Dumbledore and the pie.
AN: This is my first fic so plz be nice. Please don't flame me!
This is kinda a series of lots of different one shots to do with Dumbledore and pie (random, I know) so there will be more, so really every chapter is a different story.
Disclaimer: I offered everything I had but I still don't own anything what so ever to do with Harry Potter!
It was the beginning of term feast, and Dumbledore has just sat down from his small welcoming speech. As he started loading things on to his plate, he came across a very yummy looking pie. He stared at it for a while, his mouth watering from the longing thought of eating this pie.
"Albus are you ok." Asked professor Mcgonagull, who had just realised that Dumbledore wasn't eating, but instead staring at a pie.
"Ssh Minerva, I'm thinking of how beautiful that blueberry pie looks." Said Dumbledore in a dreamy voice. "It has made my day complete."
"Why can't you just eat the damn pie if you like it so much?" said professor Mcgonagull still sounding and looking slightly worried.
"Because I think I will enjoy looking at it much more than eating it, also who would want to dispose of such a beautiful pie?" He sighed as he continued looking at the new love of his life.
"I don't think it's that great," Minerva said with a frustrated voice as she poked the pie.
"NO! Don't poke the pie! You'll hurt it!" Dumbledore screamed, regardless of the many eyes, which rested upon him, as he grabbed the pie from out of Professor Mcgonagull's reach.
"Yeah…right," Mcgonagull rolled her eyes. "Well if you can stare at something then so can I!" She turned away from Dumbledore and scanned to table for something to stare at. Eventually her eyes rested upon a bowl of roast potatoes.
After 10 minutes of staring at the roast potatoes Professor Mcgonagull gave a sigh. "I give up Albus, will you please get your act together your driving me insane."
"Im sorry Minerva but I believe that your are completely 100 sane therefore I will remain focused on the pie" replied Dumbledore.
"That's it." Shouted Professor Mcgonagull, causing several heads to turn to face the commotion happening at the staff table.
With that Professor Mcgonagull grabbed the pie and threw it smack bang into Dumbledore's face.
"NNNNNOOOOOO, not the pie," screeched Dumbledore
Then there was silenced as the whole hall turned to face the staff table.
"BANG" the hall was covered with a thick blanket of black smoke.
"Reversa smoka" screamed Professor Mcgonagull and the smoke automatically disappeared with a bang.
The whole hall turned to face Dumbledore but were shocked to find that his seat was empty, and Dumbledore was GONE.
Ickle-princess: I know this is kinda really insulting to the memory of Dumbledore :(but I wrote this before I read the book and it was just a really random thought that I had one night. Let Dumbledore rest in peace. PLZ READ AND REVIEW. Thank you.