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Also, the new story, Orphanage for Catastrophe Caracarci will finally be on February 8th, 2009 for all who want it. Leave reviews there, but don't forget this story, too!!!

Ok, back to the story.

Chapter Nine: Draco isn't that mean… Sometimes.

Hermione stepped forward. "Excuse me?"

"Yes, you're excused." Draco said coldly, his eyes burning in hatred.

A giggle snapped him out of the ferocious glare. He turned, to see his sister giggle softly at him and Hermione. "What?" he snapped.

"That is soooo getting old, Drake." She still giggled.

He allowed a small smirk. "Really?" he asked.

"Yes. You know, when Madame Pomfrey said excuse me to me, I said the same thing. And she actually smiled." Catastrophe giggled, clutching her stomach. "Ow, ow, cramps…" she gasped.

Hermione and Dustin burst in laughter, and Draco joined in, to amaze of Dustin and Hermione.

Catastrophe stepped up. "Draco, why don't I introduce you to them?" she asked slowly, and went to Hermione's side.

"I know who she is," Draco gritted, "A mudblood." He hissed.

Dustin stood up and grabbed his wand, focusing it at Draco's face. "Don't say that to her." He hissed with equal ferocity.

"Put those wands away!" Catastrophe and Hermione shouted at the same time. "Look, Dustin. He just recovered and I'd like to keep it that way. If you want to fight, why don't you fight me instead?" she smirked, knowing that he'd say yes.

"Hell yeah!" he said and smirked. "Let's start."

"Oh, Cat, this is not a good idea…" Hermione tried to say, but Dustin smiled. "I'll go easy on her." He said proudly and smirked.

"You WILL NOT GO EASY ON ME, DO YOU HEAR, DUSTIN?!?" Catastrophe yelled, and a portrait fell.

"Ouch!" the portrait said.

"Fine." Dustin said, amazed.

Dustin was quick. "Levicorpus!" he shouted, but,

"Protego!" was shouted from Cat and he stepped back, surprised.

Cat seized this chance. "Sectumsempra!" she shouted, and everyone gasped, even the portraits, for they knew it was dark magic. Cat gasped, knowing that Dustin couldn't move that fast, and ran over to him, and knocked him down. "Oh, God, are you okay?" she shouted, crying.

"Bloody hell." Dustin said, "That was the best match I'd been in so far." He gasped and Catastrophe shouted, "Healius!"

Dustin's wound's healed in a second and he looked up at her like everyone else in the room…

Ok, time to stop. A cliffie. Sorries! Um, 21 reviews maybe? And do the poll on my profile page. Thanks!

Healius is not a real spell. I made it up.

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