AN/DISCLIAMER: Hey guys I know it's been awhile since I last updated... please don't hurt me. I've been going through somethings... which you may be able to tell by the last thing Leena says in this chapter... but anyway...

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Chapter 19

Dueling Club Anyone?

December

"Well Gwen, it appears your parents are rather happy. I think your job is done," Leena mused over her morning toast.

"What do you mean? Leena, Gwen's job is nowhere near over. Isn't the ultimate goal to have them be a family? Pennie quipped.

Gwen didn't hear a word of what they had to say. She was far too preoccupied with some last minute adjustments to a Charms paper.

"She isn't even listening is she?" Emma asked as she reached for her goblet of pumpkin juice.

Leena rolled her eyes and shook her head. "Of course she isn't she's too busy on that blasted essay that she finished last week! Gwen, Earth to Gwen… nothing. Lovely. Gwen, I have news for you… Merlin's beard nothing! That's it I give up. You guys can get through to her."

"Dear GOD, Gwen! Your parents are snogging at the head table!" Emma hissed with a pretense of utter disgust in her voice.

"That's nice. Completely out of character for the both of them but nice nevertheless," Gwen replied not looking up from her parchment for even an iota of a second.

"Let her finish the essay. You all know she isn't going to really care about anything we have to say until she's done," Pennie added as she reached for a nice red apple from the center of the table.

"… O… kay… there. Done. So, what was it you were going on about?" Gwen finally asked as she carefully placed the parchment back into her bag.

"Well I was saying that it appears that your parents are getting along rather-"

As Leena was trying to finish her sentence a tall Slytherin boy walked up to where they were sitting and cut Leena off, "Hello ladies. I'm Dean. Dean Chambers. Second year Slytherin and president of the Dueling Club. You four ladies look like you would enjoy joining the Dueling Club after Christmas Holidays. You see we are looking to bring first year students in before the end of term and it would be great if you would consider signing up to join."

Leena, clearly perturbed by the presence of the Slytherin boy, scowled and snidely retorted with, "I'm sorry but I'm irked by your existence, and you clearly have no idea who I am."

The Slytherin boy looked slightly aghast but quickly recovered and responded with, "Clearly I don't. Care to enlighten me?"

"Well, as I have already stated, you are beginning to irk me to an absurd level, so I am going to give you a very quick rundown. My name is Leena Ghensvey, I come from one of the longest lines of pure blood wizarding families in all of England. My family tree includes the ancient house of Black, making Bellatrix Lestrange one of my cousins. Suffice it to say one of the things Bellatrix and I have in common is our very short tempers," Leena was standing at this point, a hand on her hip and her index finger resting on her wand.

Dean looked Leena up and down, gave her a sly smile, extended his hand to her (which being a lady Leena took in her own hand), pulled her a little closer to him and said, "In which case, Miss Ghensvey, you should definitely join the Dueling Club. With an ancestry like yours you would be a natural at dueling."

He let her hand go, bid the rest of the girls good day and walked towards the Slytherin table. Still glaring, Leena sat back down tossing her dark brown hair out of her eyes.

"Can you believe the nerve of some people?" Leena fumed, "I mean just coming up to us, assuming that we will simple just join his absurd, childish, annoying, juvenile, little Dueling-"

"So when are you and Char going to see each other again?" Gwen interjected.

"Char who?" Leena smiled, grabbed a breakfast pastry and left the Great Hall.