"Professor Dumbledore! Please! Get up and come to the door! Please, I need
help." Staring helplessly at Albus Dumbledore's office door as though it
could help her, Hermione Granger leant against the doorframe and worried
about her future if Dumbledore would not help her.
Slowly, rather too slowly, the door opened. Hermione just got a glimpse of an office strewn with clothes as Dumbledore came onto the stairway. With something approaching amusement Hermione realised that Dumbledore was wearing his trousers back to front and that his shirt buttons were fastened messily. Also, the scariest thing of all there was lipstick on the high collar of the shirt.
"What is it my padawan?" blushing slightly as he noticed where Hermione's eyes were lingering he tried to rub the bright red lipstick off the material.
"I've forgotten! I just can't remember that flip you showed me! I was practicing it, and then all of a sudden I couldn't remember it! So I came straight here, you will show me how to do it again won't you?" Dumbledore sighed, only because Yoda had once saved his life had he agreed to train Hermione in the Jedi ways. That and the ever growing threat of Darth Wheezy and his apprentice Darth Pottius (can anyone guess who they are?). Even Voldemort had fled in fear of them, the last anyone had seen of him was running away with his pink fluffy teddy bear, the incredibly soft bear was the real reason Voldemort had gone after the Potter's. They had stolen it from his very lair and so a price was put upon their head. Had Harry not been drooling on the teddy bear he would have escaped unmarked.
But now Harry Potter was gone and in this place was the menace known as Darth Pottius, though he himself was a formidable opponent his Master Darth Wheezy was worse. He himself had changed the very energy that made his lightsaber, now instead of being red, it was orange! Also in any other hands than his own it would scream and turn them a fierce orange.
Shaked out of his reverie by Hermione sharply poking his arm, Dumbledore shook his head and told Hermione to wait a moment. Hurrying into his office he collected the clothes and placed them in one of the many cupboards. Picking up his sleeping lover he placed her in one of the many cupboards. Tentatively Hermione peered around the door.
"Professor could you show me the flip again?" walking over to the wall Dumbledore slipped a switch marked 'The Dumbledore flip', the specialised flip that Dumbledore had made was on a projection machine in every Jedi's home. Instantly a holographic Dumbledore performed a very complex flip over and over again. If commanded it would do the flip in slow motion. Hermione was immediately transfixed, since becoming a Jedi apprentice she had studied everything Dumbledore had recommended. Even Pinocchio.
(Two hours later)
"Thank you very much Professor, I was going crazy! I was panicking about how my test may include the flip and so I wouldn't pass. Thank you lots sir!" smiling happily Hermione flounced the down the winding stairs and performed a perfect flip in the corridor.
Smiling Dumbledore turned away from the door and walked to the trunk where his deputy head was lying. "You can come out now Minerva." Dumbledore unlocked the lid. "Egads, I thought she'd never leave! Is she always like that?" "No, but do you really want to talk about Miss Granger? I can think of several ways we could spend our time." "Enlighten me." Grinning Professor McGonnagal grabbed Dumbledore's hand and led him to his private quarters.
Slowly, rather too slowly, the door opened. Hermione just got a glimpse of an office strewn with clothes as Dumbledore came onto the stairway. With something approaching amusement Hermione realised that Dumbledore was wearing his trousers back to front and that his shirt buttons were fastened messily. Also, the scariest thing of all there was lipstick on the high collar of the shirt.
"What is it my padawan?" blushing slightly as he noticed where Hermione's eyes were lingering he tried to rub the bright red lipstick off the material.
"I've forgotten! I just can't remember that flip you showed me! I was practicing it, and then all of a sudden I couldn't remember it! So I came straight here, you will show me how to do it again won't you?" Dumbledore sighed, only because Yoda had once saved his life had he agreed to train Hermione in the Jedi ways. That and the ever growing threat of Darth Wheezy and his apprentice Darth Pottius (can anyone guess who they are?). Even Voldemort had fled in fear of them, the last anyone had seen of him was running away with his pink fluffy teddy bear, the incredibly soft bear was the real reason Voldemort had gone after the Potter's. They had stolen it from his very lair and so a price was put upon their head. Had Harry not been drooling on the teddy bear he would have escaped unmarked.
But now Harry Potter was gone and in this place was the menace known as Darth Pottius, though he himself was a formidable opponent his Master Darth Wheezy was worse. He himself had changed the very energy that made his lightsaber, now instead of being red, it was orange! Also in any other hands than his own it would scream and turn them a fierce orange.
Shaked out of his reverie by Hermione sharply poking his arm, Dumbledore shook his head and told Hermione to wait a moment. Hurrying into his office he collected the clothes and placed them in one of the many cupboards. Picking up his sleeping lover he placed her in one of the many cupboards. Tentatively Hermione peered around the door.
"Professor could you show me the flip again?" walking over to the wall Dumbledore slipped a switch marked 'The Dumbledore flip', the specialised flip that Dumbledore had made was on a projection machine in every Jedi's home. Instantly a holographic Dumbledore performed a very complex flip over and over again. If commanded it would do the flip in slow motion. Hermione was immediately transfixed, since becoming a Jedi apprentice she had studied everything Dumbledore had recommended. Even Pinocchio.
(Two hours later)
"Thank you very much Professor, I was going crazy! I was panicking about how my test may include the flip and so I wouldn't pass. Thank you lots sir!" smiling happily Hermione flounced the down the winding stairs and performed a perfect flip in the corridor.
Smiling Dumbledore turned away from the door and walked to the trunk where his deputy head was lying. "You can come out now Minerva." Dumbledore unlocked the lid. "Egads, I thought she'd never leave! Is she always like that?" "No, but do you really want to talk about Miss Granger? I can think of several ways we could spend our time." "Enlighten me." Grinning Professor McGonnagal grabbed Dumbledore's hand and led him to his private quarters.