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At this, Harry moaned, "Never mind, I will choose Divination. I can't stand being predicted death every time I am in Professor Trelawney's lessons. If I am going to drop dead every time she said so, I will be a legend!"
"Well, you ARE a LEGEND, Harry. The-Boy-Who-Lived."
"Oh, Great."
"Now Harry, go back to your Common Room, Harry. I will deal with Wormtail."
Harry managed to avoid Filch and Mrs Norris on his way back to his back to Gryffindor Common Room.
"Password?" said the Fat Lady when Harry reached her. "Er..." Harry did not know the password to go into Gryffindor Common Room.
*Use the Marauder's Map for God's sake, Harry! *
"Oh you are right!"
Looking at the map on his hand, he managed to find himself outside the Gryffindor Common Room. Looking more closely, he saw the password, "Harry Potter." Harry choked-his name is the password?
"Harry Potter," said Harry. Gracing him with a smile, the Fat Lady swings open on her hinge, letting Harry enter. He walked straight to his dormitory, which is now label "Fifth Years". Entering into the room, Harry walked towards his bed. Exhausted, he falls straight to sleep and had a strange dream. Two figures appeared before him. One was donned in a white robe with his face covered while the other was donned in a black robe. Both have two pair of wings on their back, looking like a mix between a phoenix and a Pegasus. Both holding a sword in scabbard with their hand.
"Who are you?" the fear is evidence in his tone.
"Young Harry, you need not fear. I am Tryanl, the Archangel of Light."
"And I am Dreki, the Archangel of Darkness. Our Lord has just selected you to be the new Lord of The Light."
"What?!"
*Yes Harry, I just have a word with him and requested him to make you the new Lord of The Light.*
"Why me?"
"There are two reasons. One is because Baal, the Lord of Destruction, had made Lord Voldemort the new Lord Of The Darkness. The second reason will be answered to you once the time is reached. Do not dwell in it further. Leave it all to fate," said Tryanl
"Now, Harry, we will have to transfer our powers and knowledge to you. It would not hurt you at all."
Both Archangels placed their hands on his temple and began the transfer ritual. Harry could feel the calmness; wisdom and powers flow throughout his body. When the Archangels removed their hands, Harry felt a stinging sensation on his upper right arm. Opening his eyes, he saw three sword- one yellow, one black and one green joining together at their tip forming the a letter 'Y' mark. The centre where the sword met was a white Orb. Looking up at the Archangels in a puzzled expression, he asked, "What is this symbol and what does it stand for?"
"Harry this the mark of the Lord of the Light. Now you have to take this," said Tryanl handing him an orb. "The Orb of Light."
"Harry, you are armed with a quest. The quest to retrieve the Chaos Breaker."
"The Chaos Breaker!? But that is only a myth, a legend. It could not possibly exist!"
"That where you are wrong, Harry. Only the Lord of The Light can get it. Find the Alter of Swords and place the Sword of Light on the right side and the Sword of Darkness on the left side. Together, it will create the Chaos Breaker."
"Harry, the Alter of Swords is at Hogwarts. Where is it, you will have to fid it yourself. Here, take this," said Dreki handing Harry the sword. "The Sword Of Darkness. But be warned. This weapon is cursed so never wield it. You may hold the sword by its handle for easy carrying, BUT NEVER EVER USE IT FOR ANY ENGAGEMENT, MAY IT BE MAGICAL OR FORCE! Remember never let this sword fall into the hands of Lord Voldemort. It is equal to Armageddon- meteors arriving onto the surface of Earth like rain."
"And here is the Sword of Light, make good use of it, Harry. It can act as a wand or a staff, using it to cast magic is easy, but the power is colossal. It can be use to destroy Dementors, Vampires and other creatures of the Undead So beware, Lord Of The Light and may the force be with you."
"Harry, you must remember that 'With great powers comes with great responsibility.' Never be like Lord Voldemort who let his obsession for powers rule his head. So goodbye Lord Of the Light and may the Light shines you your path for the dark times will come." Said Dreki. "Oh please remember not to let any one touch the things we have gave you. The effect can kill."
