between the three and the other students. "I well...I...Mr. Potter, I am your professor and I will not be spoken to like that."

Fay grinned, "We are now banned from stating the truth," she said horrified. "Well, I will be glad to tell the other professors that you have put a ban on free thought and truthful statements. I guess you prefer living with lies. Have you ever done anything you have claimed?"

"D..."

"Don't bother, we are leaving, we missed duel practice for this," they said together leaving the curse shocked room to go blow things up.

After the meeting, Flitwick found them in his back room dueling against dummies. They glanced up at him the moment he entered. "While I do not approve of you mocking a professor, I understand your anger at his statements," Flitwick stated needing to make that clear.

Harry ran his fingers through his hair. "It's the principle of the thing professor. Not even just the fact that Fay's dad was the winner. He's claiming a title he did not earn."

"Dueling's supposed to be honorable...that's extremely low," Neville stated, "The point of dueling is honor and integrity. When you take the honor and integrity from dueling, you ruin the sport. He is making false claims and ruining the sport. Half the time he doesn't even hold his wand right. I bet he never made top ten in any dueling tournament in history."

Flitwick was in full agreement but he couldn't very well say that. "Please remain respectful to your professors.

"The code of all duelers," Fay stated. "Respect for the sport, for your opponent and for yourself, Honor as you duel every match and hold yourself with honor. Integrity, being honest, morally strong. Respect, Honor and Integrity is the dueler's code. He's claiming to be something he is not, it is in violation of the dueler's code. This is the sport we love and we won't let it be torn apart by a man with delusions of adequacy."

Neville and Harry hid back a snort of laughter at the last point. "We will attempt to give him respect that his position deserves but we will not let him make claims for things he has not earned," Neville stated. "Our honor will not allow it."

It took a minute but Flitwick did nod his acceptance. "Very well, I will allow you to continue dueling," Flitwick said leaving.

Harry took a surprised breath, "I cannot believe we did not get detention for that."

"Neither can I," Neville admitted sheepishly.

"I say we don't look a gift Pegasus in the mouth," Fay stated. "What's the next spell on the list?"

The three entered the great hall and the twins as well as Lee all immediately started bowing to them. They jumped back surprised as they chanted "we are not worthy" over and over again.

"What are you doing," harry asked confused.

"You got away with telling off Lockhart and calling him out in front of over half the school," Seamus said bluntly.

Some of the girls in the room were still not pleased, "You shouldn't talk to a professor like that," Hermione stated.

"He took credit for something he had not done," Harry stated bluntly. "Dueling's about honor and there is no honor in claiming a title you did not earn. He knew he did not win that competition what he did not know is some of us were aware of that. He has no right running a dueling club as he has no dueling experience and he does not hold a duelers honor. If you expected us to hold silent for that then you have another thing coming."

"He tried to claim a title my father earned through hard work and talent. You do not claim a title you do not earn," Fay stated. "There is no honor in that. Makes me question anything he has told us. Everything that he has done because if he tells falsehoods over a dueling tournament, why couldn't he do the same about a banshee or werewolf?"

"He can't even hold his wand half the time, he couldn't handle a group of pixies so how could he fight a werewolf," Neville demanded."

"He's a professor, he deserves respect," Hermione stated.

Harry shook his head. "No since he put his fame above a time honored tradition. We respect those who deserve it. He has to respect for himself so why should we respect him?"

"Here, here, party in Gryffindor," the twins shouted getting cheers.

Lee clicked on the music as Oliver wood brought out the butter beer.

The three duelers went off to the side fairly early. They liked to Party and have a good time but at the same time they did not really fit in with their housemates.