Married in Hogwarts (Dramione)

Dramione's Duelling Club

Draco Pov

"Look at the turnout, My... Granger," I say looking over the crowd of students as I stand on the table with Hermione. She hmms in response over the students chatter. Then she claps her hands to get their attention. "Thank you all for turning up here on a Saturday, I would have picked a better day but my rash co-head likes to make decisions without consulting me."

"Hey cut me some slack," I exclaim. "Would you have preferred that I said do it on Friday right after classes have ended, everyone would be asleep by the time we reached the room."

The students laugh, yesterday we decided a bit of banter between us would keep the class focused. "To begin we'll start with disarming and stunning spells," Hermione announces.

"Of course, I'm the most stunning spell there is," I chuckle. I hear the students laugh quietly.
"Well the words for the stunning spell is 'stupify'" Hermione points out. "And you are very stupid."

"You did not just go there Granger," I say storming towards her, suddenly her wand slides the left horizontally then straight to the right and she yells "Stupify!" and I'm thrown backwards, literally stunned.

"Did you see that students?" she asks. "Spells have precise movements or they just won't work, fine example is when Ron tries and fails to cast the Leviosa spell, although he also pronounces it wrong."

I shake off the stunning spell and hop back to my feet. "The next spell would be 'expelliarmus' it's not hard to remember because it sounds like you are saying expel arm which is practically what you are doing, as you expel the wand from you opponents hand slash arm." I swish my wand to the right then down and call out "Expelliarmus." Hermione's wand is thrown from her hand and a Slytherin fourth year holds out his arm and catches it.

"Good arm," Hermione says nodding at him. He tosses back the wand but I catch it before Hermione does.

"The worst thing you can do students," I say loudly. "Is let your opponent get your wand, like Granger has done. She really is a star class actress when it comes to playing the part of terrible opponent. Or maybe she is just that bad."

"Try saying that again when we are not teaching students Malfoy," Hermione snarls. "You'll be in the Hospital Wing for a week."

"I think you spend too much time with Weasleys, Granger," I point out. "The red-haired fire is rubbing off on you."

"Anyone else think he's getting dangerously close to complimenting me?" Hermione asks the crowd.

They all cheer, things are going well. "Malfoy, I'm gonna need your wand and mine."
I toss the two wands over then I watch as she tosses mine in the air and then waves her wand saying "Wingardium Leviosa" then it stops flying then she starts doing the wand movements for the disarming spell which is then repeated by my wand.
"Please focus on Malfoy's wand," she says. "This is the wand movement for the disarming spell, I want you to memorise it because when you learn wordless magic be important that you have this down. Please write this down, if you don't have paper, find someone who does and duplicate theirs."

I go over to Hermione and sit down as all the students shuffle around holding out paper or duplicating them as my wand continuously repeats the same movements, pausing each time the movement is completed.

"Do you thinks it's going well, Mya?" I ask quietly.
"Yes," she whispers back as she sits down, letting her legs hang off the table.
"Are you going to apologise for calling me stupid?"
She chuckles, "No because you promised you wouldn't be arrogant whilst teaching."

I fake shock, "That was me holding back! I could have been way more arrogant."
"Don't I know it," she chuckles.

Hermione moves a bit a way from me and I feel a familiar sadness stab my chest then she claps and says "Have you written it down yet?"

"Yes!" they all call.

"Alright then," I say standing up. "Since we all know Granger loves homework more than the next swot, you all have to learn the movements for the stunning spell by next week and a suitable shield charm either hit the books or ask Flitwick. I'll see if I can arrange use of the Room of Requirement for our next session so we can put this all into practice."

"You're dismissed," Hermione calls. All the students groan with disappointment then leave the clubroom.
"I think we're going to have a bigger turnout next week," I laugh.