Harry Potter: The Slytherin Mud-Blood

💥A Duel and a Snake🐍

-Naomi-

I walk with my Slytherin peers to the grand hall for there was a special lesson in the defense against the dark arts class. Some of the third and fourth years were there too. Thankfully, my friends, Thelma and Jeremy, were one of them and there with me.

"Gather 'round, gather 'round," Prof. Lockhart said, walking down the table. "In the light of the dark events of recent weeks, Prof. Dumbledore has granted me permission to start this little dueling club to train you all up in case you ever need to defend yourselves, as I myself have done on countless occasions..."

Thelma and I exchange a change a look, trying not to snicker while we quietly sang,"*fucking bullshit, fucking bullshit, fucking bullshit. Holy shit, oh fucker.*"

The professor proceeds to remove his cloak and tossed it to the crowd of starstrucked girls. I rolled my eyes. Honestly, how can they like a man like that? He's so self-absorbed.

"Let me introduce my assistant, Professor Snape," he cued as the assisting professor arises from the shadows on our side of the room. "He has sportingly agreed to help me with a short demonstration. 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 joked.

"Snape's gonna beat his ass." Jeremy chuckled, along with a few other slytherins who heard him.

The two professors faced one another with their wands ready. They now before turning to take five steps away into position. Oh, this outta be good!

"One...Two...Three..-"

"Expelliarmus!"

Snape fires the sudden spell and sends Lockhart flying back to the other side of the table. I let out a small snort followed by a laugh along with the rest of the chuckling slytherins. Lockhart pulls himself back up with a nervous grin. An obvious attempt to brush of the embarrassment bestowed upon him.

"An excellent idea to show them that, Professor Snape, but if you don't mind me saying, it was pretty obvious what you were about to do, and if I had wanted to stop you, it would have been only too easy." This man is the most saddest human being I've ever seen in my entire life.

"Then, perhaps it would be prudent to first teach the students to block unfriendly spells, professor." Snape suggested.

"Oh shit..!" Jeremy snickered quietly, followed with Thelma and I chuckling with him.

Lockhart tries to play it off cool and asks for volunteers in the audience. He calls up Harry and Ron to the stands only for Snape to force Ron back, because of his broken wand. He brings up Malfoy instead and I knew this wouldn't look too good, but I could tell Jeremy would have a laugh. The two opponents hand their wands at the ready, taking ten steps away from one another, prepared for a fight. Despite Lockhart saying to only use the disarming charm, Malfoy ignored him completely and sent Harry flying back further. Some of the slytherins laughed as the rest of us cringed. Harry got back up and shot him back, making him fall on his ass. Now, it was our turn to laugh. Snape grabbed Malfoy by his robe, pulling him up.

"I said,'disarm' only!" Lockhart scolded.

Again, Malfoy didn't care. "Serpensortia!"

A snake, that looked like to be a type of cobra, shot out from his wand. Most of the students backed away from the stand as it slithered closer to Harry. Snape volunteered to get rid of it but, Lockhart insisted that he'd do it himself. In fact, he literally did nothing. It flew up and came back down, hissing while doing so. How disappointing.

Suddenly, Harry walked closer to the snake while speaking in weird whispers. The snake swayed it's menacing gaze at a hufflepuff boy. With the context given by the scene in front of us, it looked like he was egging the thing onto him. Whether he was or not, Snape thankfully got rid if the snake, incinerating it.

"What are you playing at?" Asked the hufflepuff. To be honest, I wanted to know the same...