h: 300 / m: 300 / f: 20 Bathes in Maple Syrup | Dancing Lobster | Mrs. Charlie Weasley | Seneca's Beard | That's So Fetch Frankie had to admit the duelling lineup was rather ironic, a bit awkward even. His roommate was going head-to-head against his girlfriend, whereas he was going up against Zeke's girlfriend and his girlfriend's best friend. The blond was in a pickle. Should he take it easy on the blue-eyed Slytherin? Or dare he pull everything he had up his sleeve? Difficult decisions were difficult.
It was seeing her smile that made up the prefect's mind. Not once had he fallen for that precious smile of hers. Based on past experience, that smile more often than not meant something unwanted was coming. Even more so, this was a duel, and he couldn't trust someone fighting against him. So the boy flashed one of his own smiles at her. "Maggie," he greeted coolly, bowing to the pretty girl who was going down. He wasn't going to lose a duel against Magdalena Traulton.
With the greetings and whatnot behind them, he stood with his wand at the ready and waited for Maggie to make the first move. She was going to be the mood-setter for this duel. If she did anything to his hair, the beast was going to be released. Hopefully, though, no one's hair would be targeted this duel. He was willing to play nice if she was.
Having learned his lesson from his first duel that term, an incantation was already waiting to leave Frankie's lips. Just seconds after Maggie shot her spell at him, the blond shouted "Protego!" and prayed to Merlin that Maggie's spell bounced back at her as the invisible shield quickly formed. Without waiting to see where Maggie's spell ended up, though, another incantation came to his mind. She enjoyed dancing, right? "Tarantallegra!"
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