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I shall start this chapter in Scorpius's POV, just to quirk it up a bit. Most of this chapter will be in Scorpius's POV because I don't want to bore you if I repeat everything twice.

Also, my friend pointed out that I had used two different first names for the last name Finnigan, so I have decided that Peter and Dean Finnigan are twins that both got sorted into Gryffindor. Al and Rose are friends with Peter. Dean not so much. There is nothing against him, they just didn't click.

Disclaimer: I own a copy of the Harry Potter books, the content and characters in them however are NOT mine.

Wow, being a second year was so cool! Dad was really pleased with my marks; he said it was ok that I didn't beat Weasley because he never bet her mum. Crushed her dad though, I laughed.

It was really funny seeing all the first years, they looked so tiny. I'm sure that I was never that small.

One of the most interesting things that happened this year was the duelling club that Professor Flitwick started; Dad said there was one like it when he was at school.

Flashback..... (Well kind of).

"Wow, cool a duelling club. You wanna go Scorpius?" Vincent asked me.

"Sure, it could be useful. I would love to jinx someone and it be allowed." I thought of Potter and Weasley.

"Bet you'd like to hex Potter!" Vincent said.

"Too true." I muttered. I more wanted to beat Weasley though, she could beat me academically but could she beat me duelling?

"And Weasley. You are just so determined to beat her at something!" Vincent said.

"Is that so bad?" I asked.

"It's just the fact that it is like your main motivator. Don't you want to do well just for yourself?" he laughed.

"No. I mean yes. It makes it more fun when you are trying to beat someone." I said.

"Whatever man. Just remember that she has bet you in everything! She will probably continue to do so as well! I'd go for a more realistic goal if I were you, like mine."

"What's your goal?" I asked.

"Not to get kicked out and to not fail any of my subjects. I am already succeeding; you my friend are set for a Hogwarts life of disappointment!"

"I could beat her if I wanted to!" I protested.

"Sure you could mate." Vincent said not convinced.

That night at eight we, Vincent, Greg, Lisa and I (Bella didn't want to come), walked down to the great hall for the duelling club. I saw that Potter and Weasley were there, along with their friends I haven't bothered to learn the names of. I think they are Lovegood, Boot, Finnigan, Thomas and Creevy. But I'm not certain.

We walked in and stood on one side of a big platform that was in the centre of the hall rather than the house tables.

"Welcome everyone," Professor Flitwick squeaked, "to the duelling club. It is for anyone who wants to get better at duelling."

"We are going to divide you up into pairs but I think that we should have an example first. Mr Potter, Mr Malfoy? What about you two? Miss Weasley, Miss Zabini? You two can be their seconds. You take over if one of them dies, which isn't going to happen of course! If one of them is stunned or is un-able to fight you can come in and take their place."

"Sure." All four of us said. Weasley and Lisa went to either ends of the platform while Potter and I walked into the middle.

"Scared?" I said.

"You wish." He said back.

"Now bow." Flitwick said.

Potter and I slightly inclined our heads. Not taking our eyes off each other.

"Now begin!" Flitwick squeaked with excitement and nearly fell of the platform.

"STUPEFY!" I yelled. Potter was to slow with his shield charm and he got knocked out. YES! I thought to myself. I didn't have that much rest though.

"FURNUNCULUS!" Weasley shouted as she took Potter's place in the duel.

"PROTEGO!" I shouted. "IMPEDIMENTA!"

She dodged my curse. "LOCOMOTOR MORTIS!" she yelled.

"OBSURO!" I yelled.

"PROTEGO!" she shouted. "PETRIFICUS TOTALUS!"

"PROTEGO! RICTUSEMPRA!" I shouted back.

"TARANTALLEGRA!" she yelled at the same time. We both dodged the spells.