*Harry, the Orb of Light is a guardian, use it to protect yourself. Let your sub-conscious mind lead you to the Alter of Swords. Now good bye, I will aid you if you ever need me again.*
Harry woke up, startled. Him? The Lord Of The Light? Ridiculous! Rubbing his eyes, he saw the very things that had appeared in his dream-the Sword of Light, the Sword of Darkness and the Orb of Light-hovering above his trunk. Reaching up, Harry grabbed hold of the Orb of Light. Examining the Orb closely, he saw the Orb was not made of glass but a strange type of magic that Harry had not know.
'Merlin, what surround the Orb?'
*The ancient magical powers of Light, Harry.*
'Oh!'
Looking back at the Orb, Harry could see the white light that is being given out by the Orb, the base was of a light pink colour and attached onto the Orb. Put in this way, it is a thing of beauty. After placing the Orb down by the table beside his bed, Harry turned his attention towards the two hovering swords. Reaching out and grabbing both the scabbard and the hilt of the Sword of Light, he eased the scabbard away from the blade, gently. The blade was unnaturally straight and sharp, not to mention a rich mix of white, gold and yellow light. The sword was unbelievably light. The grip of the sword was very smooth and yet soft. The sword guard was craved into a very elegant finish with these words, "gladius vector-oris m sternuo (Latin: sword bearer of the Light)," which reflected clearly the owner of the sword is the Bearer of Light. A yellow colour diamond was embedded onto the hilt of the sword. Sliding the sword back into its scabbard, Harry carefully places the sword beside the Orb of Light before turn to the Sword of Darkness. Harry removed the sword from above his trunk. Gently, he removed the scabbard from the sword. What Harry saw was beyond his wildest imagination. The blade radiates an oppressive force, the present of sword aura made Harry felt very suffocated. He saw the blade was soot-black and midnight blue but yet with a radiance that Harry had never seen. The grip, sword guard was the same but the words have a difference. Instead of "gladius vector-oris m sternuo" it is now, "vector-oris m gladius nox noctis f (Latin: Bearer of Sword the of Darkness). No longer was Harry able to withstand the pressure given out by the sword, Harry slide the scabbard and saw a black diamond embedded at the hilt of the sword before he place the weapon beside the Sword of Light.
'Hmm...three legendary items from the past is with me now. Better go to Dumbledore now.'
Grabbing the swords with his right hand and his father's Invisibility Cloak and the Marauder's Map with his left, Harry bolted out of the room only to return to get his forgotten Orb of the Light. Moving down the stairs, he activated the Map. He had happen no wish of getting caught by the caretaker Filch or Professor Snape. Harry shuddered to think what Snape would do to him after Harry told him to shut up in front of the whole school.
'Wonder what time it is?'
*Not late, about four in the morning, my Lord.*
'Please!'
*Well you are he Lord of the Light, Harry.*
'I give up.'
The voice snorted and said, *That is YOUR problem, not my!*
Making his way through the whole castle, Harry managed to find the stone gargoyle that guards the door to Dumbledore's office. "Sherbet lemon," said Harry after he consulted the Marauder's Map. The gargoyle jump open and when Harry was about to stepped in, he heard the stone gargoyle said, "Welcome to the room of the Headmaster, Lord Of The Light." Harry nearly fall flat on to his face. 'How did Albus know I am the new Lord of the Light?'
*Well, remember I have mental connection with Albus, Harry.*
'Oh great!' thought Harry rather sarcastically as he walked up the stair to Dumbledore's room. 'I'm planning to keep this a secret until I have met him. Why do you to expose my new identity so fast? Eh...Merlin?'
*For fun and laughter, Harry, that is why I expose you so fast to Dumbledore.*
'Just make sure that not one else learn about it or you will be dead,' growled Harry.
*Don't worry about killing me, Harry. I'm dead about two thousands years ago, so I'm afraid that you the most you could do is to curse me in language.*
'Great, I will keep that in mind.'
Harry pushes open the door and moved towards Fawkes.
~Hello Fawkes, I hope you are will.~
~Indeed, Lord Of The Light, I am well and you seems better than before.~
Harry blinked.
~How you know I am the new Lord Of The Light?~
~Creatures of the light will be inform whenever a new Lord Of The Light is appointed. It is the same for the Lord Of Darkness, my Lord.~
~Please don't call me Lord, I don't like it. Just call me Harry.~
~Yes my...Harry.~
~Thanks, by the way, where is Albus?~
~Master Albus is at the kitchen trying to get some food. It seems weird that he have to go the kitchen when he can just summon food easily.~
~He is like that, Fawkes. Don't you know?~
~Indeed, Harry. Look, my master had returned.~
Turning back towards the door, Harry found the Headmaster coming into the room.
