Harry and his Brainy Girls

Harry and his Brainy Girls

By: Sheltie

I don’t own Harry Potter at all

Chapter 4: Daphne Greengrass

Daphne brushed a piece of blond hair away from her face as she faced off against her opponent. He had cocky grin on his face like he knew he could be beat her. Like that could ever happen. She wasn’t considered the best duelist in the whole of Slytherin house for nothing. But she knew not to underestimate Harry Potter.

Hogwarts was having a dueling competition. Each house would choose their best duelist and enter them. How each house chose their champion was up to them. Hufflepuff did their without a single wand drawn. Ravenclaw did theirs in a diplomatic way. Gryffindor was in a bit of a bind since their two best duelists were Harry Potter and Hermione Granger. But Hermione coincided stating that she wasn’t up to Harry’s level and would rather watch him beat the rest. Slytherin however, had their own competition to pick their champion. Headmistress McGonagall supervised this along with madam Pomfrey to make sure no dark curse were used. Daphne beat out all the others due to her ruthlessness and sharp tactics. Her last opponent, Malfoy is still in the hospital wing. Suffering from those tactics.

But now it was Harry vs. Daphne. Both had defeated the other two house champions with ease and this battle with decided who was the school’s best duelist.

“What’s the matter Greengrass, scared?” Harry taunted.

“You wish Potter, I’m just picturing my victory” Daphne said coolly.

“A bit ahead of yourself aren’t you Daph?” Harry said smirking.

Daphne glared at her opponent and then as McGonagall gave the word to begin she was the first to cast. Harry simply rolled out of the way.

“That was very close to a dark curse Daph, you really want to win this” Harry said with that smirk still on his face.

Daphne hated him taunting her, he got under her skin, which no boy has ever done before. His smile did things to her stomach. His twinkling eyes put her in a trance. And god, his mouth was tantalizing. She was so busy distracted that she barely was able to put up a shield to block Harry’s attack.

“What’s the matter Daph, something on your mind?” Harry said still with his ever-present smirk.

Daphne growled as she began to fire hex after hex at Harry. She hoped that one of them would hit him, but none did. He dodged each one with ease. The ones he didn’t dodge he shielded against.

“That’s good Daph, let the hate flow through you” Harry said.

Some of the muggle-borns in the audience chuckled at the reference that Harry made. But Daphne didn’t care, she had one goal. Wipe that smirk off of Potter’s face. She kept on her assault, but knew she was tiring. She wavered slightly after her last string of hexes. This gave the opening that Harry was waiting for. He rushed in at her and without even giving the blond Slytherin time to react he pulled her into a passionate kiss.

Daphne was stunned, she had just finished firing off some hexes and within a second Potter was in front of her then before she could take advantage of it he kissed her. When she felt his lips on hers, her brain shut down completely. She wrapped her arms around him dropping her wand in the process. None of the students could believe their eyes. A Slytherin and Gryffindor kissing one another. And it wasn’t a simple peck either, it was a full-blown snog.

“Mr. Potter!”

Harry pulled away leaving a glassy eyed Daphne.

“Yes professor?” Harry asked.

“What is the meaning of this?” McGonagall asked sternly.

“I think I just won” Harry said smirking.

McGonagall could only sputter.

Harry, on the other hand wrapped his arm around Daphne, who was still glassy eyed. He pulled her away and off the dueling platform.

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“What was that Potter?” Daphne hissed later when they were alone.

“I just thought that this was a good way to tell everyone we’re dating” Harry said smirking.

Daphne’s mouth opened and closed a couple times with no sound coming out. She had no idea what to say. What he did was clever and unexpected, a very Slytherin move.

“So my dear Daphne, where were we?” Harry asked with a twinkle in his eye and the same smirk on his face.

Daphne returned the smirk.

“Oh, right here” she said and pulled Harry into a kiss that rivaled the one on the dueling platform.

End