Fic: Wands Out
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Title: Wands Out
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: None
Rating: G
Word count: 424
Beta:
sevfan
Disclaimer: See HERE
A/N: Written for
adventdrabbles. Sequel to Out More, The Matchmakers, One Never Knows, And so it Starts, Playing With Gryffindors and Reunion.
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Wands Out
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“Luna.” Harry sighed as he took in her turnip earrings and cork necklace. “What are you doing here?”
Luna tilted her head. “Where else would I be? The spell called me, although I’m not the one.”
“What?” Harry narrowed his eyes. “What do you know about the spell?”
Her eyes slightly unfocussed, Luna seemed to be staring just to the left of his face. “It makes your aura bright,” she said. “Very yellow.”
“Look, Luna, I’m a bit busy. I have to get out of here--”
“He’ll see it, though.” She smiled and stepped back. “He watches and he’ll know you’re looking for him.”
“Who?”
She smiled dreamily. “He’ll be here soon.”
Harry, already exasperated, began to push past her. “Right, well, I’d love to stay and chat, but I really have to leave.”
Luna shook her head. “Goodness.” She grasped his arm and pointed back towards the table.
Harry glanced over his shoulder and froze. Malfoy had his wand out and was gesturing at Zabini, who had reciprocated. Neville was looking back and forth between them but he hadn’t had the sense to move away from what looked like an impending battle.
“Bloody hell!” Harry manoeuvred Luna behind him.
Luna peered around him. “Oh. Will Neville be okay?” she murmured.
Harry groaned and with a muttered, “Stay here!” he retraced his steps, not noticing when Luna wandered away. “What the hell are you doing?” he asked Malfoy.
Malfoy raised an eyebrow. “We’re having a discussion. Why?”
“With wands?” Harry asked pointedly.
Zabini shrugged. “It’s how we usually settle things in Slytherin. You ready, Draco?”
Nodding, Malfoy said, “Rock!” and pointed his wand.
Zabini said “Scissors!” at the same moment.
A see-through rock materialized from the end of Malfoy’s wand, and after a moment, it crushed the ghostly scissors that had manifested from Zabini’s. Zabini scowled. “Fine, I’m off,” he muttered, standing up.
As he walked away, Harry, confused, asked, “What just happened?”
“We settled our disagreement,” Malfoy said, easing back into his chair. “What did you think we were going to do?”
“I wasn’t sure.”
Neville was smiling. “I’m glad you’re back. Why don’t you sit down, Harry?” he asked quietly. “It really is important that you let us know some of your preferences if the spell is going to work correctly.”
Harry sighed. Now that he was calmer he knew they were right, and he supposed he should get it over with. Sitting down, he nodded. “All right. What do you need to know?”
Malfoy smirked. “Everything, Potter,” he drawled. “Everything.”
~ Continued in The Interview
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: None
Rating: G
Word count: 424
Beta:
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A/N: Written for
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Wands Out
~
“Luna.” Harry sighed as he took in her turnip earrings and cork necklace. “What are you doing here?”
Luna tilted her head. “Where else would I be? The spell called me, although I’m not the one.”
“What?” Harry narrowed his eyes. “What do you know about the spell?”
Her eyes slightly unfocussed, Luna seemed to be staring just to the left of his face. “It makes your aura bright,” she said. “Very yellow.”
“Look, Luna, I’m a bit busy. I have to get out of here--”
“He’ll see it, though.” She smiled and stepped back. “He watches and he’ll know you’re looking for him.”
“Who?”
She smiled dreamily. “He’ll be here soon.”
Harry, already exasperated, began to push past her. “Right, well, I’d love to stay and chat, but I really have to leave.”
Luna shook her head. “Goodness.” She grasped his arm and pointed back towards the table.
Harry glanced over his shoulder and froze. Malfoy had his wand out and was gesturing at Zabini, who had reciprocated. Neville was looking back and forth between them but he hadn’t had the sense to move away from what looked like an impending battle.
“Bloody hell!” Harry manoeuvred Luna behind him.
Luna peered around him. “Oh. Will Neville be okay?” she murmured.
Harry groaned and with a muttered, “Stay here!” he retraced his steps, not noticing when Luna wandered away. “What the hell are you doing?” he asked Malfoy.
Malfoy raised an eyebrow. “We’re having a discussion. Why?”
“With wands?” Harry asked pointedly.
Zabini shrugged. “It’s how we usually settle things in Slytherin. You ready, Draco?”
Nodding, Malfoy said, “Rock!” and pointed his wand.
Zabini said “Scissors!” at the same moment.
A see-through rock materialized from the end of Malfoy’s wand, and after a moment, it crushed the ghostly scissors that had manifested from Zabini’s. Zabini scowled. “Fine, I’m off,” he muttered, standing up.
As he walked away, Harry, confused, asked, “What just happened?”
“We settled our disagreement,” Malfoy said, easing back into his chair. “What did you think we were going to do?”
“I wasn’t sure.”
Neville was smiling. “I’m glad you’re back. Why don’t you sit down, Harry?” he asked quietly. “It really is important that you let us know some of your preferences if the spell is going to work correctly.”
Harry sighed. Now that he was calmer he knew they were right, and he supposed he should get it over with. Sitting down, he nodded. “All right. What do you need to know?”
Malfoy smirked. “Everything, Potter,” he drawled. “Everything.”
~ Continued in The Interview