"Ah...Harry, I expect that you have brought the Sword of Light, the Sword of Darkness and the Orb of Light to me," said Dumbledore with a faint trace of smile playing on his mouth and his eyes was shining with pride.
"Yes Albus, I want to keep these items with you all times until I can find the Alter of Swords. Ah...and these the Death Eaters that I have caught yesterday."
"I quite remember, the Daily Prophet has this headline 'Harry Potter Done It Again'. There was a good description of how you dueled the Death Eaters and capture them with four spells. It was nearly half the paper, you know."
"Oh great, just what I need more publicity," said Harry, rather unhappily.
"Harry, I know that you do not like all these, but there is nothing you can do about it."
"I know, Albus, I hope that you help me keep this a secret. I will tell Ron and Hermione when the time is right," said Harry. When the Headmaster nodded, Harry just smiled. "Albus, I believe that you had not make any yearly announcement last night. I think that you better call fro all the Head of houses to get all the students down for the announcement in the morning."
"Ah... thanks Harry, you have reminded me. So Harry you better get back to your Common Room..."
"Albus, can you have a Dueling club so we can train all students to be well prepared in case of an event like those which happen at Platform 9¾ and who is the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher for now?"
"Harry, I can consider about the Dueling Club, the new Defense Against the Dark Art teacher will be me for the moment. Or at least until I can get a new teacher."
"Bye."
Harry had just stepped into the Common Room when he was nearly knocked out by Ron and Hermione. "Harry! Where have you been? We thought You-Know-Who got you!" "RON! HERMIONE! I am here, alive and kicking. Now can you please release me? I have some have some air!" "Opps...sorry!" said Ron and Hermione. "Now can we go to the Great Hall? Albus have some announcement to make."
"Harry, Are you nuts? This five in the morning! Most people have not wake up yet."
"Wait."
The portrait of Fat Lady open and Minerva McGonagall have just stepped in. "Ah...Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley and Miss Granger, do you mind telling everyone to go down to the Great Hall the annual announcement by Professor Dumbledore?"
"That is no problem at all Professor."
"Good, I have to be off for your next lesson," when she finished, she walked out for the common room. The trio walked up the stairs and started to arouse every one.
Later at the Great Hall...
Professor McGonagall was giving out the timetable for the fifth years.
"Great! Care for Magical Creatures the first lesson. Better still, with Slytherin," groaned Ron
"I just hope that Hagrid had not bring in any more 'Cuddly' or 'Cute' creatures," said Harry.
"Your attention please! Yesterday due to some rather unfortunate problem with the Death Eaters, I have yet to make the announcement. Mr Filch, the caretaker, has asked me to tell all of you that magic is not allowed in the corridor. And the Forbidden Forest is out of bound to all students. Some of our older student may have to remember," Harry and Ron could have swear that Dumbledore's eyes have just flash at them. "On a happier note, I am please to announce that the inter-house Quidditch Cup. There will be a Dueling Tournament organized by the Ministry of Magic for Hogwarts, Salem, Beauxbatons and Durmstrang."
This announcement was met with a roar of approval from the school. When the shouting has stopped, Dumbledore continued, "This Tournament is open to students Fourth Years and above. There will be a maximum limit of twelve students who will be chosen by their house teacher. And we have a temporary teacher for Care for Magical Creatures as Hagrid have something on until Christmas. Please put your hands together to welcome Professor Fleur Delacour!" Fleur came gliding into the room to the wolf whistle and stomping from most of the male population, much to displeasure of most girls. Ron was practically drooling over Fleur while Hermione was scowling at Ron.
"Ron, the amount of saliva coming out of you is enough to fill the lake outside," teased Harry. 'If he keep this up, he can kiss any chance with Hermione goodbye.'
"Now that all have been said, so all to your lessons," said Dumbledore. There was a rush as people were trying to get to their first lesson of the day.
"So, what do you think about this Dueling Tournament, Harry?"
"I will enter if Professor McGonagall chooses me. But we have to wait."
"Lets go to the Care for Magical Creatures now, we do not want to be late, do we?"
"Now, that more like it, Ron," said Hermione.
"I thinks he is more interested in lusting over Fleur, Hermione," said Harry.
"Who? Me? Never!" shouted Ron.
"You never know," said Harry rather mischievously.
