“Good luck on our duel. I won’t go easy, unless you want me to.” Sebastian grins almost cockily.

He wouldn’t be surprised if he won again. Wait, not if, — when he wins again! He was far more than certain he would beat you to pulp easily, well since he was supposedly the, “Best Duelist In Hogwarts,” or some sort you’ve heard. Well, the first thing you heard when you stepped into this school a few hours ago, as a new student, — a new fifth year. How great.

That ego was off the charts, higher than Mount Everest. It was evident by the stance he was in, all calm and collected, slightly defensive with his wand up.

“Show me what you got, sweetheart.” — He pauses for a moment, his gaze roaming around your figure as if examining you closely. He figured you wouldn’t be tough to beat,

Since you’re new and stuff, = dumb, doesn’t know anything about wands or spells! Bingo.

“Dont disappoint me now.”