Chapter 6! (Finally! And I don't mind saying so myself) Sorry it took so long. I've been neglecting... obviously. : P But it's the holidays!
Disclaimer : Chrono Sphinx does not own Harry Potter, only Gina and Éclair. So don't sue!
"So...Sorceress... what would you like to do?" They've been standing for 5 minutes, wands out pointing at each other's chest. Snape hated these tense moments.
"What the hell am I doing?," Éclair thought to herself. The toilets were definitely not the best place to pick a duel in.
"You first, Oracle," she challenged
Snape smirked. Cocky... Snape liked that, but she didn't know how skillful he was... Normally he would enjoy this duel, but not under the current circumstances. What was he thinking? Picking a fight with a Sorceress right under Dumbledore's nose?
"I dare you Sorceress," Snape sneered at Éclair.
A single blue lighting erupted from Éclair's wand tip. No incantation, eh?
"Don't underestimate me, Oracle." A slow and dangerous smile curved his mouth. He had to admit, Éclair was very attractive when she was angry...and dangerous too. With his storm-gray eyes, he surveyed Éclair again standing in front of him, wand pointed straight at him, her eyes blazing and having abandoned her shawl, blue tresses tumbled over her shoulders windswept and messy. Right now, he decided, she looked like a fatal goddess. Another blast of gold lightning blasted from the tip of Éclair's wand, and he had only dodged Éclair's 3rd spell in time. However, Éclair's spell hit the sink and decreased it to a pile of rumbles. Ruthless... my turn, he thought
"Sepelio statim!"
"Protego!" Éclair's shield charm emerged only in time. The Blasting Charm Snape had shattered Éclair's shield charm and reflected off. The impact sent Éclair crashing into a toilet cubicle and the reflected Blasting Charm sent a cloud of debris into the air. Using the advantage, spell after spell fired from the tip of Éclair's wand. The impact, though missing him narrowly unbalanced him making him crashing into the pile of rumbles around him. Snape's eyes flashed a stormy gray as he got to his feet. His skin tingled as little pulses of adrenaline roared past his ears.
"So, Sorceresses really are ruthless," he chuckled, dodging a red flash of lightning.
"And Oracles really are imperceptive," He noted how Éclair's eyes shone
They stood there once more, surveying each other like animals of the wild, prowling and waiting for the right moment to close in for the final kill.
A soft crunch distracted their attentiveness for a moment. Both heads snapped to the direction, and out of the corner of Éclair's eyes, she saw a Rune Slab form beneath Snape's feet. "I look forward to continuing this battle, Sorceress. Foris Abeam" With that, he dissipated into nothing. A warp spell. She cursed mentally.
"Éclair, are you all right?" The silhouette from behind the pile of rumbles was Dumbledore.
"I'm fine, Professor." She bent down and shook her shawl free of the debris she had caused. Coughing, she put her glasses back on and repaired the damage of the duel with a flick of her wand.
"Éclair, impressive as that may be, I still need an explanation." Dumbledore said.
"Why don't you question Snape too?"
"No doubt, Éclair, that you are angry at Severus for... all this." Dumbledore mildly gestured, "However, I cannot excuse you for dueling with another student whatever causes they might be. I shall expect you in my office today, after dinner." Éclair nodded curtly.
"Since it's almost dinner time, I see no point in returning to Potions."
"What's up, Éclair?" Gina questioned her friend.
"Nothing much, Gina." Éclair replied distractedly. It was clear that Gina had no recollection whatever , and it was also clear that she was still fuming about the unfinished battle.
"You seem distracted today." Gina replied back.
"Hey. Doesn't she always?" Snape murmured quietly as he walked past the Ravenclaw table. The tips of his lips curved into a mocking smile.
"I don't like him." Gina commented at his retreating back. A very distracted "hmm..." was all she got from Éclair.
From the next table, Eclair heard James Potter also commenting about Snape to his fellow Marauders (Sirius Black, Remus Lupin and Peter Pettigrew). She sighed softly.
"What is it Éclair?" Gina asked her friend.
"Huh?" This time, Éclair was really puzzled.
"You sighed." Gina answered, this time impatiently.
"Oh...umm... I did?" Éclair responded a little flustered a light shade of crimson creeping upon her cheeks.
"Éclair... are you blushing?" The result was a deeper shade of crimson. "What is it?" Gina feigned a huge surprised sigh, "Is it... a boy?"
"No. It's nothing." Éclair retorted rather curtly and stood up noisily. "I'm not hungry." She noted that neither Snape nor Dumbledore appeared to dinner that evening. "Come on! You have to tell me! I'm letting you get away with this?! Come on! At least tell me where you're going." Gina called over the retreating back of her best friend but to no avail. Éclair merely turned around and smiled secretively at Gina and raised her hands up, shrugging.
A/N: Now working on Chapter 7 though I have no idea what to write. Please R&R! Thanks.