"Welcome to duelling club! I am Professor Quiverus Quirrell! As you already know, I am your DADA teacher, so I made up this club so that we can learn how to fight off what's out there. Well, let's get started! I want you to DISARM ONLY. Harry! Hermione! Come up here!"
"I believe someone from my house will do. How about.........Draco! Blythe! You two will duel Harry and Hermione." Professor Snape said.
Hermione and Harry walked over to Draco and Blythe. As soon as they reached each other, they embraced one another. Quirrell and the other people in the hall (except Snape) went "AWWW!!"
"Stop hugging! You're supposed to be duelling!"
So they chose their partners (Hermione vs. Draco and Blythe vs. Harry) They then bowed to each other and gave each other You're-Going-Down glares and smirks.
"RICTUMSEPRA!"shouted Hermione. Draco fell to the floor, laughing, because she had put the tickling spell on him. He then put the same spell on her and kept laughing, because he had not gotten over the spell cast on him. She of course did not have the same reaction, because she used Protego, the protecting spell. All of this, believe it or not, was happening with Harry and Blythe, except this part: it was in the opposite order.
"RICTUMSEMPRA!" Harry said as he cast the tickling spell on Blythe, after watching Hermione do it.
Blythe had the same reactions as Draco did, except that she, could fight off the laughter. She then cast thespell back at Harry. He wasn't paying attention, so in turn, the spell smacked him in the back of the head. He had a fit of laughter and people from all over the hall were asking if he was mental. Things went bad from there. Someone from the audience cast a particular spell called: Serpensortia. Out popped a snake. The snake whent to attack a boy named Neville. All four of them told the snake to stop. What they didn't realise was that what sounded like "Leave him alone! Don't kill him!" to them sounded like this to us (except I<3Ron/Harry, she is a Parseltoungue herself) "Hiashaha! Hiasshiasieth!" They looked around, only to find that no one was happy that they warded off that snake.
"What're you playing at?"