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Bold is Cinder(Who is writing as Harry)
And regular is Hika(Who is writing as Snape) Chapter One: The Plan ~~**~~*Harry*~~**~~ Harry, I would very much appreciate it if you would come to my office precisely five minutes after you finish reading this note. Albus I had already read it a second time before I realized that I had a time limit, which is why I burst into the headmaster's office four minutes later, panting and sweating. "Ah, Harry. Good of you to join us. I hope it wasn't any trouble for you to make it in my allotted time," Dumbledore twinkled his eyes at me. "N-no, sir," I clutched a stitch in my side, wheezing slightly. "Lovely. And I believe that we have already discussed that you may call me Albus. You are training to be the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, and at twenty, no less. Wonderful, wonderful," Albus babbled. "But now, I think we can begin." I glanced around the room instinctively. "Ouch!" I rubbed my neck painfully. Unfortunately, I nearly gave myself whiplash doing a double-take. In the room with us, giving his signature sneer, was Severus Snape, the Potions master. His sneer became more intense when he noticed my glare. "Why is he here?" We said in unison, causing more sneers and glares. "I was about to explain that, if you'll let me continue," Albus' voice was amused. With a flick of his wand, two chairs appeared, arm to arm. One was shiny and glittery, while the other was plain black leather. Before I could move, Snape was perched on the farthest edge of the black chair, away from the horrifying one. "I think I'll just stand…" I moved a few inches away from the sparkling monstrosity(which had begun to flash in multiple colors). "No, no. I insist! You must be tired from your run," Albus was practically forcing me to the multi-colored squishy thing. Grudgingly, I took my seat, mirroring Snape, only slightly closer to the edge of the bloody chair, so as to escape at a moments notice. Out of the corner of my eye, Snape had a slightly nasty smug look in addition to his sneer. "Now, I think we can begin." Albus sat in his own chair and folded his hands. "As you both know, Voldemort is dead for a few years. That does not mean that a similar situation couldn't happen in the future. Therefore, I have decided to add another class to the curriculum. Physical education is as important as anything else, which is why I have designed the course. It is, as I believe the muggles call it, 'gym' class," Dumbledore blessed us with one of his award-winning smiles. "And how, exactly, does this involve me-us?" Snape corrected himself with a slight air of irritation. "Yes, yes. I was hoping that you would teach it, Severus. Harry is to be your assistant, seeing as he isn't yet an actual professor." For the first time in my life, I saw Severus Snape visibly twitch. "And if I refuse?" He scooted forward in his chair in agitation. "Oh Severus. You won't refuse." "You know this for a fact?" "But of course." "Very well." I watched this exchange with amusement. It was kind of funny to see someone hold so much power over the surly Potions master. "What of our respective classes?" Snape asked. "They will continue as before. The gym classes will be held in the Great Hall-here. I have schedules right here. Take a gander." He handed both of us slips of parchment. They read: Physical Education (Gym) Monday: Morning-First Years Evening-Third Years Tuesday: Morning-Second Years Evening-Fourth Years Wednesday: Morning-Fifth Years Evening-Sixth Years Thursday: Morning-Seventh Years Evening-Fifth Years Friday: Morning-Second Years Evening-First Years Saturday: Morning-Sixth Years After Lunch-Fourth Years Evening-Third Years (It is not mandatory for Seventh Years, hence only one class) I bit back a sigh. Of course. Every morning and evening with the Snape, and the entirety of Saturdays. My only break was Sunday. "Oh, and I expect reports on how the classes are going on Sundays. You will come to my office at eight each Sunday morning, and leave at ten." My jaw dropped. (A/N: Does anyone else think that Dumbledore is trying to do something mischievous? No? I guess it's just me…) "As you wish. Can I go back to planning the upcoming years curriculum?" Snape didn't even bat an eye at Albus' new rule. "Of course, Severus. Although I'm sure you're nearly finished. Only three weeks until term starts! My how time flies. Harry, can you stay for just a moment longer?" I had stood up,(the chair was obscenely rainbow, dotted with unicorns) hoping to escape unnoticed. "Yes si-Albus?" I corrected myself. Dumbledore smiled. I heard the door close as Snape exited the room. "Not that I'm opposed to it being long, but I think you should cut your hair for this upcoming term. I think you'll find it much easier to observe, learn, and instruct gym classes with it shorter." "Wh-what? Does Sna-Sev-Pro-he have to cut his hair?" I sputtered. I quite liked my long hair. It made me feel more roguish and manly than I really was. "No, Severus has had much more experience. I think it would be better if you're vision wasn't obscured. You need to be able to see what's in front of you, or else it's going to slip away… or, at least, you're going to run into it. Then, I think that neither of you would be very happy…" Albus' eyes had a faraway and cloudy look to them, so I left the office, dumbstruck, not to understand the real meaning behind his words for quite a while.
^_^ Ah Dumbles. You never fail to impart wisdom... Well, R&R please! We already got chapter two written... But we would like your insight. ^^ Yeah. PEACE OUT HOMESLICE! -.- Until next chapter...
~Cinder and Hika
