Where is the \'Malfoy\' in \'DA\'?

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everyone. . . tonight’s going to be a little different than our first meeting.
. .”



At Harry’s comment, the listeners began murmuring excitedly to each other only
to be silenced as Draco Malfoy entered the room, crashing the door open loudly.
Slowly but surely, he walked until he stood beside Harry, slightly dwarfing the
Boy-Who-Lived.



Folding his arms on his chest, he looked upon the other students who sat before
him on their cushions looking puzzled at Harry and himself.



”Well, are you going to tell them, or am I going to have to do it?” Draco
snapped as he glanced at Harry who seemed rather nervous. The Slytherin rolled
his eyes.



”What are you talking about, Ferret?” Ron barked. As Draco opened his mouth to
reply, Harry cut in, preventing the fight that was threatening to explode.



”Well. . . er. . . Malfoy and I have discussed something related to these
lessons. At first we thought it might be good if we practiced the Petrificus
Totalus. . . but, I had another idea,” Harry inhaled deeply as the members
of the DA looked surprised at him. Why had Harry and Malfoy discussed something
in the first place?



”Just get on with it already! I thought you told me you weren’t afraid, Potter,”
the impatient Slytherin said, smirking.



“Of course I’m not!” Harry answered
quickly glaring at Malfoy. “Alright, well I thought it would be good if, as a
demonstration to you guys, that Malfoy and I… had a duel…”



At Harry’s last words, Hermione, as well as the rest of the group gasped in
shock and Fred and George quietly began to bet Knuts on Harry's victory.



“You can't do that! What if something goes really wrong? If we bring someone to
the infirmary, we'll have a lot to explain, and that is definitely not
good for us!” Hermione nearly yelled.



Draco smirked, "That worried about him, Granger?"



"About you actually! Unlike you, Harry can pack a punch with his
spells," Hermione cut back harshly.



Draco pouted sourly and said, "We'll just have to see about that!"



The room was filled with excited discussions as everyone was deciding on who
they thought was going to win between Harry and Draco.



"Well, if the Ferret’s going to get hurt, I vote for the demo," Ron’s
shrill voice was heard over the clamour of excited students.

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went bright red as several students yelled, "Hear, Hear!"



The Weasley twins moved to the front waving at everybody to stand up, “Alright,
make way, make way! If Harry wants to beat Malfoy’s arse we need to make some
space for him!!”



”Why don’t you get a Stretcher for your dear Potter, Weasley, he’ll need
one when I’m through with him,” Draco hissed back, glaring at the twins as they
still motioned the other students to move back along the walls.



Watching the betting going on, Harry wondered why so many people brought money
in the first place…



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As everyone finally fell silent, Harry and Draalkealked slowly to the middle of
the room. Anticipation and eagerness traced the eyes of every student present;
this was going to be a night to remember…



Icy, silvery blue met emerald green as the Slytherin and Gryffindor stared into
each other’s eyes, as they had once done 3 years ago - the day they had first
duelled.



Suddenly, a platform was raised from the floor; Harry went to one end, as Draco
climbed onto the other. Staring intently at each other, they bowed, their eye
contact never breaking. Silence reined the room as everyone waited eagerly for
the amazing battle to start.



A loud “BEGIN!!” split the room in two as the two young men
brandished their wands swiftly.



”Adlevo!” they both cried letting a long rays of light emit from
their wands, Draco’s a deep green.

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Harry's was a deep red. 

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the Gryffindor Draco quipped, as he swung
his wand promptly towards Harry, the two rays of energy clashing together as
Harry blocked the blow with the light coming out of his own wand.

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EN-CA'>Sparks flew dangerously
around Harry, but he wouldn’t let himself be beaten. The pressure of the ray of
light was pushing down on his made it hard to push back. Biting his lower lip,
he built up all his strength to slash his wand violently, destroying the Green
ray of light as it was sliced in two, making it vanish. The Slytherin drew a
few steps back and groaned irritably, re-summoning the ray of light; but an
enraged Gryffindor was already dashing towards him, wand set to strike. He had
just enough time to dodge as Harry swung his energy-blade in his way, but ended
crashing it against the floor, the magical blast leaving a long burnt fissure.
As the blond boy looked back towards Harry, preparing himself to counter, he
suddenly felt a sharp sting to his left cheek… as well as a hot liquid
trickling down on his skin.



