A/N: I am going to miss a massive chunk out of it, but if you've read the second book you should be all right. It is going to be the same as the second book from just after Potter and Ron get detentions for flying the car. To when Potter and Draco are duelling each other (about page 145).
Disclaimer: I own nothing you recognised. Also there is a bit at the beginning of this chapter that is from the book so I do not own that either.
Potter you're going down.
Chapter 3
"Scared?" muttered Draco, so that Lockhart couldn't hear him.
"You wish," said potter out the corner of his mouth.
Lockhart cuffed Potter merrily on the shoulder. "Just do what I did, Potter!"
"What, drop my wand?"
But Lockhart wasn't listening.
"Three – two – one – go!" he shouted.
Draco raised his wand quickly and bellowed, "Serpensortia!"
The end of his wand exploded. Potter watched, aghast, as a long black snake shot out of it, fell heavily onto the floor in between them and raised itself, ready to strike. There were screams as the crowd backed swiftly away.
"Don't move Potter," said Severus lazily, clearly enjoying the sight of Potter standing motionless, eye to eye with an angry snake. "I'll get rid of it…"
"Allow me!" shouted Lockhart. He brandished his wand at the snake and there was a loud bang; the snake, instead of vanishing, flew ten feet in the air and fell back to the floor with a loud smack. Enraged, hissing furiously, it slithered straight towards Justin Finch-Fletchley and raised it self again, fangs exposed, poised to strike.
Potter wasn't sure what made him do it. He wasn't even aware of deciding to do it. All he knew was that his legs were carrying as though he was on castors and that he had shouted stupidly at the snake, "leave him!" And miraculously – inexplicably – the snake slumped to the floor, docile as a thick black garden hose, its eyes now on Potter. Potter felt the fear drain out of him. He knew the snake wouldn't attack anyone now, though how he knew it, he couldn't have explained.
He looked up at Justin, grinning, expecting to see Justin looking relieved, or puzzled, or even grateful – but certainly not angry and scared.
"What do you think you're playing at?" he shouted, and before Potter could say anything, Justin had turned and stormed out of the Hall.
Severus stepped forward, waved his wand and the snake vanished in a small puff of black smoke.
When everyone got over with the shock and Draco's plan A hadn't worked. This plan was to get the snake to bit Potters head off. He had to go to plan B. The Slyhterins where all ready aware of Draco's plans and where waiting eagerly for them to take place.
Draco whipped his cloak open and took out hi light-saber. All the Muggle Borns that where there all started whispering things like, "How'd he get one of them."
The Slytherin's had smirks on there faces.
"Now potter, my first plan did not succeed, but believe me this one will!" Draco shouted.
Lockhart at this moment run off and hid himself in a corner. Hermione and Ron tried to go run and tell a teacher but Macmillan and another Slytherin held them back.
"So it is you that's got a light-saber, thought it were. But what are you planning to do, because you cant do much cause I've got my wand," Potter said, thinking he was being clever (A/N: But when is he ever clever.). When in fact he just made it worse for himself.
"OH, yeah forgot about that," Draco struck with his light-saber and cut his wand in half.
"Look at that Potter, nothing will save you now."
Draco struck and struck again, but Potter had had loads of dodging practice with living with the Dusleys.
Draco sticks again but Potter moved to the side just in time. Just as Potter was regaining his balance from his last attack, when Draco sliced half way though his left leg, then spun and chopped off the top of his head, just above his eyes. The top of Potters head went flying to a Hufflepuff girls arms.
"You liked his messy hair so why not have it," Draco shouted.
A/N: What do you think; tell me in a review PLEASE?
Later I might add a bit to the end and make it a bit different. But Potter will still die.
Disclaimer: I own nothing you recognised. Also there is a bit at the beginning of this chapter that is from the book so I do not own that either.
Potter you're going down.
Chapter 3
"Scared?" muttered Draco, so that Lockhart couldn't hear him.
"You wish," said potter out the corner of his mouth.
Lockhart cuffed Potter merrily on the shoulder. "Just do what I did, Potter!"
"What, drop my wand?"
But Lockhart wasn't listening.
"Three – two – one – go!" he shouted.
Draco raised his wand quickly and bellowed, "Serpensortia!"
The end of his wand exploded. Potter watched, aghast, as a long black snake shot out of it, fell heavily onto the floor in between them and raised itself, ready to strike. There were screams as the crowd backed swiftly away.
"Don't move Potter," said Severus lazily, clearly enjoying the sight of Potter standing motionless, eye to eye with an angry snake. "I'll get rid of it…"
"Allow me!" shouted Lockhart. He brandished his wand at the snake and there was a loud bang; the snake, instead of vanishing, flew ten feet in the air and fell back to the floor with a loud smack. Enraged, hissing furiously, it slithered straight towards Justin Finch-Fletchley and raised it self again, fangs exposed, poised to strike.
Potter wasn't sure what made him do it. He wasn't even aware of deciding to do it. All he knew was that his legs were carrying as though he was on castors and that he had shouted stupidly at the snake, "leave him!" And miraculously – inexplicably – the snake slumped to the floor, docile as a thick black garden hose, its eyes now on Potter. Potter felt the fear drain out of him. He knew the snake wouldn't attack anyone now, though how he knew it, he couldn't have explained.
He looked up at Justin, grinning, expecting to see Justin looking relieved, or puzzled, or even grateful – but certainly not angry and scared.
"What do you think you're playing at?" he shouted, and before Potter could say anything, Justin had turned and stormed out of the Hall.
Severus stepped forward, waved his wand and the snake vanished in a small puff of black smoke.
When everyone got over with the shock and Draco's plan A hadn't worked. This plan was to get the snake to bit Potters head off. He had to go to plan B. The Slyhterins where all ready aware of Draco's plans and where waiting eagerly for them to take place.
Draco whipped his cloak open and took out hi light-saber. All the Muggle Borns that where there all started whispering things like, "How'd he get one of them."
The Slytherin's had smirks on there faces.
"Now potter, my first plan did not succeed, but believe me this one will!" Draco shouted.
Lockhart at this moment run off and hid himself in a corner. Hermione and Ron tried to go run and tell a teacher but Macmillan and another Slytherin held them back.
"So it is you that's got a light-saber, thought it were. But what are you planning to do, because you cant do much cause I've got my wand," Potter said, thinking he was being clever (A/N: But when is he ever clever.). When in fact he just made it worse for himself.
"OH, yeah forgot about that," Draco struck with his light-saber and cut his wand in half.
"Look at that Potter, nothing will save you now."
Draco struck and struck again, but Potter had had loads of dodging practice with living with the Dusleys.
Draco sticks again but Potter moved to the side just in time. Just as Potter was regaining his balance from his last attack, when Draco sliced half way though his left leg, then spun and chopped off the top of his head, just above his eyes. The top of Potters head went flying to a Hufflepuff girls arms.
"You liked his messy hair so why not have it," Draco shouted.
A/N: What do you think; tell me in a review PLEASE?
Later I might add a bit to the end and make it a bit different. But Potter will still die.