SPOILER!!: Grayson
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hermionesclone The laugh made a half-smirk and half-smile spread itself across his face. It was good that the guy got his joke, hence the smile, and it was even better that he was agreeing, hence the smirk. Though, he HOPED that that didn't mean that the boy was going to go ahead and NOT TRY. Because that would be lame and boring and really, he didn't want his first duelling experience here to be a lame one.
"I guess. Unless we go for a draw." Which was even MORE boring, just FYI.
As for his answer, Grayson snorted. "I say you've got that sorted." Nothing like putting someone's hopes up and hoping they'll defeat themselves. Unless that was what the Hufflepuff boy was doing. Grayson wasn't sure. "I just like duels and fights and drama. They add a bit of spice to life, you know?" As for his skills, he continued, "I'm hoping to do the same thing."
This boy had an advantage in that he had SEEN how Grayson was against a dummy, whereas Grayson didn't know what this one was like. HMMMMMM.
And his name was Cris. Nice one, this one was. "Good to meet you, Cris. The name's Grayson." He even held out his hand for a handshake. Manners, you see. He could pretend that he had some of those.
Interesting question. "WELL. We could take this as a proper duel; we get up on those stage things, bow, count down and then start firing spells at each other." Was there any other way to do this? "What d'ya think?"
Cris interpreted the smirk that appeared on the Slytherin's face as self-confidence. Nothing wrong with that. It was good to see a person full of self-confidence. The Slytherin was going to need that if he wanted to beat him.
However, he had to give it this boy, he was polite and a perfect gentleman. Cris took the hand the boy's hand and shook it. "
Nice to meet you too, Grayson," Cris nodded with a smile.
Formal duel? "
Sure that's fine with me. Formal it'll be," Cris nodded in agreement. Propping himself up with his arms, Cris hopped on to the stage and waited for Grayson to join him. Then he bowed and began the countdown. "
On the count of three. ONE....TWO...THREE...Expelliarmus," Cris called out as he waved his wand in a tight clockwise circular motion ending in an upward flick.
He watched as a scarlet beam of light streamed out from his wand and headed towards Grayson.