A/N – -taps microphone- Is this thing on? Hellooooo? Helloooooooooooooo? You can hear me? Sweet. Welcome, one and all to chapter 10. The big one-oh, peoples!
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So, without further ado, I bring to you… the DISCLAIMER!
(Ahahaha, you thought it was gonna be the story.)
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Who Said Children Are The Future?
CHAPTER 10
After the Mrs. Norris incident, people had become very suspicious of Harry, and had tried to steer clear of him. Everyone except Andy, Lemo and Cheesy did this. But of course, because of what Dumbledore had said about Lemo, Harry wasn't talking to her. Or Andy. Or Cheesy. Because they were Lemo's friends. And Harry's gay like that.
It was the weekend, and the three girls were in the Slytherin common room, lazing about as you do on a weekend. Lemo was trying to build a pyramid with the Exploding Snap cards, Andy was trying to verse herself in chess, and Cheesy was looking around the common room shiftily, putting her hand in her pocket every now and then. And her gaze just so happened to land on a notice that had been put on the notice board. Funny that… a notice on the notice board… anyways. Cheesy nudged her friends, and the three read it.
Students of all years, the lovely, charming, and oh-so good looking (at this, Cheesy gagged and stopped reading, letting Andy and Lemo continue) Professor Gilderoy Lockhart present to you the
GILDEROY LOCKHART DUELING CLUB
Many of you (many meaning all) do not know the proper way of dueling. Because of this, I have gotten the permission of Albus Dumbledore to start a dueling club. It will begin tonight at 5:00pm. I expect to see you all there! (Especially Harry Potter, because he is famous. However, he is far less famous than I. And he's not as good looking.)
"A Dueling Club, eh?" Lemo said, looking back at her friends, "Might be interesting. Should we go check it out?"
Cheesy and Andy stared at her like she was some sort of crazed lunatic with an axe, and was about to hack them to bits. Did I mention the axe was blunt?
…anyways…
"Lemo, Lockhart's a fake. A phony. He doesn't even know what he's talking about half the time", Andy said, whilst Cheesy nodded in agreement. At that exact moment, Draco and his cronies had decided to enter the common room.
"I heard Professor Snape's co-hosting the Dueling Club", Draco said.
Andy and Cheesy looked at each other, before looking at Lemo, who was now checking for hangnails. "Lemo… we're in!"
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So, that afternoon at exactly 5:00pm, everyone who was interested in the Dueling Club piled into the Great Hall. After about a ten minute wait (Cheesy had been timing on her watch, as Andy and Lemo had made a bet on how late Lockhart would be), Lockhart entered the Great Hall, looking smug and stuff. "How late was he, Cheesy?" Lemo whispered to her friend.
"Ten minutes", Cheesy whispered back.
"SHIT!"
"HA! Pay up, Lemo!" Andy said.
"I… don't have the money just yet. Gimme a few days… maybe weeks… maybe months… maybe years… but you'll get the money, don't worry!"
Andy growled under her breath, but shrugged it off. Cheesy looked around, her gaze resting on a boy in Second Year. She nudged Andy. "Andy! Tell Lemo it's Seer time", Cheesy said.
Andy followed Cheesy's gaze, before nudging Lemo. "Lemo, Seer time", she said.
Lemo followed her friends' gazes, before clearing her throat. She walked over to the Second Year, and tapped him on the shoulder.
"Yes?" the boy said.
"Would you happen to be Justin Finch-Fletchley?" Lemo asked.
"Yes…" Justin said.
Lemo nodded, and cleared her throat again before beginning to talk in the high-pitched voice. "Beware of the Parselmouth and his snake." (A/N – That sounds dirty, doesn't it?)
Lemo then wandered back over to her friends in time to hear Lockhart assign Draco and Harry as dueling partners. "What's going on?" she asked Andy. Cheesy was busy staring at Justin Finch-Fletchley.
"Your fathers are about to duel", Andy said, not taking her eyes off Draco and Harry.
"Oooh! Five galleons that Draco wins", Lemo said.
"You're on", Andy said. The two shook on it, and turned to watch the duel.
"Now boys, when I count to three, you will disarm your opponent. Disarm only. I don't want any damage done!" Lockhart said. "Now, bow!"
Harry and Draco bowed to each other, not taking their eyes off the other.
"Scared, Potter?" Draco asked.
"You wish", Harry replied.
(A/N – Taken from the book and movie. I don't own that quote.)
"One… two… three!"
"Rictusempra!" Harry shouted, pointing his wand at Draco. Draco immediately started to laugh, sinking to his knees.
"I SAID DISARM ONLY!" Lockhart shouted.
Draco pointed his wand at Harry, gasping for breath. He managed to choke out, "Tarantallegra!"
