Author's Note: Once again, not much Brittana. This one's more Quick and Finchel. Hope you guys enjoy though. =)

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Glee. Or Fight Club. ;)

"So, I knock this kid down, right? Piece of cake," Puck sat on a stone bench in the courtyard surrounded by a few of the glee kids. "But then he gets back up and he's all like, 'stupefy!' And me being the badass that I am—" he wiggled his eyebrows, and Quinn and Santana rolled their eyes. "—dodges the spell, and then I'm like 'stupefy this, bitch!' and this kid goes flying across the room, crashing into the wall. But he is just not giving up! So he gets back up, and he is pissed. Like, practically foaming at the mouth!"

"Did he have rabies?" Brittany questioned.

"So he charges at me, right? Swinging his wand around like a crazy maniac. And I am just like, 'what is up with this dude?' And he conjures this snake, and damn, that scared me for a second. But then I remembered, 'dude, I'm the Puckasaurus. This snake is like a worm to me.' So I stick my wand out—"

"Wanky…" Santana interjected.

"—and I'm all like, 'reducto!' And this thing just bursts into flames! I mean, it was a direct hit!" Puck whacked Finn on the arm to make sure he was paying attention. "You know how I always accidentally set everything on fire whenever I try to use that spell? Yeah, well I hit this snake perfectly, and it literally disintegrates. It was sick! So then I turn back to this kid—man, I don't even remember his name. Some third year from Slytherin or whatever. Freakin' baby.—and he drops his wand and is like 'yield! I yield!' And I'm like, 'hell yeah, you yield. Just like what your mom did last night.' And then he just runs away, and the crowd starts cheering. And this chick from Hufflepuff—damn, I don't remember her name either—comes up to me and says we should meet up sometime," Quinn shifted uncomfortably at this piece of information. "But like, I'm not even paying attention because all I hear is the sweet sound of victory. And the sound of gold hitting the palm of my hand. So that my friends, is the story of how I won four Galleons last night."

Quinn sighed apathetically. Brittany looked out into space distractedly, while Santana braided her hair. Mercedes rolled her eyes and wheeled Artie away, Sam following close behind. Finn scrunched his eyebrows together, trying to recap the story in his head, while Rachel stared at Puck with her mouth slightly open.

"Hold on," she said, raising her hand up. "Where exactly did this all take place?"

"The Room of Requirement."

"Argh! You all have been abusing that room too much this year!"

"But dude, Finn," Puck snapped to get Finn's attention, ignoring Rachel. "This Duel Club thing? It is legit. Easy money," he rubbed the tips of his fingers together. "Azimio challenged me to a duel tonight. You should totally come and be my Second!"

"Absolutely not!" Rachel whipped her head in Finn's direction. "Don't do it, Finn! This is an illegal operation that they're running. And dangerous! You could get killed! Or if the faculty found out, worse! You could get expelled!"

Finn looked at Rachel, then back at Puck, "She's kinda right, man."

"Dude! Don't be such a wuss! There's a strict No-Duel-to-Kill policy, anyway. And the teachers have absolutely no idea this is going on. Come on. Karofsky is Azimio's Second. It's a perfect match!"

"… Well, I guess…"

"Finn, no!"

"You know what, Rachel!" Finn snapped, startling Rachel. "I'm sorry. But you're always telling me what to do, and all the guys tease me about being whipped, or being a girl—"

"Ha! No argument there," Santana said off to the side.

"—and I'm tired of it! This is my chance to prove that I'm a man!" he turned to Puck. "I'll do it."

"Alright!" Puck exclaimed, pounding his fist with Finn's.

Rachel stood there speechless, shocked at Finn's sudden outburst. When she recovered, she gave Finn a tender look and placed her hand on his shoulder, "You're right, Finn. I'm sorry. And you know what? I'm going to go with you. I could be the caring girlfriend watching from the sidelines, cheering you on. And if you get injured, I'll cry out in worry and run out to take care of you!"

"Um, yeah. Totally, Rachel. Thanks," Finn pulled her into a hug.

Quinn turned her gaze towards Puck, but quickly looked away when she found him staring at her as well, "Um, I think I'll come, too. Just to watch. You know. It'll probably be cool." Puck smiled at her, and the other girls eyed them suspiciously.

"Can I be your caring girlfriend watching from the sidelines?" Brittany asked Santana.

Puck answered before Santana could agree, "Nope, sorry. Rule #6: Women can't participate."

"That's bullshit!" Santana cried out.

"I don't make the rules, honey," he held his arms up in defense. "But you guys can still come and watch if you want."

"Whatever. I'd kick all you guys' asses, anyway," Santana huffed, crossing her arms.

"Okay, so let's all meet up on the seventh floor later on. Oh, and don't tell anyone about this," He brought them into a group huddle and whispered, "Rule #1 of Duel Club: You do not talk about Duel Club. Rule #2 of Duel Club: You DO NOT talk about Duel Club."

