A/N: I wrote this in honor of my 14th birthday, which is tomorrow.. Whoot! Amazingly, I did not write this at night or in the early morning. ~gasp~
I don't own anything, but hopefully Miss Rowling will give the Harry Potter world and all its characters to me for my birthday...
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The staff room in Hogwarts was a peaceful place. It was a quiet sanctuary of rest, a place for the faculty to come and forget their troubles, or sit and have a cup of coffee and talk. It had a homey atmosphere with its mismatched chairs, couches, and tables of all different colors and sizes. It was a teachers' haven. It was a Saturday when that peace was disrupted.
"Really Albus, the essay didn't have any realistic ideas to it."
Minerva and Albus were sitting in on the couch facing the window, quietly discussing the way one of Minerva's students had answered their essay question.
"But Minerva, you forget, it was a Friday. Students generally don't make sense on Fridays." Filius cut in. He had been sitting at the table behind the couch with Pomona and Poppy.
"Just today I-" the bang of the door and the moans of someone in pain cut Filius off.
Sybil Trelawney walked in, on hand clutching her face, the other held out in front of her as she stumbled around blindly, searching for a seat. After a few amusing moments of watching her bump into several pieces of furniture, Pomona guided her over to the couch.
"Dear God Sybil, what have you done to yourself?" Minerva asked.
"I scourgified my eyes."
Poppy spat out her tea, effectively spraying Filius.
"Do you know how dangerous that is!" she shrieked
"You would do it too if you had witnessed what I just did."
"What did you see?" Albus asked.
The door swung open again before she could answer. Standing on the threshold were Severus Snape and Rolanda Hooch. Both were slightly red and breathing hard.
"Them, is what is saw."
Minerva, Albus, Poppy, Filius, and Pomona all burst out laughing.
"Compared to them," Severus drawled, pointing to Albus and Minerva, " we look mild."
Sybil moaned again. Pulling out her wand, she ran for the door.
"Guess she won't be seeing anything for awhile." Minerva said.