In a matter of seconds, Harry's legs started to jerk around uncontrollably in some sort of weird dance.
"STOP! STOOOOOOOP!" Lockhart screamed, "I SAID DISARM! ONLY DISARM! Dammit, why don't these bloody students listen to me?"
Andy, Cheesy and Lemo exchanged looks, before all pointing their wands at the two boys.
"Finite Incantatem", they said in unison. Harry stopped dancing, and Draco stopped laughing, both boys looking up sheepishly. Snape glanced at Andy, Cheesy and Lemo, looking rather peeved. Well, they had stolen his line…
"Mr. Potter, you will serve a detention with me tonight", Snape said. Harry instantly argued.
"WHY ME? MALFOY ATTACKED ME TOO!"
"Mr. Malfoy was merely defending himself. Lockhart specifically said disarm only. You, Mr. Potter, had to go and take it to the next level by attempting to hurt Mr. Malfoy."
"The bloody spell didn't hurt the git! He was laughing!"
"I COULD HAVE LAUGHED TO DEATH!" Draco shouted. Andy, Lemo and Cheesy all burst into laughter, making all eyes turn to them.
"Is something funny, girls?" Lockhart asked.
"Have you ever heard of anyone laughing to death?" Andy asked, giggling. Cheesy and Lemo were still giggling, though they were now looking at Snape and Draco. Snape was leaning down, muttering something into Draco's ear.
"Lemo…" Cheesy muttered, "Seer time…"
Lemo nodded, and made her way over to Harry.
"Harry?" she said. Harry glared at her.
"What?"
Lemo cleared her throat. "Beware of the blonde-haired boy and the snake."
Harry frowned in confusion, and was about to ask Lemo what she was talking about, but Lemo had already jumped off the stage. Shrugging, Harry turned to look at Draco, who had his wand pointed at him.
"Serpensortia!" Draco shouted.
The end of his wand exploded, and a long black snake shot out of it. The snake fell to the floor and raised itself, prepared to attack.
"Don't move, Mr. Potter", Snape said, wand raised.
"I'll get rid of it!" Lockhart, who was determined to prove himself as the all-powerful, totally awesome wizard, shouted. He brandished his wand at the snake, but instead of making it disappear, it flew into the air, fell back onto the floor, and hissed angrily. The snake slithered towards Justin Finch-Fletchley, fangs exposed.
Justin stared at the snake, before remembering what Lemo had said to him. "…the snake… where's the Parselmouth?" he muttered, though it was obvious that he was shit-scared.
"Leave him!"
The Great Hall fell silent, all eyes on Harry, who had his eyes fixed on the snake.
"Leave him alone!" Harry said, though it seemed he was talking in a different language. Well, he was. But let's not go into that right now…
The snake hissed angrily, looking at Harry.
"Get away from him!" Harry said. The snake hissed again, but obeyed Harry, slowly slithering away from Justin. Harry turned to Justin, a big grin on his face.
"Well now, who's the-"
"What the hell are you playing at, Potter?" Justin said angrily, "Getting that snake to attack me like that!"
"But I-"
"NO! Don't come near me, Potter!" Justin said, and ran out of the Great Hall, his Hufflepuff buddies following him.
Harry stared, open-mouthed after him, before feeling a tug on the back of his robes.
"Come on, Harry…" he heard Ron say, "Come on you shithead!"
Harry allowed Hermione and Ron to drag him out of the Great Hall.
Lemo, Cheesy and Andy looked at each other, before following them.
"Why didn't you tell us you were a Parselmouth?" Ron asked, obviously upset that Harry had kept such a thing from him.
"A what?" Harry asked.
"A Parselmouth", Andy chimed in, "Is someone who can speak to snakes. Like you just did then."
"Why didn't you tell us you could speak to snakes, Harry?" Hermione asked.
"I didn't know! I mean, I knew, because I once set a boa constrictor on Dudley at the zoo…"
"You mean you've spoken to snakes before this?" Ron asked, "What? Do you have daily conversations with them, or something? Is there anything else you're hiding from us, Harry? Because now would be a great time to tell us!"
"He's horribly gay and wants to do Draco backwards", Lemo said. Ron stared incredulously at her, before turning his gaze back to Harry.
"Is… is this true?" he croaked out.
"WHAT? No!" Harry said.
"Don't deny it, Harry", Lemo said, "I know for a fact that you do. And Draco wants the same thing, don't worry."
"Can we not change the subject, please?" Hermione said, "We have a serious matter at hand! People are going to think that Harry is Salazar Slytherin's great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great grandson or something!"
"But I'm not!" Harry said, "You believe me, don't you?"
"'Course we do, mate!" Ron said quickly, "But… Salazar Slytherin is over a thousand years old. For all we know, you could be…"
A/N – Dun dun dunnnn! More drama in the Potterverse!
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