Rachel considered this for a moment, "But you just—"

"Shh!"

/ /

"Alright, is everyone here?" Puck asked the group as they stood around in the seventh floor corridor.

"Hold up, Britt's not here yet," Santana said. And then, as if she was summoned, Brittany walked up behind them.

"Finally," Puck sighed. "What took you so long, Britt?"

"Sorry. I got lost," she replied. "You know how confusing those moving stairs are for me."

"Right. Well, let's hurry up before Azimio thinks we chickened out."

The Room of Requirement was occupied by at least thirty other students. They were gathered around a dueling strip that was set up in the center of the room. On the strip, two students were nearing the end of a match. Puck stood at the door, searching the crowd for someone, while Finn, Rachel, Quinn, Santana, and Brittany waited behind him. After spotting who he was looking for Puck brought them over to a tall, tan-skinned boy.

"Ah, Puck, you're here! Good. You can just get ready. These guys here are probably almost done," he said, marking something down on a clipboard.

"Wesley Montgomery!" Quinn blurted out, "You're in charge of Duel Club?"

"Yeah. Actually, it was my idea."

"B-But! You're Ravenclaw's Head Boy! You should know this is completely against the rules!" Rachel said.

"And more than half of you are Prefects, but you're still here…" he eyed Finn, Rachel, Quinn, and Brittany and smirked. Rachel just stood there in disbelief. He placed a hand on her shoulder, chuckling, "Relax, Rachel. It's nice to have a little fun once in a while."

"Okay, okay. Let's get this over with," Puck interrupted. He pointed to Finn. "Finn here is my Second."

"Oh, look who finally showed up!" they all turned around to see Azimio and Karofsky approaching them with smug grins on their faces. "The Girl With the Mohawk and Finnessa. And look, they even brought along cheerleaders!"

"Shut it, Azimio! Before I stick your own wand up your ass!"

Wes came in between them before someone could throw a punch, "Whoah there! Save it for the duel, you guys."

Just then, they heard a loud, collective gasp as one of the students on the dueling strip was thrown into the crowd by a spell. He struggled to get up, and when he failed, he tapped out.

"And we have a winner!" Jacob Ben Israel announced, walking to the center of the strip and holding up the victor's arm.

"Well, looks like it's our turn, Lady Puckerman." Azimio spat out. Karofsky stood close behind him, glaring at Finn.

"You better hope neither of our boys gets knocked out, so you don't have to face me, Hudson," he said. Finn just glared back as Rachel pulled on his shoulder to walk away.

"Man, those guys piss me off!" Puck said as he rolled up his sleeves. He gripped his wand and walked towards the dueling strip, but turned around when he felt a slight tug on his arm.

"So, Puck," Quinn paused for a second. She played with her tie as she tried to think of what to say next. "Um… Be careful… those guys are pretty aggressive. You know, not that I care or anything…" she rolled her eyes.

Puck smiled, "Please, nothing can hurt this Puckasaurus," he flexed his arm and Quinn laughed. They spent another few seconds gazing into each other's eyes until Puck awkwardly cleared his throat, "Right. Well. I—uh, I better go now."

"Right. Right. Yeah, good luck," Quinn shook her head, embarrassed at herself, as they both turned around. She noticed Santana and Brittany watching her with amused expressions. "What?"

"Nothin'," Santana shrugged. "If you wanna secretly get it on with Puckerman, that's fine by me."

"What!"

"It's okay, Quinn. We all know you like Puck. He likes you too," Brittany said nonchalantly.

"Um, no. I most definitely do not have a thing for Puck," Quinn folded her arms protectively over her chest.

Brittany's eyes widened, "Oh! Wouldn't it be great if you guys had babies, and they all came out with little Mohawks!"

"Ugh, no. I do not need that image in my head," Santana said.

"You guys are disgusting! Nothing's going on with me and Puck!" Quinn declared, before stomping away.

/ /

Azimio and Puck stood on each end of the dueling strip. The spectators yelled out impatiently as they waited for the match to begin. This was the duel they had been waiting to watch all night.

"You both know the rules," Jacob called out. "If either one of you can no longer continue, your Second may replace you. Now, wands at the ready." Puck held his wand up to his face and clutched it tighter. "Begin!"

Immediately, Azimio shot his wand forward, sending off a bright red light. Puck quickly stepped to the side as it jetted past him.

"Expelliarmus!" Puck cried out, knocking Azimio backwards. He quickly recovered, however, and cast another spell towards Puck. He stumbled backwards from the hit, but quickly regained his balance. They spent a good three minutes shooting various spells back and forth

"Expelliarmus!" Puck tried again. This time, it was right on target, and Azimio's wand went flying into the air. "Incarcerous!" Before Azimio could run after his wand, he tripped and fell as he was wrapped around by the ropes that Puck had conjured.

"Come on, Azimio!" Karofsky barked. "Get up!"

"I can't!" Azimio answered as he thrashed around on the ground, struggling to get out of the tight binds. Karofsky hastily climbed onto the strip as a couple students pulled Azimio off.