"OKAY STOP STOP!" Professor Flitwick said over our duel and we stopped immediately. "Good job Miss Weasley, Mr Malfoy. You both know an exceptionally wide range of curses and are both very good at duelling. Your parent's genes coming through I expect. Well you may take your places. Rennervate!" he said the last word at Potter and he became un-stunned, the loser. "Mr Potter I except better of you next time, take the examples of Miss Weasley and Mr Malfoy."

Potter looked confusingly at Weasley and me. I wanted to laugh, but I held my tongue.

The rest of the meeting we were split into pairs and worked on our duelling, I was with Vincent. I won.

Another really good thing about second year was that I got on the Slytherin Quidditch team. Seeker, just like my dad. Potter got on the Gryffindor team, he's their seeker. Weasley didn't even try out. So maybe I am better than her at something!

Nothing else much happened. Weasley and I got into more arguments which lead to several duels in the corridor. Professor Flitwick regretted very much teaching us how to duel, and telling us we were good at it because we got a few detentions because of our duelling, plus a bit of point docking. It was a good thing we made up for it in class otherwise our houses would probably hate us.

The rude remarks, idiotic insults and cocky comments were still there of course. That goes for both of us. We must have got into more fights than anyone ever had in one year. We must have broken a record.

Mum and Dad still wrote of course. Nothing much new there. Apparently Grandpa Lucius is really angry that I am only second in my year. The thought bothers me as well.

But apart from that second year is going great. Exams are soon and I plan to beat Weasley in at least one subject! I am going to try Defence against the Dark Arts. That's the one I almost bet her in last time.

Even after almost two years the fact remains that Weasleys and Malfoys just don't mix.

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Second year started off with a bang. Al got into the Gryffindor Quidditch team, he's the seeker. I was going to try out but decided against it as I have heaps of studying to do. Speaking of studying, Mum and Dad were so proud that I was top of the year. I think Dad was just majorly happy that I bet a Malfoy. Mum was proud of me because I was doing the best I could.

We were given quite a bit more homework now that we were second years. But that was to be expected. I re-doubled my efforts in trying to beat Malfoy; after all, I had reasoned with myself, he was surely going to be re-doubling his efforts to beat me.

There was this conversation we had about it....

Flashback......

"Mate, what has gotten into you? You are spending more time in the library than out." I heard Malfoys friend, Vincent Goyle, say to him one day outside Potions.

"Aw Malfoy, still trying to bet me." I said. "Sorry about that but NEVER GONNA HAPPEN!"

"Shut up Weasley. I could beat you any time I liked!" he spat at me.

"So why is it again you are spending so much time in the library? And why is it that I bet you in every subject last year?" I asked him, a smirk across my face.

He was speechless. HA-HA! I got one over on Malfoy. Weasley 1, Malfoy 0. That was just for today of course.

That was one of my favourite parts of the year. That and the duelling club, Professor Flitwick really shouldn't' have started those. Ever since then Malfoy and I duelled all the time. Poor Professor Flitwick.

I have to say he deserved it though. He always did. We both got quite a few detentions for that and a few points docked. I have to admit that that was one of the things my mum wasn't so proud of. I had had more detentions in two years than she had had in her whole time at Hogwarts.

The cocky comments, the horrible hexes, the irritating insults were still there of course. With a jerk like Scorpius Malfoy how could their not be? I did get quite tiresome at times. We must have gotten into more fights than anyone ever had in a year. We must have broken some record.

Mum and Dad wrote. I even got a letter from Aunty Ginny once. There was nothing new in any of them. Dad mostly made sure that the only fights I got into were ones with Malfoy and that I was still beating him in everything.

I was as determined as ever to beat Malfoy in everything, and if I didn't well at least in most things.

Even after almost two years the same thing that my dad told me back at kings cross applied to us now: Weasleys and Malfoys just don't mix.

Author's note: So how was that for a chapter? Reviews are loved and encouraged. Never demanded.

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Also, all the spells are actual spells used in the Harry Potter series; I found them on Wikipedia so if you want to know what Rose and Scorpius were casting at each other you can just check that!

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