Demigods and Wands

Spar

HI

Ron POV (A/N: I'm sorry, writing Ron is hard for me, because he is so oblivious, which really dampers the plot.)

After di Angelo got away, Harry, Hermione, and I went to the common room. Hermione got injured, a giant bruise on her chest. She changed her clothes into a loose sweater, and was holding an ice pack under it.

"So..." Harry started, but didn't finish. So I decided to.

"He's the Son of Voldemort?" I asked.

"No," Hermione said before wincing. "He is the son of a Dark Lord, but that doesn't mean it's Voldemort."

"Which other Dark Lords do you know, 'Mione," Harry asked.

"Good point. Did you also see the way he panicked in the small closet? I think he might be claustrophobic."

"What does that mean?" I was very confused.

"He's scared of small spaces, Ronald. Honestly, don't you read?"

"Um, no."

Just then, Neville burst into the dormitory.

"Hurry!" He shouted. "Draco and Percy are sparring, whatever that is. Everyone's watching, even the teachers!"

We all ran out of the dormitory, and went to the edge of the forest. On the way there, I could see a huge crowd, As we got closer, I could see Draco and Percy near the front of the group, telling everyone to give them space. Reyna was with them. I looked around and saw Nico sitting on a log, and leaning on Will. They were both glaring at the three of us.

Everyone sat down, clear indication that it was going to start.

"Okay, everyone!" Percy yelled. "Welcome to the spar. Thank you for coming to watch me kick Draco's asinus!"

"Ha!" Draco scoffed. "Only one person's butt is going to be kicked, Jackson, and that's you."

Oohs resounded through the crowd. Percy smirked. "Are you sure you want to go against the best from both camps?"

"Do you think I would be here if I wasn't?"

"Well-"

"Stop talking, and start sparring!" Reyna yelled. Percy rolled his eyes, and Draco smirked, before they both took out their weapons. Wait, weapons? Percy had some bronze sword, and Draco had a gold sword. Draco took the first swing, and after that, it was a blur. They were moving so fast, I couldn't pay attention to anything. Finally, after three minutes, Percy disarmed Draco.

"I win," Percy said.

Draco snorted. "Are you surprised?" I saw Will give Reyna some gold coins. He must have lost a bet.

I said I was bad at writing Ron. This is proof. Sry for the short chapter