"It looks like Azimio has had to call in his Second," Jacob announced. "Let's see how this turns out for Puck!"

Puck jerked his wand forward, shooting a stream of light towards Karofsky. He successfully dodged it and then knocked Puck backwards with another spell.

"Incendio!" Karofsky yelled out as Puck stepped forward. He halted as the area between them burst into flames.

"Aguamenti!" a jet of water shot out from Puck's wand, putting the fire out. Puck then aimed his wand towards Karofsky, the force of the water sending him all the way to the end of the dueling strip. The weight of his drenched clothing held him down as he struggled to get back up. Puck made his advance and prepared to cast another spell.

As Puck neared, Karofsky shot his wand forward, "Impedimenta!"

"Puck!" Quinn cried out from the sidelines. Everybody kept their eyes on Puck as his body was thrown across the room. He grunted when he crashed into a column and landed on his arm. Quinn, Santana, and Brittany ran towards him and gently rolled him over so he was on his back.

"Ugh…" he panted as he clenched onto his arm. "I landed on my wand arm… I can't… I can't move it." Santana gently prodded it and he howled out in pain.

"Oh, calm down! It's not even broken!" she chastened.

Puck looked over at Finn, "Finn, you're gonna have to take my place." Finn nodded in response.

"Finn! Be careful!" Rachel told him, staring worriedly into his eyes.

"I will, Rachel," Finn kissed her softly on the lips.

Rachel looked over at Puck and her tender expression was replaced by one of ferociousness, "Now go kick Karofsky's ass!" she lightly pounded Finn's arm. He laughed in response before stepping onto the dueling strip.

"God, Puck!" Quinn said as they helped Puck sit up. "I told you not to get hurt."

He chuckled, "Yeah, well…"

"You're lucky I've been training to become a Healer," Santana said, pulling out her wand. "If we had to take you to the Hospital wing we all would have gotten in trouble. Episkey." Puck lightly stretched his arm out. It wasn't perfectly healed, but it would do.

"Ready to get your ass whooped like your boyfriend, Finnessa?" Karofsky sneered as Finn crossed the platform.

"Shut up, Karofsky," Finn wasted no time in casting a spell. Karofsky tried to dodge it, and it ended up only grazing his cheek.

"Reducto!"

"Protego!"

"Rictusempra!"

"Expelliarmus!"

Back and forth they went, jets of blue and green and red lights shooting out from their wands. Once in a while, one of them would be knocked backwards, only to recover. Rachel watched nervously, biting her nails, as the fight carried on for ten more minutes.

"Come on, Finn!" Puck called out.

Finn kept his gaze on Karofsky the entire time, never losing focus. He lifted his hand to his face to wipe away a sweat drop. Karofsky was smirking, but was also panting. They were both starting to wear down.

Then Karofsky pointed his wand at Finn, "Stupefy!" Finn did a back flip in the air and let out a loud huff as he landed on his front side.

"Finn!" Rachel choked. Puck held her back when she tried to climb onto the dueling platform. Suddenly, they heard Finn groaning and watched him as he slowly brought himself back to his feet. Rachel relaxed when she realized he was alright.

Finn's eyes bored into Karofsky's, "Levicorpus!"

Karofsky's ankles were suddenly lifted into the air, causing his head to hit the floor. Finn raised his arm higher as the distance between Karofsky and the floor increased, and suddenly dropped it.

"Oooh!" the crowd gasped as Karofsky landed on his back with a loud thud. He moaned in pain as he tried to reach for his wand.

"Accio wand." Karofsky's wand flew out of his reach and into Finn's hand. Finn threw it over shoulder. "I think you're done now, Karofsky." The crowd burst into cheers when it was obvious that Finn had won this duel. Rachel jumped up to give him a hug and kissed him.

"Yes! That is my man!" Puck fisted the air. A couple of people around him quieted down and sent him weird looks. "Uh. Um. Not 'my man' like 'my man.' You know… like… my bro…" he stuttered nervously.

"I mean, just… wanky…" Santana said. Quinn laughed and reached up to rub Puck's Mohawk in play.

Wes came up to Finn and handed him a small bag of six Galleons, "That is yours and Puck's winnings for tonight."

Finn and Rachel walked over to Puck and handed him half of the winnings.

"See, I told you," Puck said. "Easy money." He turned back to Quinn and showed her the money. "So, Quinn… how about we use this to get a nice dinner later. Like, at Hogsmeade… Maybe next weekend or something?"

Quinn raised an eyebrow, "Like, a date?"

"What? No?" Puck said. "Not a date. I mean… unless you want it to be a date…"

Quinn pursed her lips in thought and glanced down at her feet, "… I'll think about…" she smiled flirtatiously and turned around to leave with Santana and Brittany.

Puck was left standing there dumbfounded. But when he saw Quinn looking back over her shoulder, he smiled and nodded his head, "Oh yeah, she wants me…"