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Chapter Eighteen: Midnight Duels
"Okay. I suppose that is good. One more time?" I said.
He nodded, but right when he cast the spell the classroom door opened and I saw it was James and his friends. It caused me to not put up my shield correctly because I was a little shocked. Why must they always ruin everything I do?
First I saw me and James fighting on the train... Me and Regulus walking back from practice today... Crying on the train as a first year because my brother left me all alone. Then Regulus walking in and sitting with me... Sitting at the Black Lake and thinking under the stars... I finally managed to push him out of my head.
When I looked up I saw that I was leaning heavily on a desk and the four Gryffindors were staring at up in shock. Snape was glaring at them.
"What is going on here?" James said in a not so calm voice.
"What are you doing here?" I asked because I was too shocked that they picked the same classroom I was in with Snape that was in the dungeons.
"Hiding from Filch," Remus said quickly. A little too quickly if you ask me.
I looked at them all closely, "Filch doesn't patrol the dungeons. His bloody annoying cat does. You're all lying to me."
"It isn't us you're interrogating. It is us to you. What are you doing in an empty classroom with Snivellus of all people?" my brother questioned.
They were going a damn good job in upsetting me. They had no right to question me like this, "None of your fucking business. Now get the hell out of here. We were just leaving anyway."
I pushed past them and Snape followed. He left as fast as he could walk. As I was about to follow his example I saw a jet of blue light fly right past my face. I quickly turned and drew my wand. My brother looked angry and his wand was shaking in his hand. Sirius also drew his wand. Any fight of James was a fight of his I guess. Lupin looked nervous while Pettigrew stood there stupidly.
"What were you doing with Snivellus?" he asked harshly.
I shot back a curse at him, "Just leave it alone. You'll regret it if I tell you."
Black snickered, "You're not shagging, are you?"
"Eww, no way," I said with disgust.
James fired another curse at me. Once again I dodged, "Tell me."
"No. Get out of here," I said while grinding my teeth before going into a full on duel with both my brother and his friend. All three of us casting silent spells at each other, but I knew I was better than both of them. Dueling was a very good skill of mine.
First I shot a cutting curse at Black's hand which caused him to drop him wand. I then put a barricade around it so he couldn't pick it up. Getting James was a bit more difficult. He was almost as good as me. The key word was almost.
He was so upset that he was using curses that caused me bodily harm. Spells he never would have used when he was calm. I felt a cutting curse hit my face cutting my cheek. That would scar. Then he hit me with a stinging hex on the arm. Thankfully not my wand arm. I retaliated with even more difficult spells and the battle went on like this until I disarmed him.
"Why must you have to try to control my life this year? I am fucking tired of it. Leave me alone and stay out of my business. You're lucky I left you able to walk away on two feet. I was holding back this time, but next time don't expect it. However you found me, don't do it again. Once again I must tell you to leave me alone. Listen this time," this was the rant I chose to scream at him this time.
James looked worn out. All of his anger was gone,"I just wanted to know-"
"If you must know Snape was teaching me Occlumency," I said reluctantly, "That is all I am telling you. Now just get out of here."
After this conversation I left, but as I was about to turn the corner I heard my brother call my name.
"Sophie," he called and I turned around, "I'm sorry."
I was shocked. Did he just apologize to me? I didn't reply and just turned around and continued walking.
Did he mean it? That he was sorry. If he did maybe I was wrong about my brother. Maybe he wasn't as bad as I made him out to be.
Hope you liked it. I was a bit tired as I was writing this, so it might be a little weird. Review and remember to vote on the poll.