Together [HP]

Jacqueline thought she wouldn't have to worry about Hermione getting angry at her before Christmas, or so she thought.Well, although, maybe what she did that day was a little too much, but who let Hermione bump into her anger?

"Fight Club, tonight." When Pansy read the bulletin board blankly, the first thought in Jacquilin's mind was not who organized this, but, this is a place that can Opportunity to fight aboveboard.For example, Harry and Malfoy, for example, Hermione Granger.

"Not interested." Jacqueline shook her head and walked back to her room. "Sending a Graham to learn martial arts? That's overkill."

"Gossip," Pansy winked at her, "Professor Snape will be an assistant, and," she paused deliberately, "Professor Lockhart organized the event."

So while watching Professor Lockhart's jokes, and Hermione's possible revenge on the other, Jacquelin was caught in a tangle.

"Before Christmas comes," Jacqueline said to herself, sitting at the window of the quiet drawing room, "I should have some fun for myself, and besides," she watched the huge octopus gliding past, "there is With Professor Snape around, she shouldn't go too far. What's more," she nodded to herself, "she made a mistake first."

So, at eight o'clock in the evening, they hurried to the auditorium.The long dining table disappeared, and along one wall appeared a gilded stage, lit by hundreds of candles floating overhead.The ceiling was once again as black as velvet, and almost all the students from the school came, crowded together, each holding his own wand, and his face was full of excitement.

Jacqueline found himself a corner, huddled behind the crowd.

"Wonder who will teach us," Ron whispered, as the Gryffindor trio walked towards the stage.

"Someone told me that Flitwick was a dueling champion when he was young, maybe he came to teach us." Hermione said.

"As long as it's not..." Harry didn't finish his sentence, and turned into a groan, and saw Gilderoy Lockhart walking on the stage, wearing a purple robe, radiant, and the person beside him was none other than Stuart. Nep, still in his usual black suit.

Lockhart waved for silence, then shouted, "Come around, come around! Can everyone see me and hear me? That's great! Well, Professor Dumbledore has given me permission to start this little business." Small dueling club, well trained in case you ever need to defend yourself, defend yourself in a way that I have used countless times. For details on this, please see my published works. Let me introduce my assistant Stanley Professor Nepe," said Lockhart, grinning widely,

"He told me he knew a thing or two about dueling himself, and he graciously agreed to help me with a little demonstration before class. I said, I don't want to worry you little fellows. Etc. I'm done demonstrating with him, and I'll return your Potions teacher to you intact, don't be afraid!"

"It's all right," Jacquiline said from behind Pansy's back. "I'm afraid you should be the one to worry about that."

Lockhart and Snape turned to face each other and bowed.At least Lockhart bowed, flailing his hands a lot, and Snape just shook his head impatiently.They then held their respective wands like arrows to their chests.

"As you can see, we hold our wands in the usual dueling position," Lockhart said to the silent crowd. "On the count of three, we cast the first spell. Of course, none of us will take the opponent's life."

"I hope it's not so boring." Jacqueline murmured, watching Snape's teeth bared.

"If you want to watch the action so much," Pansy turned to her and smiled, "why don't you stand in front?"

"Because I don't want to be watched by others."