The boy-who-lived glanced over his shoulder to spy Pansy standing nearby. "I do not expect him to. I did not set this up so that he would owe me one, I simply recall him wanting to meet the man."
The dark-skinned girl snorted, " Wanting to meet? Oh please, my betrothed was practically having wet dreams about being in the same building as his idol."
This earned her a soft laugh from her Lord, before he gestured to the seat next to him. "Personally, I am not a fan of Quidditch, but if it makes Draco happy then who am I to judge."
With a nod the Parkinson heiress sat down and studied the two players, who at this point were high above the stadium. "You know…"
"Hm?"
"I could always try and pay you back… you know for my future husband."
"Oh? And how would you propose on doing that?"
The girl gave a flirtatious smile, before moving her hands towards his pants.
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"Alright now shut your traps you brats. Today we are going to be doing some… practice . Dueling, that is, for those of you too stupid to understand. To make things a bit more interesting you will notice that all four Houses are currently present. If any of you didn't notice this then perhaps you should consider dropping out now." The Defense instructor called out, earning excited, and a few worried, whispers amongst the students. This would be a way for him to study his target, see what kind of spells Potter might know and sort out the mystery of how he had survived the Dragon and all the other incidents that seemed to be linked to him.
"Now then, first we will take some volunteers…"
"Malfoy is mine!"
The fraud rolled his eyes at the youngest Weasley son's declaration, before giving an exasperated nod. "Fine fine, anyone else?" He was hoping the boy-who-lived might show a bit of arrogance and make a challenge to him as the professor, but no such luck. A few others had pick rivals, but most remained unsorted, leading to 'random' assignments. Neville was paired up against Hermione, with Harry and Lavender Brown facing off.
"Hey! I don't want Potter anywhere near my girl, why are the girls dueling boys anyway!?" Ron cried out upon hearing the match.
"What, don't think women can duel eh Weasley? How about you go a few rounds with Bellatrix Lestrange and we will see how you fair eh? Tell you what though, since you are so insistent then you and Malfoy can go first to set the example. If you win then you can challenge Potter instead."
Ron nodded eagerly, before facing down his self-declared nemesis. "This time is going to be different Malfoy, you are going down like the snake you are."
Draco sighed, before drawing his Wand and bowing as instructed. "I am curious Weasel, what are you the most upset about, the fact that the Victor Krum went flying with me or that your girlfriend seems more interested in Harry than she does you ?"
The redhead merely growled before raising his own Wand. Seconds later the battle began, with the blonde quickly parrying the few simple spells thrown by the redhead and countering with his own barrage of borderline Dark Magic. Less than a minute later it was over, with Ron being thrown backwards and crying in pain.
"Well what a surprise, a Malfoy beat a Weasley… again . Now while I am busy fixing this dunce the rest of you pair off and begin."
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"Promise you will go easy on me Hermione?" The Longbottom gently inquired as he faced down the bushy haired Witch, who grinned in response.
"I don't know Neville, you did turn your back on Harry. I think that earns a bit of a beating."
The boy chuckled, before nodding in defeat, "Yeah… yeah I guess that is fair… just uh… could you at least take it easy on my face?"
"Why? Does Susan Bones have plans with you tonight?" the Witch teased.
"Actually, yeah."
She nodded in reply, "Fine, fine no spells to the face."
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"So, uh Harry… about last year…"
"I believe Hermione has gotten over it Miss Brown, so no hard feelings."
The girl nodded, remembering very vividly how easily the boy standing across from her had beaten the group of Gryffindors. The only hope she had was winning by surprise. "That's good, I mean I am really sorry about… Stupify!"
The boy-who-lived casually brushed the spell away, as if it were an insect before he slowly walked towards the Gryffindor. "You know Miss Brown we really never have had a chance to just sit down and talk…"
A few more spells were chanted by the girl, each tossed to the side or against the ceiling as if without thought.
"How are your classes going? Are you having a good year?"
Lavender tried one more spell, one that an older girl had taught them for emergency situations, such as a boy getting a little too aggressive, it too was easily deflected.
"You and Ronald doing well? I would hate to hear about the 'power couple of Gryffindor' having problems."
Her shoulders slumped. Clearly, she had already lost. Harry had defended her entire arsenal and hadn't even pretended to be slighted by any of them. "Yeah I umm I guess so…"
"You guess? You can talk to me Miss Brown, Slytherins might be many things but we do know how to keep a secret."
"Lavender… just call me Lavender, and I… well with the other school arriving, and Krum and the Veelas and… I just haven't had much of his attention and it hurts you know?"
"I can imagine, but rest assured I am sure he will come to his senses… otherwise I might just have to steal you from him hm?" the boy finished with a warm smile, sending shivers down her spine.
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