harry potter: the twins who lived

chapter twelve.

Emma stood in between hermione and ron, as they had walked into defense against the darks arts,they had been told to go into a different room for their lesson.
“ gather round! Gather round,” shouts lockhart, “ can everybody see me? Can you all hear me? excellent.”
Emma rolled her eyes, when lockhart had a smile on his face, as he looks at the class.
“ in light of the dark events of recent weeks…professor dumbledore has granted me permission to start this dueling club..” he says as he walks, “ to train you all up in case you ever need to defend yourselves…. As i myself have done on countless occasions.”
“ for full details see my published works,” he smiles.
‘ oh brother,’ emma rolls her eyes as lockhart throws his cape to the crowd.
“ let me introduce my assistant….professor snape.”

All eyes moved forward, as the potions professor appeared, walking onto the dueling ring.
“ he has sportingly agreed to help with a short demonstration,” said lockhart, “but i don’t want any of you youngers to worry.”
“ you’ll still have your potions master when i’m through with him,” he assures with a wink, “ never fear.”
Both professors took out their wands, standing before the other, as they bowed before turning to walk a few paces. Simultaneously they turn, readying their wands, looking at the other.
“ one.”
“ two.”

“ three!”
“ expelliarmus!” shouts snape with a flick of his wrist.
A powerful burst of magic left his wand, hurtling towards lockhart, who shouts in sudden surprise as he is thrown back from the impact.
“ do you think he’s alright?” asked hermione as she had been worried.
“ who cares?” ron laughs.
“ an excellent idea to show them that professor snape…” said lockhart with a grunt when he stood to his feet, “ but if you don’t mind me saying it was pretty obvious what you were about to do.”
“ if i had wanted to stop you, it would have been only too easy.”

‘ oh please,’ emma thought rolling her eyes at the blonde haired man.
“ perhaps it would prudent to first teach the students…” said snape, “ to block unfriendly spells professor.”
Lockhart had seemed to be thinking over what snape had said, the head of slytherin house, giving him a knowing smirk.
“ an excellent suggestion professor snape,” said lockhart with a smile as he turns.
“ let’s have a volunteer pair,” he said as he looked around the class, “ potter, weasley, how about you?”
“ weasley’s wand causes devastation with the simplest spells,” said snape, “ we’ll be sending potter to the hospital wing in a matchbox.”
Emma gave ron a sympathetic smile, before looking over at snape, as she had a small frown on her face.

“ might i suggest someone from my own house?” snape asked, “ malfoy perhaps?”
And with that small suggestion, snape turns his head, motioning for malfoy to walk up.
“ wands at the ready!” said lockhart.
Emma had a bad feeling, when watching harry and malfoy, as the boys had been in their duel stances.
“ on the count of three….” said lockhart, “ cast your charms and disarm your opponent. Only to disarm.”
“ we don’t want any accidents here,” he warns, “ one. Two.”
“ everte statum!” calls malfoy as he casts a spell.

Emma’s eyes widen in shock, when her brother is thrown from the impact, as he lands on his side everyone gasping in shock. Emma glared at malfoy, who had a smug grin on his face, before she looks at her brother worried. Harry had a scowl upon his face, as he stood to his feet, and readied his wand.
“ rictusempra!” he shouts.
Malfoy is sent twirling, landing in front of snape, with a loud thump. He had looked at snape, who gave him a grim scowl, as he drug malfoy to his feet pushing him forward.
“ i said disarm only!” shouts lockhart.