"Oh doing it the proper way are we?" Lockhart smirked as Lucius took his bow. "Well alright then." He said proudly as he took a bow, not as stiffly as expected; it

looked more like he'd just bowed after a performance, his wand held in front of him with a strong arm as though showing off his strength as he bent down low to the

ground and back up again.

Lucius looked at Lockhart disdainfully, turned on his heel and strode to his end of the platform, Lockhart took a small step then stopped himself, as though he was

about to follow Lucius then remembered they each have their ends. With one last glare at Lockhart, Lucius ostentatiously stripped his samurai jacket off and flung it

towards one of the girls in the crowd of onlookers, who caught it with a bit of a squeal. He struck a pose for added swag, raised his wand to eye level, his other arm

outstretched, giving a dramatic effect. "On the count of three." he said and started to count. "One... two..."

Lockhart noticed Avery smirked as the duel begun and sniggered at the random fifth year girl who caught Lucius's jacket. He smiled to himself then apparently

remembered where he was as he strutted off to his end of the platform. "Bit soon to take your jacket off, don't you think show-pony?" he muttered to himself. When he

reached the end of the platform, which took longer than it should have as he was strutting so slowly apparently giving Flo a good look at his swag, he whipped out his

wand and raised it to eye-level, apparently unintentionally copying Lucius; his other arm in a disarming position over his shoulder which made him look as though he

were about to pull a bow-and-arrow on the third count, which he stood waiting for, holding his pose, focused hard on his wand. He looked at Lucius and smirked,

apparently Lucius gave him the impression he had counted to three, because with a sudden movement of his wand, Lockhart yelled, "EXPELLIARMUS!" he watched as a

jet of sparks flew towards Lucius.

Avery rolled her eyes and muttered, "First Year spells..."

Almost lazily, Lucius flicked his wand to the side as if swatting a fly away. "Protego!" he called just as lazily as his wand movement had been; stopping the spell coming

at him, he swished his wand and pointed it toward Lockhart. "Fillipendo!" he called shooting a streak of purple light toward Lockhart.

Lockhart's eyes widened upon witnessing the spell being blocked. For a moment or two, Lucius thought Lockhart was about to run off the platform as the purple beam

of light inched towards him. Lockhart, upon hearing the 'Protego' spell, decided to attempt it; besides it couldn't do any more harm than what was about to face him

now could it? He flicked his wand and bellowed, "Protego!" a rage of yellow and pink sparks flew from his wand, as though he'd just transfigured his own wand into

some sort of sparkler. What seemed to be something of slow-motion, it was as though someone had sped things up; "Oh shit." He muttered to himself as he saw a

flash of purple fly towards him.

The purple beam hit Lockhart; at the same time it hit him, he felt himself being thrown backwards. He flailed his arms as he was thrown

to the end of the platform, "whoa!" he cried then a THUD was to be heard from the crowd and Lucius as he hit the floor. He leapt up a little wobbly, shook his head

gently and positioned himself. He flicked his wand once more in hope the sparks coming from his wand did something.

A moment before Lucius could cast his second "Protego" a random amount of sparks hit him, although leaving his once smooth, shiny shoulder length blonde hair a

rather fetching candy striped effect of pink and yellow. No one in the crowd could contain their giggles, Lockhart of course was doubled over in a fit of laughter, unable

to stop himself; the only one who wasn't impressed, but rather irritated by this of course was Lucius. Lockhart took a camera out of his pocket; apparently he carried it

with him so if there was ever a photo moment for him he could take a shot of himself to pin on his wall. Once he'd controlled himself and took a snapshot of his great

winnings of Lucius's hair. Once Lockhart had taken the picture, whether known by Lucius or not, he stuffed the camera back in his pocket, stripped the jacket off and

threw it to Flo who caught it with ease and put in on, apparently feeling a bit cold. She rolled her eyes and sat back in her chair to watch the rest of the duel. Lucius

made a dramatic flourish around his head, "Restauro." He said; his hair returned to the shiny blonde it had been when they'd first started the duel. He glared at

Lockhart once his hair restored itself. "Oh, trying to make me look stupid eh?" he snapped, "well, try this for a little entertainment!" He snapped again as he flung as

bolt of white lightning at Lockhart, and said with a flick of his wand, "Tarantallegra."

Gilderoy looked at Lucius, somewhat cheeky; somewhat serious, "it was entertaining and I have to admit, you did look pretty stupid." he sniggered for a moment,

before he realized he found himself unable to stop dancing. He tap-danced across the platform watching his feet move rather quickly and unstoppable. "At least I can

dance!" he grinned and attempted to aim his wand at Lucius which was a bit of a mission, seeing he couldn't stop himself from moving. He took a few minutes to think

up another spell as he danced across the platform. He remembered one he had heard someone say a while back and decided to try it, although he had no idea exactly

what they did, he aimed his wand at Lucius, his tapping feet beginning to slow down, "conjucto'devitis!" a puff of smoke seeped through the tip of his wand and into

the air. He watched amazed as it took form of a blue elephant, also somewhat disappointment upon realizing it probably wouldn't do anything special, though he didn't

show his disappointment. He remained hopeful it would do something to disarm Lucius so he'd win the duel fair and square.

Lucius sniggered at the blue elephant, "was that supposed to be frightening, Lockhart?" he asked, "...if so, it's not working." he sneered matter-of-factly. "Try this." He

added as he raised his wand towards the blue elephant, "Flagrate" he said. Gilderoy watched in hidden horror as the once-blue elephant took form of a flaming

elephant.

Lucius flicked his wand once again, this time Gilderoy was no doubt about to run off the platform, the flaming elephant careered towards Gilderoy, bellowing

and showering sparks at him.