Someone Like You (Hermione Granger X Male Reader)

Chapter 8: the dueling club

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Me and Hermione had been spending alot of time together making the polyjuice potion. After Harry had told us about what happened to Colin, we worked as hard as we could. We had gotten most of the ingredients which was acctually fun. Me and Harry had created a massive disruption in Snapes by throwing me and Freds filibuster fireworks into Goyles cauldron which caused an explosion and showed the whole class of the swelling potion. Everyone was freaking out and screaming as me and Harfy laughed at Malfoy.

"SILENCE, anyone who has been splashed, come here for deflating draught, when I find out who did this, I shall make sure that person is expelled." He shouted in his usual depressing tone. The bell rang and me, Hermione, Ron and Harry ran to the moaning Myrtles bathroom where the potion was being made.

"Snape knew it was us, he kept giving me and y/n funny looks." Harry moaned.

"He always gives us funny looks, especially me." I said.

"I dont blame him" Hermione smirked.

"What's that supposed to mean?!" I asked in mock offence.

"Nothing." She smirked as she threw in the new ingrediants and vegan to stir, "Me and y/n should have this finished in a fortnight."

"Snape can't prove it was you, what can he do?" Ron reassured us.

"Knowing Snape, something foul." Said Harry as the potion frothed and bubbled.

A week later, me and the others were walking across the entrance hall when we saw a small gathering around the notice board.

"Hey Dean, what you guys looking at?" I beckoned.

"A dueling club, you should join, maybe Malfoy will join at you could beat him at Quidditch and dueling." He smiled.

"We better have a good teacher." I said. Me and Hermione were all for it, so at eight o'clock we dragged Harry and Ron to the great hall. The dining tables had dissapeard and a golden stage had appeared along one wall, lit by thousands of candles overhead.

"I wonder who will be teaching us?" Said Hermione.

"I heard flitwick was a duelling champion when he was young, it's bound to be him."

"I just hope it's not -" I began before Gilderoy Lockhart walked onto the stage.

"Fuck" I muttered quietly earning an elbow to the ribs courtesy of Hermione.

"Language!" She whispered in a furious tone.

"Sorry" I spluttered

Lockhart waved an arm for silence and called "Gather round, gather round! Can you all see me? Can you all hear me? Excellent! Now, Professor Dumbledore has granted me permission to start this little duelling club, to train you all up in case you ever need to defend yourselves as I myself have on several occasions, for full details, see mh published works." He smiled

"WOW!" I said as loud as I could trying to make myself sound as sarcastic as possible earning a few laughs and another elbow to the ribs from Hermione.

"Let me introduce my assistant Proffesor Snape." Said Lockhart flashing a wide smile. "He tells me he knows a tiny thing about duelling himself ans has sportingly agreed to help with a short demonstration before we begin. Now I don't any of you youngster to worry, you'll still have your potions master wheb I'm through with him." He grinned.

"To be honest, I'm more nervous for your well being Professor." I said causing a few to laugh, a few glares, a third elbow from Hermione and even a small, tiny, microscopic, barely noticable half smile from Snape. Lockhart ignored me as he turned to face Snape and bowed, they raised their wands like swords.