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He held his wand in a tight grasp, pointing it at his nemesis. None of the two moved, staring in each others eyes. They were both waiting for the other one to make the first move. Suddenly he couldn’t wait any longer. The tension was driving him mad and so was the over-confident look on his opponent.
He made a waiving movement and uttered an incantation. The spell missed his enemy with inches. Enraged by this, his opponent fired a spell at him in return. Now he had had enough. The spell missed him as well. A smirk formed on his lips. He, Draco Malfoy, wasn’t going to let anyone take him down with a simple leg-locker curse. Not even the great Harry Potter, who had fired it.
Harry cursed under his breath, much to Draco’s satisfaction. He gave his nemesis a triumphant look. He would always be the superior of the two; of this he was certain, for he was Draco Malfoy.
“Given up yet, Potter?”
“Shove off, Malfoy!” Harry snarled and lowered his wand, starting to walk away.
Why, Potter I’m hurt!” Draco said, clutching his heart, trying to make Harry angry again, but this time, it didn’t work. Not willing to give up on a good row that easily, Draco decided to follow him. After all, no one walks away from Draco Malfoy. He tells you when he’s had enough. He walked up to Harry and placed himself in front of him with his infamous sneer plastered on his lips. Harry stopped dead in his tracks, giving his enemy a similar sneer of distaste.
“Where are you going, Potter?”
“I have Transfiguration now, if you mind. And, if I’m not mistaken, so do you.”
The sneer on Draco’s face flickered. Right, Transfiguration with McGonagall. Just when things were looking up Potter had to go and ruin it all!
The lesson begun. Draco placed himself in the back of the classroom between his Slytherin goons Crabbe and Goyle. Harry took a seat with Ron and Hermione in the middle row. Draco glared at them from behind. He watched them laugh and joke around. He snorted at their childish behaviour and turned away. Slowly a thread of anger slithered through his being like a snake and bit him hard, resentment growing and filling him up. Professor McGonagall appeared by the chalkboard, her eyes peering around in the room. She surveyed the students, walking back and forth in front of them, like a cat eyeing its prey.
“Welcome everyone. Now, this lesson we are going to do something that when misused can be very dangerous, so I require your full attention,” she said. By the use of the word ‘dangerous’ Draco sat up straighter.
“This is your sixth year at Hogwarts, and that means it is time for Human Transfiguration, or Metamorphosis.” McGonagall explained.
“You will work in pairs.” She continued, and with that she started pairing the students two and two. Hermione and Ron were paired together, shooting apologising looks to Harry, who nodded. Crabbe and Goyle were paired as well.
“Mr. Potter, Mr. Malfoy. You two will work together.” Professor McGonagall said. Draco let out a deep sigh. Why? Why him? Harry didn’t look so happy either, but that wasn’t a big comfort. Without a word he took a seat next to Draco. They avoided eye contact, both looking at Professor McGonagall for more instructions.
“Very good. Now when you’re teamed up you will start with the metamorphosis. With two flicks of your wand and the incantation homo metamorphic your partner will transform his or her appearance into an exact copy of you. Now this is a very difficult spell. I don’t expect any of you to succeed right away.” McGonagall assured, sounding almost as if she didn’t expect any of them to succeed at all.
Naturally, Hermione had a question, much to many students dismay and number of groans could be heard throughout the room as her little hand shot up in the air. “Yes, Ms. Granger?”
“In Castor Gaia’s book about Human Transfigurations he writes that the spell requires a high amount of willpower and courage to succeed. What if one of the two of us can do it, and the other one can’t? I guess what I’m trying to say is, what if something goes wrong?”
Ron shot her a heated look, obviously understanding that Hermione didn’t think he would be able to make it. Hermione decided to ignore him.
“Well, I assure you Ms. Granger that we have taken certain precautions. I will know what to do if anything should go wrong. Hermione nodded and Draco turned to Harry.
“Want to be the test-dummy Potter?”
“Why not. You won’t be able to pull it off anyways!”
“Well then, begin!” Professor McGonagall announced and Draco aimed his wand at Harry stating the incantation loud and clear. Nothing happened. Harry adopted a smug look worthy of Draco himself.
“You were saying?” Harry gave him a provoking grin, making Draco try again. And again. And then again, but there was no use. It gave no result what so ever. Harry looked very pleased. He was actually grinning and frowning at the same time, a look which did not suit him very well. The lesson was almost over and still no one had managed to do the spell yet. Not even Hermione, who was growing tired of working with Ron.
“Alright class! One more chance and that’s all for today!” McGonagall said. Draco made one last attempt. He aimed his wand at a bored Harry and focused with all his might.
“There’s no use, Malfoy…” Harry sighed as Draco said the incantation.
Suddenly his vision became blurry, followed by a swirl of darkness.
A/N: Sorry it's so short. This story was supposed to be a one-shot, but I decided to post it a little earlier than planned. Hope you like this new installment. It is not going to be a slash-story, if that crossed your mind. :P Sadly, I must add! The banner is made by the talented UMBlueMusic of the Dark Arts! Thanks Umby! ^_^Please review! ~ Sam M
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