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Albus cleared his throat. "Yes well, we will make changes. In the future." He was clearly embarrassed. |
"Next up will be our fourth years." Carmen gave her brother a look that clearly said; "I hope this goes better than the last round.’ |
They were pleasantly surprised. Colin Creevey was just as accurate as his little brother. It was obvious that he had more power, but that was to be expected as he was older. |
The shocker was Luna Lovegood. She was deadly accurate with a wand, and all of the other teachers stared at her in awe. They never would’ve believed it if they hadn’t seen it with their own eyes. She was vicious without being cruel. After she beat Astoria Greengrass in less than two minutes, she bounced on the balls of... |
Luna had learned her lesson. Oh she was still a nice girl. She still had her quirks. But she was tired of being a punching bag, and she was ready for the world to know it. She had worked hard to get to the level she was at this point. As a Pureblood, physical exercise was not part of her upbringing. Working out with he... |
The only problem was that she and Ginny trained together frequently.The fight dissolved into chaos as they both were intent on winning.Everyone watched in surprise as both of them flipped out of the way of each other’s spells. Their boyfriends looking on with so much pride.Ginny ducked and rolled. Luna jumped and dived... |
"Time!" Professor Flitwick called as he looked at both students with new respect. |
Luna hobbled over to Ginny. They both were panting. "I would’ve beaten you." She said as she helped her up. |
"In your dreams blondie." Ginevra said as she accepted the hand up with a grimace. |
"That was...well that was very good." Professor Flitwick stuttered. |
"Fuck! That was awesome! Now that’s how you fight! That right there is what it should look like!" |
Morpheus didn’t even face palm at his sister’s language. He just nodded his head rapidly like an idiot. |
"Cutting curses! Banishing spells! I ought to let you heal the Muggle way!" Madame Pomfrey yelled as she ran diagnostic scans. |
"We’ve had worse." Ginny mumbled as she helped Luna as they walked to the doors of the Great Hall. |
"Very well. You will be spending the night in the infirmary. Off with you!" The Matron ushered them out of the Great Hall. |
The Staff were of two thoughts. One. They were surprised and two...little girls should not fight like that. |
"Right then." Morpheus cleared his throat. They had beaten everyone in their year except each other. "Right. Fifth years are next." |
First up was Parvati and Lavender. Bit of a joke as they were laughing most of the time. |
Then the biggest problem came in the form of Hermione Jean Granger. She had already transfigured her skirt into comfortable pants and had summoned her favorite trainers. Her mass of curls was already secured behind her head. She could hear Aunt Andi’s voice in her mind. |
"I want you to always remain a lady. Except for when you fight. They will show you no mercy, and you should not either. Fighting in a dress and robes is cumbersome and with all of that hair you have it will only slow you down. That’s why today’s lesson will be these two spells.’ |
Hermione had mastered the transfiguration and hair secure spell until it was second nature. She could have both done in less than five seconds while still being able to dodge spell fire.For some reason though she was having trouble transfiguring her shoes into trainers. |
She was precise. She was fierce and nimble. She was also a Muggleborn who had learned that her skill and her intelligence didn’t protect her from bigotry. The next opponent was Pansy Parkinson. |
"Come on Mudblood. Let’s take a turn." Pansy took her on like she knew her." |
Which she didn’t. Hermione Granger trained regularly with really fit boys who didn’t go easy on her, per her father’s request. People wanted her dead, and he took exception to that fact as any father would. |
Hermione jumped, dived and shot with her wand. She barely thought about it before she shot a blasting curse into the Slytherin’s left shoulder. Pansy barely had time to dodge. |
"How dare you! You filthy know it all Mudblood." |
Hermione said nothing. She jumped, twirled and dodged just like she had been taught over the summer. |
"Madeye’s Rules of Engagement’. She thought to herself as she dived over another spell and landed gracefully on her feet.Rule # 1. The best way to avoid getting hit by a spell is not to be there. |
Pansy was getting frustrated. All this time on the dais, and the bint had only fired one spell. |
Rule # 4. An angry or frustrated opponent makes mistakes. |
Pansy was getting tired and she knew it, but she refused to let this low breed beat her. |
Rule # 2. If you have it. Take the shot.Hermione struck like a snake. She was fast and accurate. So much so that all Pansy could do was shield. Hermione’s spells were going so fast and powerful that everyone in the Great Hall knew that Pansy’s shield wouldn’t hold. A spell shattered the bones in Parkinson’s wand hand. ... |