At this, Harry moaned, "Never mind, I will choose Divination. I can't stand being predicted death every time I am in Professor Trelawney's lessons. If I am going to drop dead every time she said so, I will be a legend!"
"Well, you ARE a LEGEND, Harry. The-Boy-Who-Lived."
"Oh, Great."
"Now Harry, go back to your Common Room, Harry. I will deal with Wormtail."
Harry managed to avoid Filch and Mrs Norris on his way back to his back to Gryffindor Common Room.
"Password?" said the Fat Lady when Harry reached her. "Er..." Harry did not know the password to go into Gryffindor Common Room.
*Use the Marauder's Map for God's sake, Harry! *
"Oh you are right!"
Looking at the map on his hand, he managed to find himself outside the Gryffindor Common Room. Looking more closely, he saw the password, "Harry Potter." Harry choked-his name is the password?
"Harry Potter," said Harry. Gracing him with a smile, the Fat Lady swings open on her hinge, letting Harry enter. He walked straight to his dormitory, which is now label "Fifth Years". Entering into the room, Harry walked towards his bed. Exhausted, he falls straight to sleep and had a strange dream. Two figures appeared before him. One was donned in a white robe with his face covered while the other was donned in a black robe. Both have two pair of wings on their back, looking like a mix between a phoenix and a Pegasus. Both holding a sword in scabbard with their hand.
"Who are you?" the fear is evidence in his tone.
"Young Harry, you need not fear. I am Tryanl, the Archangel of Light."
"And I am Dreki, the Archangel of Darkness. Our Lord has just selected you to be the new Lord of The Light."
"What?!"
*Yes Harry, I just have a word with him and requested him to make you the new Lord of The Light.*
"Why me?"
"There are two reasons. One is because Baal, the Lord of Destruction, had made Lord Voldemort the new Lord Of The Darkness. The second reason will be answered to you once the time is reached. Do not dwell in it further. Leave it all to fate," said Tryanl
"Now, Harry, we will have to transfer our powers and knowledge to you. It would not hurt you at all."
Both Archangels placed their hands on his temple and began the transfer ritual. Harry could feel the calmness; wisdom and powers flow throughout his body. When the Archangels removed their hands, Harry felt a stinging sensation on his upper right arm. Opening his eyes, he saw three sword- one yellow, one black and one green joining together at their tip forming the a letter 'Y' mark. The centre where the sword met was a white Orb. Looking up at the Archangels in a puzzled expression, he asked, "What is this symbol and what does it stand for?"
"Harry this the mark of the Lord of the Light. Now you have to take this," said Tryanl handing him an orb. "The Orb of Light."
"Harry, you are armed with a quest. The quest to retrieve the Chaos Breaker."
"The Chaos Breaker!? But that is only a myth, a legend. It could not possibly exist!"
"That where you are wrong, Harry. Only the Lord of The Light can get it. Find the Alter of Swords and place the Sword of Light on the right side and the Sword of Darkness on the left side. Together, it will create the Chaos Breaker."
"Harry, the Alter of Swords is at Hogwarts. Where is it, you will have to fid it yourself. Here, take this," said Dreki handing Harry the sword. "The Sword Of Darkness. But be warned. This weapon is cursed so never wield it. You may hold the sword by its handle for easy carrying, BUT NEVER EVER USE IT FOR ANY ENGAGEMENT, MAY IT BE MAGICAL OR FORCE! Remember never let this sword fall into the hands of Lord Voldemort. It is equal to Armageddon- meteors arriving onto the surface of Earth like rain."
"And here is the Sword of Light, make good use of it, Harry. It can act as a wand or a staff, using it to cast magic is easy, but the power is colossal. It can be use to destroy Dementors, Vampires and other creatures of the Undead So beware, Lord Of The Light and may the force be with you."
"Harry, you must remember that 'With great powers comes with great responsibility.' Never be like Lord Voldemort who let his obsession for powers rule his head. So goodbye Lord Of the Light and may the Light shines you your path for the dark times will come." Said Dreki. "Oh please remember not to let any one touch the things we have gave you. The effect can kill."
