Revenge Is Sweet

Chapter 10

The morning? of the duelling club announcement so...*calculates* three weeks later? *checks notes* Yep. I calculated it right.

Three weeks later

As I walked towards the Great Hall for my daily dose of coffee, I noticed a bunch of students flocking the notice board in the Entrance Hall. Unfortunately, since I'm curious by nature, I went to look at what is causing the commotion after a few seconds.

Hmm, they're starting a duelling club...interesting. Dam it, it's hosted by Lockhart! Wait...Professor Valour is co-hosting, what the hell, I might just as well have some fun with it.

So I signed up, right underneath Granger. I wouldn't mind having a little revenge on the snooping know-it-all.

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8 o'clock that night in the Great Hall

"Hey look they did some remodelling!" I said with feigned interest to Draco. He snorted.

"The first duelling lesson hasn't even started, yet you're already starting with your snark. Really, Rose?" He said. I shrugged my shoulders. "Had a boring day." I lied.

Truth be told, I was using my snarky attitude and rude remarks to distract myself from the fact that 3 weeks ago, another victim was petrified. This time a 'Muggleborn' student from Gryffindor.

[A/N: Oh, yeah...Rose has her own (*coughs* borrowed *coughs*) opinion about "Muggleborns". I might write a piece on that...maybe]

We didn't have to wait long before Lockhart and Professor Valour showed up, Professor Snape following not far behind.

[The following bits and pieces are extracted from JK Rowling's book; Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets, Chapter 11!]

"Gather round, gather round! Can everyone see me? Can you all hear me? Excellent!" The vain 'Professor' asked us. I snorted inwardly, silently pleading that either Snape or Valour would take over for him now. Alas, no such luck.

"Now, Headmaster Dumbledore has granted me-" Professor Valour cleared his throat loudly and Professor Snape gave Lockhart a pointed look. "-and Professor Valour-" he added, causing the Slytherins (mostly male, blasted girls were secretly a part of Lockhart's fan club) to snigger.

"-Permission to start this little Duelling Club, to train you all up in case you ever need to defend yourselves-" He said, most likely stopping himself from referring to his numerous adventures where he had to 'defend' himself.

"Let me introduce my assistant, Professor Snape," said the pathetic excuse for a DADA professor, flashing a wide, but annoyingly bright, smile. "He tells me he knows a tiny little bit about duelling himself and has sportingly agreed to help me with a short demonstration before we begin. 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!"

I snorted quietly. "More likely they would have to worry about whether or not you'll be still standing after Snape finishes you off," I muttered quietly to which Draco, Crabbe and Goyle sniggered. I wouldn't be surprised if Snape injured Lockhart on purpose, considering most would've run had they been at the end of Snape's sneer. I couldn't help but overhear Ron muttering 'Wouldn't it be good if they finished each other off?' to Harry. Huh, so they hate Snape that much? Granted, Snape isn't overly fond of Gryffindors...or any other House besides Slytherin for that matter.

Lockhart and Snape turned to face each other and bowed; Lockhart flamboyantly, Snape stiffly. Then they raised their wands in proper duelling fashion.

"On the count of three, we will cast our first spells. Neither of us will be aiming to kill, of course," Lockhart continued.

"I wouldn't bet on that," Harry and I murmured simultaneously. I grinned at Harry and mouthed 'Jinx' having overheard him, he smirked at me.