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It was four hours after breakfast that Magnus once again found himself in the confines of his trunk, standing in front of his office in front of a full-length body mirror as he looked himself over in his newest attire.

A complete set of duelling robes made out of dragonhide and acromantula silk, in black, the best that money could buy.

They were something that his grandfather had insisted that he purchase during one of their lessons when he mentioned that he was practising more combat orientated spells.

Something that he found himself more than grateful for since their purchase on more than one occasion.

The dragonhide was extremely spell-resistant and provided great padding to blunt any heavy impacts, something that he had learned very well when he had first tried to cast the bombarda spell in his practices, from memory, and had ended up sending himself back ten feet and put him flat on his back.

He had no doubt he would have left himself with more than just a few bruises if he hadn't been wearing his duelling robes at the time.

As he stood there looking at himself he brought his hand up and brushed his fingers over the Black family crest that was embossed on the front of his robes over his heart.

Although he had worn the robes before it felt... surreal almost, to be wearing them now when he was going to be going down to duel in defence of his and his Houses honour.

He smirked to himself, it felt right that he was doing this, even though he wasn't originally from this world, born into it, at this very moment that didn't matter at all to him.

What mattered to him now was that he was a Black and that his House had been insulted and that could not go unanswered.

"Very nice," the sound of Andromeda brought him out of his thoughts as she spoke from the doorway of his office, "you look like a proper Black in those robes and one that means business."

Magnus smiled as he lowered his hand, "Yeah, dear cousin Draco won't know what hit him." He mused as he gave himself one last glance over and taking a breath to steady his nerves.

Watching him closely Andromeda shook her head, "it's alright to be nervous you know, it's only natural for your first duel, in fact, I'd be worried if you weren't."

Magnus chuckled, he couldn't deny that he was nervous, but more than that he was excited, he could feel his blood pumping faster and faster still as the time grew nearer, this was every Potterheads dream, to actually be able to duel, well his at any rate.

He didn't know if that should worry him or not.

"I'll be fine," Magnus said as he turned with a smirk in place, "sure I have nothing to be nervous about, not after the number of times you've knocked me on my backside." He joked.

Andromeda smiled and shook her head, "just remember your lessons and you'll do fine" she mused before chuckling, "sometimes I forget, with how serious you can act at times you, that you're still only just a kid."

Magnus smirked and nodded his head, 'that's because inside I'm actually much older than I look' he thought to himself before walking over to Erebus' perch and stroking his familiar who was currently in his owl form, "well I guess it's time we should be heading down, wish me luck buddy," he smirked.

Erebus gave an encouraging shriek, and Magnus had to use all his will power to not burst out laughing when he heard the voice of his familiar in his head replying, 'go and bounce that ferret off the ceiling of the great hall and see how far you can kick him when he comes down.'

'Will do,' Magnus replied backbiting the inside of his lip to keep from laughing as he turned and left the trunk with Andromeda, as the mental picture of a screaming ferret Malfoy being punt kicked through the stained glass window of the great hall and out into the Black lake played over and over in his mind.

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Magnus and Andromeda soon arrived in the great hall soon after leaving the Ravenclaw tower, and Magnus was rather shocked at the transformation of the great hall, he honestly didn't know what to expect but this was certainly something else.

All of the four House tables had been moved and stacked on top of each other with the benches at either side of the hall where a what Magnus guessed the entire school had lined up to witness his and Draco's duel.

But what caught Magnus' eyes were the four stone pillars that now stood in the points of a large square around the hall just a few meters away from where the students had all gathered to watch.

Each etched with various runes from what Magnus could make out and the air around them seemed to hum and shimmer with power, he didn't know what to make of them.

Seeing his attention on the pillars Andromeda put her hand on his shoulder, "It's okay, they are part of the duel" she told him softly, "they are enchanted to bring up protective wards in a barrier between each of them to keep any stay spells, or anything else, from hitting those watching." She explained.

Magnus nodded, that made sense, it wouldn't really be a good thing if someone watching got hit by a deflected or missed spell, and some spells could be quite destructive, he'd just never really seen the likes of them before.

But then again he was in uncharted territory here so there were bound to be a few curve balls thrown his way.

Drawing his attention away from the pillars he looked over to see the staff gathered at the other side of the hall watching on neutrally.

Professor Flitwick upon spotting him began to make his way down the hall floor quickly with someone beside him.

Magnus instantly recognised the man and had to swallow at the rather gruesome sight of Mad eye Moody coming towards him, his magical eye swerving around its enclosure before settling firmly on him.

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