*Harry, the Orb of Light is a guardian, use it to protect yourself. Let your sub-conscious mind lead you to the Alter of Swords. Now good bye, I will aid you if you ever need me again.*
Harry woke up, startled. Him? The Lord Of The Light? Ridiculous! Rubbing his eyes, he saw the very things that had appeared in his dream-the Sword of Light, the Sword of Darkness and the Orb of Light-hovering above his trunk. Reaching up, Harry grabbed hold of the Orb of Light. Examining the Orb closely, he saw the Orb was not made of glass but a strange type of magic that Harry had not know.
'Merlin, what surround the Orb?'
*The ancient magical powers of Light, Harry.*
'Oh!'
Looking back at the Orb, Harry could see the white light that is being given out by the Orb, the base was of a light pink colour and attached onto the Orb. Put in this way, it is a thing of beauty. After placing the Orb down by the table beside his bed, Harry turned his attention towards the two hovering swords. Reaching out and grabbing both the scabbard and the hilt of the Sword of Light, he eased the scabbard away from the blade, gently. The blade was unnaturally straight and sharp, not to mention a rich mix of white, gold and yellow light. The sword was unbelievably light. The grip of the sword was very smooth and yet soft. The sword guard was craved into a very elegant finish with these words, "gladius vector-oris m sternuo (Latin: sword bearer of the Light)," which reflected clearly the owner of the sword is the Bearer of Light. A yellow colour diamond was embedded onto the hilt of the sword. Sliding the sword back into its scabbard, Harry carefully places the sword beside the Orb of Light before turn to the Sword of Darkness. Harry removed the sword from above his trunk. Gently, he removed the scabbard from the sword. What Harry saw was beyond his wildest imagination. The blade radiates an oppressive force, the present of sword aura made Harry felt very suffocated. He saw the blade was soot-black and midnight blue but yet with a radiance that Harry had never seen. The grip, sword guard was the same but the words have a difference. Instead of "gladius vector-oris m sternuo" it is now, "vector-oris m gladius nox noctis f (Latin: Bearer of Sword the of Darkness). No longer was Harry able to withstand the pressure given out by the sword, Harry slide the scabbard and saw a black diamond embedded at the hilt of the sword before he place the weapon beside the Sword of Light.
'Hmm...three legendary items from the past is with me now. Better go to Dumbledore now.'
Grabbing the swords with his right hand and his father's Invisibility Cloak and the Marauder's Map with his left, Harry bolted out of the room only to return to get his forgotten Orb of the Light. Moving down the stairs, he activated the Map. He had happen no wish of getting caught by the caretaker Filch or Professor Snape. Harry shuddered to think what Snape would do to him after Harry told him to shut up in front of the whole school.
'Wonder what time it is?'
*Not late, about four in the morning, my Lord.*
'Please!'
*Well you are he Lord of the Light, Harry.*
'I give up.'
The voice snorted and said, *That is YOUR problem, not my!*
Making his way through the whole castle, Harry managed to find the stone gargoyle that guards the door to Dumbledore's office. "Sherbet lemon," said Harry after he consulted the Marauder's Map. The gargoyle jump open and when Harry was about to stepped in, he heard the stone gargoyle said, "Welcome to the room of the Headmaster, Lord Of The Light." Harry nearly fall flat on to his face. 'How did Albus know I am the new Lord of the Light?'
*Well, remember I have mental connection with Albus, Harry.*
'Oh great!' thought Harry rather sarcastically as he walked up the stair to Dumbledore's room. 'I'm planning to keep this a secret until I have met him. Why do you to expose my new identity so fast? Eh...Merlin?'
*For fun and laughter, Harry, that is why I expose you so fast to Dumbledore.*
'Just make sure that not one else learn about it or you will be dead,' growled Harry.
*Don't worry about killing me, Harry. I'm dead about two thousands years ago, so I'm afraid that you the most you could do is to curse me in language.*
'Great, I will keep that in mind.'
Harry pushes open the door and moved towards Fawkes.
~Hello Fawkes, I hope you are will.~
~Indeed, Lord Of The Light, I am well and you seems better than before.~
Harry blinked.
~How you know I am the new Lord Of The Light?~
~Creatures of the light will be inform whenever a new Lord Of The Light is appointed. It is the same for the Lord Of Darkness, my Lord.~
~Please don't call me Lord, I don't like it. Just call me Harry.~
~Yes my...Harry.~
~Thanks, by the way, where is Albus?~
~Master Albus is at the kitchen trying to get some food. It seems weird that he have to go the kitchen when he can just summon food easily.~
~He is like that, Fawkes. Don't you know?~
~Indeed, Harry. Look, my master had returned.~
Turning back towards the door, Harry found the Headmaster coming into the room.