"Accio Pansy Parkinson’s spare wands! Accio Pansy Parkinson’s weapons!" |
Every adult watched as the items came sailing from the fallen witch. Hermione side stepped them in case they were poisoned. She handed the primary wand over to Carmen, bowed and stepped down into Ron’s waiting arms. |
Rule # 7. Never gloat over your opponent. Stop their means of escape or coming after you again and move on to the next. |
Her and Ron had made up after a long talk with just the two of them. She wrote to her parents to see about taking the magic raised of her friends around the country. She planned to show them some of the best parts and some of the worst parts of muggle knowledge.0-o-0-o-0-o-0-o-0-o-0-o-0-o-0-o-0-o-0-o-0-o-0-o-0-o-0-o-0-... |
"ONE HUNDRED POINTS FROM GRYFFINDOR!!" Professor Umbridge shouted. Did this Mudblood just win a duel against the daughter of a Noble house? |
"On what grounds? She stayed within the rules that were set forth. I’m more concerned with the fact that Miss Parkinson has a second wand which I’m quite sure is still illegal. Especially for a minor." Professor McGonagall stated primly. |
"Be that as it may Minerva, the laws clearly state that the Noble Houses are protected from assault." |
"Unless it was a duel that was willingly participated in Dolores." Minerva smirked as she turned to the students. "The point reduction is dismissed. Carry on." |
Carmen cleared her throat as her brother had released her arm. She wanted to gut that bitch so bad. |
"Alright before we finish off for the day, tell me what went wrong for Miss Parkinson?" |
"She fought a Mud...Muggleborn who didn’t know the rules." |
"What rules were those Mr. Goyle?" Morpheus asked confused. |
"In the wizarding world we wear robes not those muggle pants. She should have used more magic. She’s a disgrace as a witch." |
If Severus could face palm he would. His training from the Dark Lord prevented him from doing so. Granger had fought admirably he reluctantly admitted. In time she would be a force to be reckoned with against any Death Eater. |
His student however was a disgrace. |
"Is that so Mr. Goyle?" Morpheus’ deceptively silky voice drawled.His sister looked at him. "Really needs to stop hanging out with Severus.’ |
"Yeah." He held his head up defiantly. |
"Just so we’re clear. You believe that Miss Granger won because she used non magical methods and not enough magic?" Carmen asked with a gleam in her eye that matched her brother’s. |
"Yes." Gregory Goyle said defiantly once again. |
"Oh this is going to be fun!" Morpheus exclaimed in an uncharacteristically giddy tone. He was normally much more subdued. |
"Listen up everybody. I want to show you just how little your blood status matters and that what truly matters is power and skill. The next match will be between what some of you call "proper’ wizarding heritage." He gave an evil grin. |
"Edwin McClintock. I heard you say that blood traitors were the worst sort of wizards. Do you still believe that?" |
The boy in question nodded without a care in the world. |
Carmen clapped her hands in glee. "Oh this is going to be awesome! Red one! You’re up! Robes and wands only." |
She jumped down just as Fred Weasley stepped up. He watched as the other boy curled his lips in disgust. |
"Poor rag tag blood traitor. I’ll try not to ruin your uniform so that your family doesn’t starve trying to get you a new one." Everyone noticed how Fred just kept his same jovial smile. |
Flitwick counted them down. |
It was no contest. By the time Fred was done less than two minutes later, McClintock had a shattered right knee, a dislocated right shoulder, a Gryffindor themed afro, a concussion and two broken ribs on the left side. |
Flitwick called the match. He was looking at Fred like he had grown two heads. He raised a brow. "The hair?" |
Fred shrugged. "I thought it would make a nice addition to his robes." He was high fived by his brothers, his boyfriend and his house as he jumped down. |
"Mr. Crabbe you’re up!" Carmen called and watched as the bulky boy came onto the dais. "You were having the conversation that I overheard with Mr. McClintock about blood purity." She turned to the Head table. "Professor Dumbledore. Would you join us down here please?" |
The Headmaster came down with a confused expression on his face. |
Carmen sent him a sweet smile. "Mr. Crabbe here feels that because he is a Pureblood that he should reign supreme over any magical who is not. He wishes to prove his worth against you. For those few who don’t know, what is your "blood status’?" |
"Excellent! Master Flitwick count them down please. I am eager to see Mr. Crabbe’s prowess as a Pureblood against a meagre Half Blood." She clapped like an excited child at Christmas. |
"Wait!" Vincent Crabbe knew that there was no way in Hades that he could dream of matching Dumbledore. Let alone beat him. "This isn’t a fair match up. He knows more stuff!" |
