Harry Potter Therapy Classes
Session 1: The Role
In a magical therapy lobby there were a bunch of angry and upset witches and wizards, all very rowdy, all very sick of each other. They all had problems and only one man could have gotten them to come here, that man was Albus Dumbledore.
"Alright everyone your attention please!" yelled a short old woman with grey hair and bad fashion sense, "if you would all like to follow me, we can get this over and done with."
All heads turned her way as she spoke over the din, and everyone followed her as she scurried off down one of the corridors to the therapists 'Talkie Talkie Room' or so she calls it..
They came up to the room and saw labelled on the door 'Talkie Talkie Room' and all were slightly afraid, well everyone except for Dumbledore, he just chuckled. The old woman opened the door and let everyone in.
The room was large enough for the group, it had lounges, chairs, bean bags, pillows, everything and it was coloured a soft purple with little green swirls that kept moving along the wall.
They all filed in and sat down on what ever they could find, "The Dr. will be in soon, just try not to break anything." The old woman said as she walked out of the room shaking her head. The Dr. hadn't had such a large group before, hopefully she'll manage.
A few seconds or so later the door flung open and in stepped a twenty-two year old woman wearing stylish purple glasses carrying a purple folder. She wore black robes with deep purple stitching around the edges and she walked in briskly and seated herself on a large purple chair.
"Okay," she said, "let's see here we have. ah yes, now when I call out your name, I want you to answer me, okay?" she looked up at everyone, all were looking strangely at her but nodded. They all thought she was just here to mark the roll or something, were they in for a surprise.
"Okay, so we have Sirius Black."
"Here." "Albus Dumbledore."
"Here," his eyes twinkled, "and how are you today Eamme?"
She looked up at him, "oh fine, and I'll get to you later," she went back to the list, "Hermione Granger."
"Present."
Hearing some sniggering, Eamme looked up, "oh yes, I see what you mean Albus, he does have some problems doesn't he," she said staring at a scowling Draco Malfoy. "Remus Lupin."
"Here."
"Draco Malfoy."
"Here, but I shouldn't think that I should be here, god knows why, I don't need counselling."
"Oh yeah your just perfect aren't you ferret boy!" Hermione sneered.
"You shut up Mudblood!"
"Yes leave my son alone"
Then everyone started yelling and cussing. And then the wands came out.
Eamme looked around at the squabbling group, "THAT'S QUITE ENOUGH!" she yelled, everyone fell silent. "I'm not even going to disgrace children by saying that your acting like them because not even children act like this, now, if you don't mind, I'd like to get the role done before we move on. So sit down, shut up and if you act like this again before I say you can, you will all be in biiiiiig trouble. Now, Luciu-"
"Hold on a moment," this time she was interrupted by a cold voice, and that voice was Snape's. "You don't mean to say that you are the therapist?"
"Well duh, who did you think I was, just the role taker or something? Luciu- "
But again she was interrupted, god, she thought, will I even get through the role?????
"But you're young and pretty and, and a girl!"
"Afraid I'll give you girl germs or something?"
"I thought we'd be getting some goudy old wizard or something! I want out!" Snape said.
"Okay, thanks for that out burst, you can't get out of here even if you tried, the exit is sealed magically. Anyway shut up and let me mark you all here. Lucius Malfoy."
"Here." Came his cold, sneering, stupid, evil voice.
"Good, Minerva McGonagall."
"Here."
"Harry Potter."
"Here."
"Severus Snape."
"Here."
"No duh," she said quietly, "and finally Ron Weasley."
"Yeah I'm here."
"Excellent, everyone's here, good." She looked up at them, "I seriously didn't think that Dumbledore could actually get you all to come, he told me that you have some issues, well first thing's first. my name is Dr. Emerald Wolfmoon and-"
"Now I remember you!" Snape said suddenly, "you were in Gryffindore at Hogwarts!"
Eamme rolled her eyes and said sarcastically, "my god you're quick, any way, I'm your therapist and you can call me Eamme if you like, I don't really care, but please refrain from calling me any expletives, well for the moment anyway." She looked around at the group, "next is the happy little task of me taking your wands," when saying that nearly everyone groaned, "well it doesn't really matter, only I can use magic in here so it's of little use to you. But that's beside the point, you can still hurt someone with your wand by poking them with it, don't I know it, bloody Nichole. not to give you any ideas of course but just to be on the safe side, give me your wands." She held her hand out and everyone obeyed seeing as they couldn't do anything . "good, well you can do animagi if you want to but let's get on with it, now. let's see, why don't we start with every ones problems."
But that was not a good word to say, you know, that funny little word, 'problem.' Just as she finished saying that word they all broke out yelling about how they have no problems, it was her with the problem yadda yadda yadda, then they started fighting between them selves again.
Eamme sighed and shook her head, this was going to take a long time to sort out, a very long time and the bloody session was almost over. But what the hey, she enjoys it!