"Ah...Harry, I expect that you have brought the Sword of Light, the Sword of Darkness and the Orb of Light to me," said Dumbledore with a faint trace of smile playing on his mouth and his eyes was shining with pride.
"Yes Albus, I want to keep these items with you all times until I can find the Alter of Swords. Ah...and these the Death Eaters that I have caught yesterday."
"I quite remember, the Daily Prophet has this headline 'Harry Potter Done It Again'. There was a good description of how you dueled the Death Eaters and capture them with four spells. It was nearly half the paper, you know."
"Oh great, just what I need more publicity," said Harry, rather unhappily.
"Harry, I know that you do not like all these, but there is nothing you can do about it."
"I know, Albus, I hope that you help me keep this a secret. I will tell Ron and Hermione when the time is right," said Harry. When the Headmaster nodded, Harry just smiled. "Albus, I believe that you had not make any yearly announcement last night. I think that you better call fro all the Head of houses to get all the students down for the announcement in the morning."
"Ah... thanks Harry, you have reminded me. So Harry you better get back to your Common Room..."
"Albus, can you have a Dueling club so we can train all students to be well prepared in case of an event like those which happen at Platform 9¾ and who is the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher for now?"
"Harry, I can consider about the Dueling Club, the new Defense Against the Dark Art teacher will be me for the moment. Or at least until I can get a new teacher."
"Bye."
Harry had just stepped into the Common Room when he was nearly knocked out by Ron and Hermione. "Harry! Where have you been? We thought You-Know-Who got you!" "RON! HERMIONE! I am here, alive and kicking. Now can you please release me? I have some have some air!" "Opps...sorry!" said Ron and Hermione. "Now can we go to the Great Hall? Albus have some announcement to make."
"Harry, Are you nuts? This five in the morning! Most people have not wake up yet."
"Wait."
The portrait of Fat Lady open and Minerva McGonagall have just stepped in. "Ah...Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley and Miss Granger, do you mind telling everyone to go down to the Great Hall the annual announcement by Professor Dumbledore?"
"That is no problem at all Professor."
"Good, I have to be off for your next lesson," when she finished, she walked out for the common room. The trio walked up the stairs and started to arouse every one.
Later at the Great Hall...
Professor McGonagall was giving out the timetable for the fifth years.
"Great! Care for Magical Creatures the first lesson. Better still, with Slytherin," groaned Ron
"I just hope that Hagrid had not bring in any more 'Cuddly' or 'Cute' creatures," said Harry.
"Your attention please! Yesterday due to some rather unfortunate problem with the Death Eaters, I have yet to make the announcement. Mr Filch, the caretaker, has asked me to tell all of you that magic is not allowed in the corridor. And the Forbidden Forest is out of bound to all students. Some of our older student may have to remember," Harry and Ron could have swear that Dumbledore's eyes have just flash at them. "On a happier note, I am please to announce that the inter-house Quidditch Cup. There will be a Dueling Tournament organized by the Ministry of Magic for Hogwarts, Salem, Beauxbatons and Durmstrang."
This announcement was met with a roar of approval from the school. When the shouting has stopped, Dumbledore continued, "This Tournament is open to students Fourth Years and above. There will be a maximum limit of twelve students who will be chosen by their house teacher. And we have a temporary teacher for Care for Magical Creatures as Hagrid have something on until Christmas. Please put your hands together to welcome Professor Fleur Delacour!" Fleur came gliding into the room to the wolf whistle and stomping from most of the male population, much to displeasure of most girls. Ron was practically drooling over Fleur while Hermione was scowling at Ron.
"Ron, the amount of saliva coming out of you is enough to fill the lake outside," teased Harry. 'If he keep this up, he can kiss any chance with Hermione goodbye.'
"Now that all have been said, so all to your lessons," said Dumbledore. There was a rush as people were trying to get to their first lesson of the day.
"So, what do you think about this Dueling Tournament, Harry?"
"I will enter if Professor McGonagall chooses me. But we have to wait."
"Lets go to the Care for Magical Creatures now, we do not want to be late, do we?"
"Now, that more like it, Ron," said Hermione.
"I thinks he is more interested in lusting over Fleur, Hermione," said Harry.
"Who? Me? Never!" shouted Ron.
"You never know," said Harry rather mischievously.