Carmen just turned to look at him. "You did say that mudbloods and Half Bloods were no match for Purebloods didn’t you?" |
"Yes but he’s older. He knows more spells." |
"But he’s a Half Blood. It shouldn’t matter. Your blood is much more pure than his. So let’s get this show on the road!" She made to leave again. |
"This is a farce that I will not participate in!" |
Carmen walked back over to him. "So answer me little one. Are Purebloods always superior in a fight or are they not?" |
Crabbe glared at her and drew his wand. Only to have it slapped away to the ground by the warden with a toothy grin as she leaned into him to whisper in his ear. "Tell daddy I said he can go fuck himself. I am not from here, and my body count is much higher than his." She kissed his cheek and pulled back with an evil s... |
He ran as fast as he could from the Hall. Wetting himself as he went. |
"Draco Malfoy and Colin Creevey you’re up. Robes only Mister Creevey." Morpheus jumped down from his position and went to stand next to his sister. They both wore identical shit eating grins. They both knew that the brothers had attended an intensive defence camp that one of Morpheus’ former colleagues ran over the sum... |
They watched as Professor Flitwick counted them down. |
Draco shot first with a disarming hex. Colin batted it away and sent a tripping jinx immediately. Draco avoided it and cast ice at the younger boy’s feet. Colin narrowly avoiding it by jumping out of the way. He sent a spell chain that put Draco on the defensive. Draco retaliated fiercely. He was upset that this mudblo... |
Colin knew that he most likely would lose. Draco’s father was a Death Eater, or so he had been told. But outside of that the other boy had far more magical experience than him. He dived out of the way of a piercing hex and returned it in kind. He caught Draco in the shoulder. Colin followed it up with disarming spell w... |
There was slow clapping that was started by Professor Sinistra as she stood. She was quickly joined by the raucous applause of the Head of Gryffindor who was all smiles. Said house was on their feet shouting at the rooftops, along with the Badgers and most of the Eagles. |
For Draco’s part he realized that the applause was not for himself but for Creevey. |
Carmen revived Colin and looked at him with a smile. "Well done." |
Colin raised a brow at her. "I lost." |
"Yes you did. My mama always said that experience is the best teacher. You learned a lot today yes?" |
The young Gryffindor snorted. "Yeah. Dodge." He accepted the hand that she held out for him and stood to his feet. He was immediately mobbed by his little brother and most of his house. Well, those that could get to him anyway. |
"We have training sessions three days a week. You and your brother are welcome to join us." Fred whispered into his ear. "You should warn your parents. They’ll be a target now." Fred stepped away from the boy and went to stand next to Harry, who gave a small nod and a smile. |
"Match called for Mister Malfoy." Flitwick announced. |
The Slytherin house gave a nice applause. Draco just stared at the boy who was able to draw blood from him. He was unaware of Madame Pomfrey patching him up. He had won the duel. |
But in some way that he could not figure out; he knew he had lost. |
"Next up we have Marietta Edgecombe against Fey Dunbar." Morpheus announced after the previous duelers had left the dais. Draco Malfoy had stormed out of the hall. |
The next duel went almost the same, except Dunbar was wickedly fast with her spells. She was able to knock Edgecombe off with ice cast at her feet, followed by a stunner. |
When Carmen raised a brow at the girl, she just shrugged. "She pushed me into a wall in first year." She took her place with her house. |
Gregory Goyle took a moment before he responded. "I want to go against Weasley." |
"Which one?" Flitwick asked with a chuckle. |
"Ronald." He said with a sneer. The only thing worse than a Mudblood was a Blood Traitor. |
"Weasley junior. You’re up." He waved his hand in a "let’s get on with it’ gesture as he jumped down from the dais. |
Ron Weasley hated that name but took it in good stride as he faced his opponent. Gregory Goyle was a fat little turd who used his size to intimidate others. Ronald Weasley had five older brothers. One of which happened to be a dragon handler. He wasn’t scared. |
"Begin!" Professor Flitwick called out. |
Ron hit him with everything that he had. The spells were rapid fire and Mr. Goyle didn’t last two minutes. He repeated the same Accio spells that Hermione did, but Goyle only had a knife that had a blade made of silver, with a handle of gold. It had a familiar crest to it that..." |
Ron jumped up and started punching the fat wannabe enforcer repeatedly with everything that he had while sitting on his chest. Harry and George rushed to grab him while Fred looked at the knife intently as he read the inscription on the blade. |
"May you always cause mischief brother. Love you twin of mine. Your other half...Fabian." |
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