Tourtured Soul [Completed]

Parseltongue

Infirmiry

Harry sat in a bed with his elastic arm and Fred, George and I were in there with many others I was the only person from another house.

"He should have been brought
straight to me! I can mend bones
in a heartbeat, but growing them
back." Madam Pomfrey complained.

"You will be able to, won't you?" Heromine asked.

"I'll be able to, certainly, but it
will be painful. You're in for a
rough night, Potter. Regrowing
bones is nasty business." She told Harry, pouring him a glass of Skele-Grow. He takes it and drinks it than doing a spit take. "What did you expect, Pumpkin juice?" Than FLASH. A bright light appeared.

"That was brilliant today, Harry!
Brilliant!" A boy said to Harry.

"Out! All of you! This boy's got thirty-three bones to regrow!" Madam Pomfrey ordered and we all left.

"Between the three of us, I was secretly cheering you guys on." I told Fred and George. "I didn't want to fuel Draco's ego by cheering for the Slytherin team."

"Yes, we wouldn't want to fuel his ego, it's big enough as it is." Fred laughed.

Dueling Club

I only came to this thing just to see how bad Lockhart would mess up. Fred and George are there too and we are standing by each other, talking.

"So, what should the name be, for the buisness?" George asked.

"The Weasley's Riddle." I suggested.

"That's not bad, but what about, Weasley, Weasley and Riddle or The Weasleys and The Riddle." Fred suggested.

"Gather round! Gather round! Can
everyone see me? Can you all hear
me? Excellent. In light of the
dark events of recent weeks,
Professor Dumbledore has granted
me permission to start this little
Dueling Club, to train you all up
in case you ever need to defend
yourselves as I myself have done
on countless occasions -- for full
details, see my published works." Professer Narcissist said getting our attention and I rolled my eyes. Snape than joined him on stage, "Let me introduce my assistant
Professor Snape. He has
sportingly agreed to help me with
a short demonstration. Now I
don't want any of you youngsters
to worry. You'll still have your
Potions Master when I'm through
with him, never fear!" I chuckled quietly . "As you can see, we are holding our wands in the accepted combative position. On the count of three, we will cast our first spells.
Neither of us will be aiming to kill, of course." They bowed and began, Snape put Lockhart on his ass and I for once was proud of our Potions Master. "Well, there you have it. That was a Disarming Charm. As you see,
I've lost my wand." Hermonie than gave him his wand. "Ah, thank you, Miss Granger. Yes, an excellent idea to show them that, Professor Snape, but if you don't mind my saying so, it was very obvious what you were about
to do. If I had wanted to stop
you it would have been only too
easy." I didn't even try to stifle a laugh.

"Perhaps it would be prudent to
first teach the students to block
unfriendly spells, Professor." Snape suggested.

"An excellent suggestion, Professor
Snape. Let's have a volunteer
pair. Riddle, Ron." Lockhart said.

"Weasley's wand causes devastation
with the simplest spells. We'll
be sending Riddle to the hospital
wing in a matchbox. Might I
suggest someone from my own house. Malfoy, perhaps." Snape suggested as I walked up to the stage and I glared at Malfoy, who is actually my cousin, I think I forgot to mention that, on my mum's side, just like Sirius Black is technically my second cousin.

"Scared, Athens?" Draco asked.

"You know I'm not." I smirkTheyWe turn, walk ten paces, then WHIRL, wands poised.