The bastard managed to slice my cheek!! He’ll pay!!



Draco sprinted furiously towards Harry, swinging his wand-blade yet again at
his rival. An enraged battle began, energy blades clashing forcefully together
over and over again as sparks flew everywhere. The arch-rivals were battling so
viciously, with such hate, with such passion.  It was a
dance of power, precision and agility. No one could tell which had the upper
hand; the only thing they knew is they had never laid eyes upon such a
breath-taking sight and no one dared to interfere, too afraid that such an act
would lead to death. A loud hissing noise was heard as a mysterious energy came
rushing out of Draco’s blade as he gave one last irate swing of his wand-blade
and the Gryffindor was sent flying to the ground.

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slightly, Harry lifted himself slightly off the ground. Draco hastily
somersaulted through the air, leaping towards Harry.



“INFERNO CONGLOBO!!” Malfoy shouted as his feet touched the
floor. The energy blade vanished only to let a ball of flame explode out of his
wand, flying with dangerous speed towards Harry, but the boy had always been
quick. His seeker reflexes instantly lifted him to his feet.



“FLAGRARE RESTIGUO!!”  the Gryffindor cried as the fire ball
was about to hit its target. A wave of translucent water arose from the ground,
forming a barrier in front of him, extinguishing the fireball, and creating a great
deal of acrid smoke as it hit it.



“Artifex Defo!” with a flick of his wand, the water barrier
spread itself around Harry as it shot in violent streams at Draco’s wand hand.
He watched in horror as his arm began to freeze into an ice crystal when the
curse touched his skin; it was threatening to freeze the rest of his body of he
didn’t stop the streams from reaching him. He dashed to the side, only to be
sent flying to the other end of the platform with an “EXPELLIARMUS!!”



Groaning as his back collided with the stone floor, he heard a shattering
sound. Draco sat up quickly, and swiftly took aim towards Harry as his hand had
now been released from the ice crystal when crashing on the stone ground.



“OCCAECO!!” the Slytherin shouted as Harry’s hands quickly shot
to his eyes; Draco had blinded him. The silver haired boy stood back up and
strode slowly towards his enemy, wand still pointed towards him.



I’ve got you now, Potter!!



Just as the Slytherin was convinced of his victory, Harry pointed his wand
towards himself and said “Oculus Acclaro!” and sight seemed to
have automatically came back to him.   



“PRAEFOCARE!!!”



As the Gryffindor had shouted it, Malfoy began to gag, his hands shot up to his
neck, trying to release the invisible grip off his throat, but to no avail. All
color was slowly fading away from his face and Harry began heading towards his
victim, almost predatorily.



“Aeger Alvus,” the raven haired boy said carelessly, watching
Draco fall to his knees as he then put his arms around his stomach and kept
gagging.  He looked up at Harry with murderous eyes as he tried sucking
air in. He was going to pay for this, for humiliating him in front of
everybody… for enjoying seeing him in pain…



”…Ad,” he whispered between choked breaths, raising his wand. He closed
his eyes in concentration. A weak aura seemed to burst around his body. The
Boy-Who-Lived took a few steps back as he felt terrible power drawing towards
the blond young man. Draco stood back up slowly, the choking having now faded.
Suddenly a dark wind emanated out of him, covering the rooms with forming
shadows. When he finally reopened his eyes, Harry gasped in horror; the eyes
which had once been an icy silvery blue were now deprived of irises… they had
become completely black.



The Slytherin aimed his wand threateningly at the raven haired Gryffindor.



“Adflictatio Delecta Meus,” he whispered, his low words echoing
strangely in the room as dark shapes slithered out of his wands. A demon-like
dark transparent form opened its wings; an eerie high pitched hiss escaping its
hideous mouth as it flew quickly towards Harry. But, before it was about to
penetrate his body, the form split in two, the double flying back at its
Summoner. 



Draco had only enough time to see glowing red eyes coming his way as intense
pain shot through his entire body. Drowning into the shadow world of
unconsciousness, the last sounds he heard were those of his arch-rival’s
horrible shrieks of agony.