Session 1: The Role
In a magical therapy lobby there were a bunch of angry and upset witches and wizards, all very rowdy, all very sick of each other. They all had problems and only one man could have gotten them to come here, that man was Albus Dumbledore.
"Alright everyone your attention please!" yelled a short old woman with grey hair and bad fashion sense, "if you would all like to follow me, we can get this over and done with."
All heads turned her way as she spoke over the din, and everyone followed her as she scurried off down one of the corridors to the therapists 'Talkie Talkie Room' or so she calls it..
They came up to the room and saw labelled on the door 'Talkie Talkie Room' and all were slightly afraid, well everyone except for Dumbledore, he just chuckled. The old woman opened the door and let everyone in.
The room was large enough for the group, it had lounges, chairs, bean bags, pillows, everything and it was coloured a soft purple with little green swirls that kept moving along the wall.
They all filed in and sat down on what ever they could find, "The Dr. will be in soon, just try not to break anything." The old woman said as she walked out of the room shaking her head. The Dr. hadn't had such a large group before, hopefully she'll manage.
A few seconds or so later the door flung open and in stepped a twenty-two year old woman wearing stylish purple glasses carrying a purple folder. She wore black robes with deep purple stitching around the edges and she walked in briskly and seated herself on a large purple chair.
"Okay," she said, "let's see here we have. ah yes, now when I call out your name, I want you to answer me, okay?" she looked up at everyone, all were looking strangely at her but nodded. They all thought she was just here to mark the roll or something, were they in for a surprise.
"Okay, so we have Sirius Black."
"Here." "Albus Dumbledore."
"Here," his eyes twinkled, "and how are you today Eamme?"
She looked up at him, "oh fine, and I'll get to you later," she went back to the list, "Hermione Granger."
"Present."
Hearing some sniggering, Eamme looked up, "oh yes, I see what you mean Albus, he does have some problems doesn't he," she said staring at a scowling Draco Malfoy. "Remus Lupin."
"Here."
"Draco Malfoy."
"Here, but I shouldn't think that I should be here, god knows why, I don't need counselling."
"Oh yeah your just perfect aren't you ferret boy!" Hermione sneered.
"You shut up Mudblood!"
"Yes leave my son alone"
Then everyone started yelling and cussing. And then the wands came out.
Eamme looked around at the squabbling group, "THAT'S QUITE ENOUGH!" she yelled, everyone fell silent. "I'm not even going to disgrace children by saying that your acting like them because not even children act like this, now, if you don't mind, I'd like to get the role done before we move on. So sit down, shut up and if you act like this again before I say you can, you will all be in biiiiiig trouble. Now, Luciu-"
"Hold on a moment," this time she was interrupted by a cold voice, and that voice was Snape's. "You don't mean to say that you are the therapist?"
"Well duh, who did you think I was, just the role taker or something? Luciu- "
But again she was interrupted, god, she thought, will I even get through the role?????
"But you're young and pretty and, and a girl!"
"Afraid I'll give you girl germs or something?"
"I thought we'd be getting some goudy old wizard or something! I want out!" Snape said.
"Okay, thanks for that out burst, you can't get out of here even if you tried, the exit is sealed magically. Anyway shut up and let me mark you all here. Lucius Malfoy."
"Here." Came his cold, sneering, stupid, evil voice.
"Good, Minerva McGonagall."
"Here."
"Harry Potter."
"Here."
"Severus Snape."
"Here."
"No duh," she said quietly, "and finally Ron Weasley."
"Yeah I'm here."
"Excellent, everyone's here, good." She looked up at them, "I seriously didn't think that Dumbledore could actually get you all to come, he told me that you have some issues, well first thing's first. my name is Dr. Emerald Wolfmoon and-"
"Now I remember you!" Snape said suddenly, "you were in Gryffindore at Hogwarts!"
Eamme rolled her eyes and said sarcastically, "my god you're quick, any way, I'm your therapist and you can call me Eamme if you like, I don't really care, but please refrain from calling me any expletives, well for the moment anyway." She looked around at the group, "next is the happy little task of me taking your wands," when saying that nearly everyone groaned, "well it doesn't really matter, only I can use magic in here so it's of little use to you. But that's beside the point, you can still hurt someone with your wand by poking them with it, don't I know it, bloody Nichole. not to give you any ideas of course but just to be on the safe side, give me your wands." She held her hand out and everyone obeyed seeing as they couldn't do anything . "good, well you can do animagi if you want to but let's get on with it, now. let's see, why don't we start with every ones problems."
But that was not a good word to say, you know, that funny little word, 'problem.' Just as she finished saying that word they all broke out yelling about how they have no problems, it was her with the problem yadda yadda yadda, then they started fighting between them selves again.
Eamme sighed and shook her head, this was going to take a long time to sort out, a very long time and the bloody session was almost over. But what the hey, she enjoys it!