~Armin~
Quidditch season didn't start until November. Before the first game, the duelling club opened and allowed all students second year and older. Connie and Sasha joined me to see what it was like. Of course, Jaeger was also in the club which was run by his dad. Ther teachers were there including Professor Reiss.
"Anyone want to volunteer?" He asked. No one raised their hand. "Arlert," He called my name. "Why don't you duel my son," He said. I sighed but drew my wand and went to the stage. Jaeger also walked up with his signature smug look.
"Hey, Arlert. Why don't you tell us what your wand core is," He said when he was on.
"It's unicorn hair," I replied and he laughed.
"You got the most common and weakest core possible!" He pulled out his wand. "My wand has a phoenix feather core. The broadest range of magic ability and the rarest-"
"It also acts on its own accord whereas unicorn remains loyal to the wizard and is less likely to have blockages," I replied and gave him a smug look of my own. Other students chuckled as I destroyed his pride and readied my wand.
"Children!" The professor exclaimed. "Act like this again and you both will be given detention."
"Yes, sir."
"Yes, father."
"We will be practising the disarming charm, Expelliarmus. Wands at the ready?" Jaeger lifted his wand. "On the count of three, you will begin." The look on his son's face was very unsettling. "One... Two... Th-"
"Everte Statum!" A sudden surge of pain was sent through my body. I bent down and Jaeger was smiling to himself. I had no memory of learning the spell, but it was painful. I picked myself up and pointed my wand.
"Flippendo!" I stepped forward and thrust my wand forward. My wand sent a beam with extreme force and knocked him back.
"Boys!" Professor Jaeger shouted. "I said we would be disarming our opponent. Not using spells for the sake of pain. Both of you! Wands away!" I lowered my wand but didn't put it away until his wand went into his robe.
"Who won?" Jaeger asked.
"It's a draw. You need to learn to listen to me more," His dad replied. A few students, including myself, started laughing.
"I guarantee you we'll be winning the Quidditch game. They've just gotten a beater who has the Firebolt second edition!" He straightened his posture and some of the other Gryffindors let out a brief cheer.
"You're on the Quidditch team?" I asked.
"Of course! How stupid would it be to reject me when I'm clearly the best. Why do you ask? Did you miss the cut for a role?"
"No! In fact, I'm the Keeper. This stops here. I am not going to argue with you," I said and immediately left the stage. "I'll stay if you want to duel, but if not, I'm going back to the common room," I whispered to Connie and Sasha.
"I wouldn't bet on you winning, Eren." I turned to the direction of the voice and it was his sister. "Have you seen your seeker? I was told he almost bit his tongue clean off during practice once." Some of the students laughed.
"That was years ago! You think you're going to do better than a third year?"
"You kids are so embarrassing. Club dismissed. Mikasa, Eren, you two stay behind," The professor said. "And 10 points from Ravenclaw," He added looking at me. All of the Ravenclaws groaned.
"You're not going to take any from Gryffindor or Slytherin?" Hanji jumped to my defence.
"Zoe, don't make it 20. I need to talk to my kids," The professor replied. I was the first one out the door to go back to the dormitory.
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Rivilis Amiculus
FantastikMy name is Armin Arlert. I live in London with my sister, Amanda, and our grandpa. Our parents died when I was 8 and they left us with a book called 'History of Hogwarts' and it talked all about magic. We spent hours reading and rereading the book...