Harry Potter's sister ~~~ Fanfiction

Non-verbal magic part 40

Friday started well enough for Emma and friends. The Polyjuice Potion was declared ready so, with Hermione and Demelza's help she poured the contents into a flask, sealed it and stored it in Emma's trunk wrapped around some of the left over charity shop clothes she still owned.

Things changed after the Duelling Club, but things started out on the same mood.

The eleven of them made their way down to the Great Hall where all this was scheduled to take place. The House tables had been removed and a large platform had been placed in the centre of the hall. Students of all ages and Houses were gathered around and waiting in anticipation.

"Harry a horrid thought just occurred?" said Ron "Who do you think is the instructor, because the obvious choice of Professor would be…"

Everyone in Harry's Defence group cringed. A minute later Ron's implied fear was revealed to be valid as Lockhart climbed onto the platform.

"Gather round, Gather round." Said Lockhart "Can you all see me? Can you all hear me? Excellent!" He walked up and down the platform smiling to the crowd.

Harry noted with intense irritancy that all of the girls outside his Defence group were looking adoringly at the idiot. "Has no one realised how useless the idiot is?" thought Harry

Since term started Harry and his associates had done the first two Lockhart homework assignments but no others since then, which worked out fine because Lockhart never chased them down. Strangely enough it was Hermione that proposed the idea of ignoring the work he set, she was taking his apparent farce really personally, Harry was sure she was at most a month away from plotting his 'accidental' death by paper cut to the throat, with the paper cut being a signed confession admitting he made up everything he wrote in his books.

"Now, in light of recent dark events, the Headmaster has granted me permission to start up this little duelling club in order to train you to defend yourselves like I have done on so many occasions. For full details see my published works."

"FICTION!" coughed a voice Lockhart couldn't find.

Harry however noticed that it was Geoffrey that made the noise. A number of girls, some of them twice his size, were glaring at him. Vicky and Natalie were firmly keeping him shielded and looking at glares with expressions that appeared to say 'try something, we dare you'. Proud of how far his sister's year mates Harry put his wand in his hand, just in case they needed backup.

Lockhart looked very red at the declaration and stuttered through his next announcement. "N… Next a… allow." To Harry's, and many others' disappointment, he managed to gather himself together. "Allow me to introduce my assistant Professor Snape."

Harry witnessed every Gryffindor's least favourite teacher (except Hermione whose resentment for Lockhart may yet have been strong enough to override her contempt for the Potions Master) step onto the platform.

"Professor Snape tells me he knows a thing or two about duelling and has sportingly agreed to give me a hand with today's session." Said Lockhart "This is merely going to be a demonstration today so don't worry, you'll all have your Potions Master back in one piece when I'm through with him."

"Wouldn't it be good if they finished each other off?" Said Ron.

"Oh honestly Ronald. I know you don't like Snape but you can't deny that he is going to wipe the floor with that… waste of…"