Hello !
I've not been writing in English for quite a while, and the fact is that I am no native english-speaker! So please be indulgent about grammar, spelling and so on. Moreover, this was written during a philosophy lesson, and inspiration comes from both the snow outside, and a friend's problems with transports! I think I've never written anything that short before: it's just a little drabble.
Don't look for a special meaning in this, it's just something a little fun and definitely not serious, just a conversation between our two favourite teachers : Albus the unbearable smiler, and Minerva the impatient one! I just hope you'll enjoy. And after all, isn't it true... teasing shows affection!
I hope you'll enjoy it! have a nice read and tell me all you think! Bergère.
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Teasing is a mark of affection… isn't it?
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"Albus, Merlin knows I would kill you right now if…"
"Minerva, people are looking at you," he answered in a murmur.
All of a sudden, the deputy headmistress closed her opened mouths, blinked in a brusque way, and tried to calm down by patting nervously her muggle clothes. She breathed deeply a couple of times and composed herself again, obviously feeling she had taken her outburst to ridiculous extremes.
"Still," she added coldly, "you are guilty Albus."
"Could you please stop using my name," he whispered with a smile.
"And why in Merlin's name would I do this?!" she exclaimed, angry at his genuine expression and at the lack of clarity of his words.
"Albus and Minerva are not usually heard as first names in this world I'm afraid. And," he added nearly in her ear, "your neighbour is wondering what is the matter with Merlin."
She frowned, casting him a haughty glance even though she knew she had to recognize he was right. For a moment, she just stared in front of her, avoiding his eyes and looking for something to say.
"Well," she finally began again, "let me tell you I will never ever again accept to use a muggle way of transportation with you!"
"But why? What wrong have I done?"
"Don't you dare telling me anyone else would have decided it was better to use the train instead of just apparating. And not just use the train; use it on a snowy day and when drivers are on strikes!" She paused, looked at him with anger, and went on. "If we were not surrounded by muggles I swear I'd disappear from here just now," she whispered in a precipitated way.
There was a moment of silence and the headmaster chuckled. Through his half-moon glasses, his eyes twinkling in a most unbearable way, Minerva would have said, he looked at her and spoke as silently as possible.
"Your neighbour's in deep wonder, Minerva…"
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So, how was it??? Good? Bad? Awful? Funny? Flat? I want to know!
