Louis Weasly Vs. Whight Linstrum

Keep in mind a few key things:

1. Bring the arena surroundings and maybe a little background into the story. The stage will be the same for everyone and feel free to manipulate it with magic.

2. Try to keep your posts to a MAXIMUM of 8 paragraphs. This is a duel, hurry and get down to work.

3. While in a duel your character will not have the time to cast hundreds of spells. For this reason, you are limited to casting a MAXIMUM of 3 spells per post.

4. Remember: Your characters are not invincible. Be realistic. Even though they will not die in this competition, let them get hurt if you feel your opponent has made a great attack.

5. Also, unless your opponent reveals themselves, you do not know one another. Keep in mind that you cannot hear their thoughts and predict their every move. You will be asked to edit your post should you act upon knowledge your character does not have.

6. Whoever is the second duelist to post MUST play off of what their opponent has established. Note: You do not have to make an attack on your opponent during every post. You can instead defend yourself and stage a greater series of events along the way.

7. Everyone will have a designated time in which to post. Do not keep you opponent waiting any longer than necessary and please try to avoid last minute posting. We want this to be as fair as possible and that will take a little work from all of us. If you are going to be unable to post please send a Private Message to Demetri Gamble so new arrangements can be made.

If you haven't already, please read the RULES to dueling. If you are unfamiliar with how to write a duel read this simple SAMPLE.

The Scene:You and your opponent have entered a small underground arena. There are trees, shrubbery as well as large and small boulders all throughout the area. A pond resides in the center of the arena and fog continuously rolls off its banks. Your peers surround the arena to watch the duel. Demetri walked to the center of the arena. "Let's begin," he said as a light flashed from his wand leaving the duelists to take over the scene.

Louis sighed, his heart pumped, that he thought his heart would tear through his skin, fall out, grow legs. And jog away like 'Man F**k this.' Which he could imagine some people doing in the fight. Louis had on a mask, to conceal his identity. Which as a auror he decided would be kept better concealed, or he might get fired for this, and if won, he wanted his privacy so no crazy person would come after him for revenge. Louis ruffled his hair, as the mask was held to a piece of his hair, and it hurt. As he adjusted it again, Louis stood still. Then a man walked into the middle of the arena, which made Louis think he was the owner. Then pointed a light, and said 'Let's Begin.'

Louis' right arm was raised with his wand, and the other arm relaxed on the side of his body. Louis didn't know how this person fought, he didn't even know if it was a boy or girl. But instead of reviewing how the other man could win, he reviewed his chances. Alright, he was an auror, he had gone through the intense training. He had been in Potters Army since first year. He had taken part in the Wizarding War, the Battle for Grimmauld Place, and Battle For Hogwarts, in which he had fought a death eater, Lucius Malfoy. But just having a whole experience wouldn't help you win, you'd have to be tactical. Smart. Louis sighed, and contemplating which spell to shoot.

Whight arrived to the arena not knowing what to expect. He, like many others, wore a mask to protect his identity even though it wasn't necessary. Still he stood in the back of the group watching and waiting. Soon after his arrival the first duel began. Whight took this opportunity to make note of the arena. Trees and bushes filled the area while boulders of all sizes sprinkled the ground. There would be great opportunity to use the surroundings, including the small pond.

After the first few rounds Whight was selected to duel. Whight slowly entered the arena and sized his opponent. He could tell very little about who he was placed against but his mind worked in all directions taking in what it could. The height, the stance and the movements of the person were all characteristics Whight noted.

After he faced his opponent Demetri enter the scene. Whight casually drew his wand from within his coat and held it to his side. It would be impossible to tell whether or not he was on the offensive or defensive side of the duel, he established neither as his body remained simple and motionless. Their host spoke, "Let's begin." Whight still was unmoved after the flash of light and his opponent raised his wand. He stood sending a cold stare toward the individual.

Whight half expected there to be a chaos of spells sent his way after the flash. He would have been ready but there was nothing. The crowd stared silently waiting for the first attack. Whight did not wish to be the first to cast, he worked better after being dealt his cards, but this seemed to be his hand. The power in his wand throbbed, anxious to be released.

It became clear that Whight was going to be the first to move. His opponent simply returned a stare. Whight glanced around and thought it best to at least get his target on the move. In the blink of an eye Whight sprung and thrust his wand toward the ground. "Deprimo," he yelled in fury. The spell that left his wand was stronger than Whight anticipated. The ground buckled and a ripping crack was sent in the direction of his opponent. As the crack broke forth, trees snapped and rocks exploded in every direction. Whight almost sacrificed a glance at his new wand; it's power still impressed him.

As the crack tore towards his opponent Whight stood motionless still, watching and waiting to see the other's reaction. He mentally readied himself to be defensive.

Louis was already on guard. Like always, you couldn't be arrogant and go in there like you owned the place. You could be confident and say you're gonna win. He didn't know how his opponent thought, he didn't know his opponents tactics. Louis would have to mislead the opponent. He would use soft spells first, to make his opponent think he's week, then at the end, use strong spells, that could catch him off guard. Though Louis wasn't sure it would work, it would be easy to change tactics, if you thought like Louis. Louis could change a matter of thinking in minutes, or at least he thought he could. If the first tactic didn't work, he would chose another tactic to use.

Then when he realized, he saw the crack of the shaking ground go straight at him, no way in hell he could do the splits on the cracks like in cartoons, so he just jumped to one side, looking at his opponent, while he was in the air, he shot Flipendo, non verbally at his opponent while he was in the air, the he feel to the ground, feeling a bit of pain on the side of his body, but it was nothing he couldn't handle.

"Protego Totalum," Whight said with a quick wave of the wand. Whight wondered who he was up against. Such a simple spell in a duel was almost childish. Perhaps it was all his opponent could think of as he dodged Whight's initial attack.

Whight still stood motionless. His opponent had given him no reason to move and he wanted to make this duel look easy. Intimidation was often a factor in fighting and Whight felt that if he looked as if this duel was a stroll in the park his opponent may become uneasy. The crowd seemed pleased by his attack. Cheers and yelps were well heard throughout the area but Whight paid them no attention.

After his opponent hit the ground Whight saw opportunity to set up some defense. "Impedimenta," he whispered to the ground. The arena floor crawled slightly. He did not wish for his opposer to get anywhere near and the spell would prevent just that. Whight stood and looked to the other side of the area waiting for the next attack upon him.