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Harry walked to the great hall and scanned the Slytherin table for Cecile's face, but to no avail. Instead, his eyes met Draco's, this pair of eyes happened to be glaring at Harry coldly. Harry ignored it and was about to go look for Cecile in the library when Draco came up to him.
"Potter, I need to talk to you," he said.
"What do you want? This is ridiculous, I hate you and would not give u more then 2 minutes of my time!"
"Its about Cecile." Draco whispered, seriously
"What?" Harry asked, getting anxious.
"Well," said Draco, "I think... we should duel for her.... TO THE DEATH!"
"What? Are you insane?" Harry exclaimed, "That's the stupidest flibbertigibbitin thing I ever heard!"
"Well," Draco said, "do YOU have a better idea?" Harry thought for a moment, and then...
"Well, we could...or you could leave her the hell alone, since I'm the good guy here, and good guys always win!" said Harry, matter-of-factly.
"What? How are you the good guy, you're the one who wanted to leave her pregnant and alone!" Draco yelled
"Um...no I didn't...plus, you've got the black hat on!"
"What the fuck are you on about Potter!?"
"O..." Harry takes out his wand and mutters "Cowboyus hatus onus" and a cowboy hat appeared on each boys head, Harry's white and Draco's black.
Suddenly, Draco began to act very strange. He went up to random guys and started dancing. He also began to talk like a valley girl. Harry was confuzzed for a few minutes, but then, a magical light bulb came up over his head. Harry shouted,
"OH MY GOD, MALFOY'S ACTUALLY GAY!"
Draco turned around, and said,
"No I'm not, its this flibbertigibittin hat, its CURSED! CURSED, I TELL YOU, CURSED!"
"Mine isn't," Harry said, simply.
"Well, who was the one who did the spell, dumbflibbertigibbit?"
"O, right."
"Yes, you set me up! Lets duel right now!"
"You forgot to the death" Harry whispered,
"O, right, thank you...TO THE DEATH!"
The two boys start dueling and hardly notice Cecile enter the great hall while putting two Barbie sized suitcases into her pocket, followed by Sylvie doing the same thing, and they wouldn't have noticed if Ron hadn't let out a huge sigh.
Harry walked to the great hall and scanned the Slytherin table for Cecile's face, but to no avail. Instead, his eyes met Draco's, this pair of eyes happened to be glaring at Harry coldly. Harry ignored it and was about to go look for Cecile in the library when Draco came up to him.
"Potter, I need to talk to you," he said.
"What do you want? This is ridiculous, I hate you and would not give u more then 2 minutes of my time!"
"Its about Cecile." Draco whispered, seriously
"What?" Harry asked, getting anxious.
"Well," said Draco, "I think... we should duel for her.... TO THE DEATH!"
"What? Are you insane?" Harry exclaimed, "That's the stupidest flibbertigibbitin thing I ever heard!"
"Well," Draco said, "do YOU have a better idea?" Harry thought for a moment, and then...
"Well, we could...or you could leave her the hell alone, since I'm the good guy here, and good guys always win!" said Harry, matter-of-factly.
"What? How are you the good guy, you're the one who wanted to leave her pregnant and alone!" Draco yelled
"Um...no I didn't...plus, you've got the black hat on!"
"What the fuck are you on about Potter!?"
"O..." Harry takes out his wand and mutters "Cowboyus hatus onus" and a cowboy hat appeared on each boys head, Harry's white and Draco's black.
Suddenly, Draco began to act very strange. He went up to random guys and started dancing. He also began to talk like a valley girl. Harry was confuzzed for a few minutes, but then, a magical light bulb came up over his head. Harry shouted,
"OH MY GOD, MALFOY'S ACTUALLY GAY!"
Draco turned around, and said,
"No I'm not, its this flibbertigibittin hat, its CURSED! CURSED, I TELL YOU, CURSED!"
"Mine isn't," Harry said, simply.
"Well, who was the one who did the spell, dumbflibbertigibbit?"
"O, right."
"Yes, you set me up! Lets duel right now!"
"You forgot to the death" Harry whispered,
"O, right, thank you...TO THE DEATH!"
The two boys start dueling and hardly notice Cecile enter the great hall while putting two Barbie sized suitcases into her pocket, followed by Sylvie doing the same thing, and they wouldn't have noticed if Ron hadn't let out a huge sigh.