I was having a hard time concentrating on the meeting; Snape was talking so I doubt anyone was listening. I could see Tonks making flirty eyes at someone; judging by the direction of her gaze it was either Bill, Remus or Molly. Bill then, they'd be nice together. My mind started to wander and I began to think of the last time I slept with someone, that would be over twelve years ago. Shit, I needed to get laid. Emmeline, perhaps. I looked over at her, Merlin's beard she was a miserable bitch. Nice arse, sort of... well, not really. Hestia. Hestia was more my type; pretty, young thing. She was, however, as dull as bricks. I would rather grate my own face off than talk to her for more than 5 minutes.
"ARGGGHHHHH!"
What the fuck was that?
"Albus, you better explain this all to me. This instant!" Yelled a voice. A woman's, posh but nice. Apart from all the screeching she was doing.
At that moment in walked the aforementioned woman. Fuck me! She was beautiful. An oval face, eyes darkened with fury but I am assuming that they're blue, her eyebrows furrowed in rage. One was slightly higher than the other. Her lips were gorgeous, plump and sexy but at the same time delicate and her nose balanced out her face nicely. Her chocolate hair (it looked so soft) was piled atop her head in what earlier today must've been an elegant up-do but now had stray strands tumbling down her neck and a slight halo of frizz surrounding her.
Her clothes were the interesting art; a navy blue dress which reached down to her ankles, worn over a white, shirt and a red bowtie; brilliant, black boots; a heavy, black velvet over-coat; white gloves, a hand-made scarf; a hat with flowers placed on it and a hideous carpet-bag. The most interesting thing about her was that she had places the tip of a huge, black umbrella upon Albus's chest and he looked absolutely terrified.
Albus Dumbledore, the only man Voldermort was afraid of, quaking in his boots because of a woman with an umbrella. I must've let out a snort because the next thing I know the umbrella's handle; a parrot's head; had just bitten me and then I had wacked on my privates. The pain was instantaneous and I doubled over. Something heavy came down upon my head and I blacked out.