Frost covered the windows of the of the Gryffindor sixth year dormitory . Tom pulled the curtains back on his four poster. Tom wasn’t so much nervous as he was excited. Today was the first match of the second round of the duel tournament and he was going to face one of his best friends Bill Weasley in the second round.
“Oi.” A pillow came flying through the air and landed with a fwump against Tom’s face. “You ready?”
Tom bent down and picked up the pillow and lobbed it back at Bill. “Why of course, Mister Weasley,” Tom said with a with a mockingly haughty voice, “are you?”
Bill’s face pulled into a wide grin. “Well of course, my dear Michael.” Bill bowed low to Tommy.
“Well, I hope you’re ready for disappointment.” Tom grinned. “I don’t plan on losing.”
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