frost_incarnate | I'm spoiling for a fight.

I'm in the mood to puncture an ego-- what the hell. Do you have a specific topic in mind or do you prefer aimless bickering?

A duel. You know, magical single combat? I would like to fight one. I don't mean arguing. I mean using wands to hurt one another until one person yields or passes out.

Oh, yes, I remember who I'm talking to, now. You're going against two people at once? The hair products must've finally seeped in. Either way, it's not my problem. Millicent's my second, who's yours?

Not at once... I'll schedule the duels for different times. My second.... now that's a damned good question. I'll get back to you on it in a little.

What if you don't live through the first?

I'm not dueling to the bloody death here. And my second will be Emma Dobbs.

Which is why you're nominating a second, I suppose.

Good choice.

Glad you approve.

I happen to believe in tradition- and a second is traditional, regardless of the conditions of the duel.

Speaking of seconds, what the fuck? What's all this rot about Millicent being yours- I just talked to her and she never agreed to any such thing.

Shit, I didn't ask her. Knew I forgot something.

Fine, then, if she refuses, I'll just have to go with my second choice.

Pansy.

Either one is fine with me.

Fabulous. Where should the duel take place? Being so experienced in these matters, have you found a favorite corridor?

Remember the room the Dueling Club was held in second year? No-one goes there, and teh lock is easy to pick.

You pick the lock, rather than performing a simple charm?

Figuratively speaking, Brocklehurst.

Don't know who you're trying to kid, Malfoy.

Certainly isn't you- I wouldn't waste the charm on a pale, lifeless dementor-in-training.

Don't see how you could afford it, between the other vivacious girls you spend it on.

I have plenty to spare, Brocklehurst, but I am jealous with it- it's only to be spent where it is worth spending.

Not surprising, you seem to be jealous of a lot of things.

Giving into black emotions is the prerogativ of teh aristocracy.

Isn't envy green?

Yes, and among the Slytherin colors.

No wonder you all end up dead or disfigured.

I am neither.

I'm spoiling for a fight.

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