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EVERYONE NOW GATHERED AROUND A LONG WOODEN, BROWN STAGE WITH A DEEP BLUE COVER TIED IN THE MIDDLE OF IT DECORATED WITH THE MOON'S PHASES ON IT, ALONG WITH A FEW STARS.
you sigh as lockhart steps up onto the long platform, he had a cape just hanging off his shoulder, and clothes you would see one wear to fencing.
"gather round!" he bellows, catching everyone's attention. you roll your eyes in annoyance as he continues to speak, "gather round. can everybody see me?"
unfortunately
"can you all hear me?"
sadly
"excellent" he grins.
nobody replied.
"in light of the dark events of recent weeks.. professor dumbledore has granted me permission to start this little dueling club.."
that old fool
"to train you up in all case you ever need to defend yourselves.."
i do not think you are the right professor for this
"..as i myself have done on countless occasions"
sure, sure
"for full details, see my published works." he grins charmingly and pulls the string from his odd shoulder cape, pulling it off and chucking it towards you and hermione.
hermione was distracted, but you frown and step aside, letting the green cape fall to the ground.
lockhart stares between you and the cape for a moment before you cough awkwardly and pick it up, shoving it into hermione's arms.
the twins, who were stood by you, snigger between themselves and nudge you with their elbows.
lockhart clears his throat and rolls up his sleeves, trying to dismiss his embarrassment.
"let me introduce my assistant.. professor snape" he holds out a hand.
you snort behind your hand, hermione wacks you on the arm.
everyone leans forward on the stage to see snape walking up with crossed arms and his usual montonious face and all-black outfit.
"he has sportingly agreed to help with a short demonstration" he puts his hands on his hips, "now, i don't want any of you youngsters to worry.. you'll still have your potions master when i'm through with him. never fear" he winks.
you grimace,
i'm more worried about you. actually, scratch that, no i'm not.
he steps towards snape, whisking out his wand. they stand face to face, about two feet between them, arms by their sides.
