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Before everyone returned to their dorms, Cassie caught Harry's eye across the Great Hall. He waved her over to the Gryffindor table.

"What's up?" she asked, crossing her arms.

"Your cousin challenged me to a duel at midnight."

Cassie let out a sharp laugh. "Brilliant."

"Who's your second?" she asked.

"Ron."

"And his?"

"Crabbe."

Cassie arched a brow. "Crabbe? Seriously?"

"Yeah."

"Something's off. He wouldn't pick Crabbe as his second. No offense, but Crabbe's about as useful in a duel as a flobberworm."

Harry frowned. "Hmm..."

"I'll be there. His mum asked me to make sure he doesn't get himself killed, and I have a reputation to uphold. Besides, I'd rather neither of you land in the Hospital Wing. So, I'll referee. Where's this grand showdown happening?"

"The trophy room—the one that's always unlocked."

"Naturally."

When Cassie got back to her dorm, Pansy was glaring at her.

"What's your problem?" Cassie drawled.

"My problem? Are you trying to steal Draco from me, Cassiopeia?"

Cassie grimaced. "First of all, ew. He's my brother. Second, it's Black to you."

"I hate you."

"The feeling's mutual," Cassie shot back, kicking off her shoes.

By midnight, Cassie slipped out of bed, careful not to wake Daphne. She nudged Katherine, who blinked at her sleepily.

"What?"

"Come with me. Draco's up to something, and I'd rather not wander the castle alone."

Katherine sighed but got up. "You owe me."

"Obviously."

They made their way to the trophy room, arriving just before Harry, Ron, and Neville—plus, to Cassie's dismay, Hermione Granger.

"Granger?" Cassie said, her tone dripping with disdain.

"Black," Hermione huffed.

Cassie turned to Harry. "Seriously?"