I had gymnastics in P.E and was thinking what would happen if my teachers were to try it. So I made a situation in which I can see where my imagination takes me. this is my first SSMM fic so be nice. : ) Please R&R, I would love to know what you think and what needs fixing.

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Albus Dumbledore entered the staff room as the evening set in. He found that only three staff members were missing so he took a seat beside the fire to wait. He summoned a cup of tea as Rolanda Hooch rushed through the door.

"Get ready for a storm." She said as she stood behind a chair in which sat Remus Lupin. Sure enough, sounds of footsteps and people yelling could be heard from the other side of the door. The footsteps gradually got louder, as did the yelling.

"That is not true!" The female voice yelled.

"It is so stop denying it!" Came the reply. The door burst open and Severus Snape started to enter, only to be thrown backwards in a flash of orange light. A few of the teachers jumped up to see what had happened, but Minerva McGonagall simply walked into the room.

"That'll teach you Severus." She smiled sweetly at her colleague and stowed her wand in her robes. The potions master stumbled into the room and flopped into a chair, cursing under his breath.

"If you finished attacking your colleagues Minerva, I would like to get down to business." Albus announced. "I have noticed recently that some members of staff haven't been working well together."

Severus grumbled in agreement as he rubbed the back of his head, glaring at the deputy HeadMistress.

"So I have organised some activities to bring everyone... closer together. These include a treasure hunt and an activity that muggles call gymnastics. You will be paired up." He continued. "You should all meet in the great hall at 9am tomorrow morning. Do not wear long robes as it will make some of the activities difficult, wear muggle clothes if need be."

A series of moans erupted around the room. "But Headmaster! Tomorrow is Saturday." Pomona Sprout complained.

"I know that some of you like to sleep in but attendance is mandatory." He bade farewell to the staff and returned to his office.

"I think it might be a good idea." Rolanda said. "Just as long as I have a good partner."

Most of the staff left for their rooms, leaving Severus, Minerva, Remus and Filius Flitwick. The small group sat beside the fire, drinking butterbeer and firewhisky, while the sky darkened.

"You might want to be careful Remus." Flitwick warned. "That's your sixth whiskey."

"I'm fine." He slurred.

"Do you think that a hangover will be a good enough excuse not to participate tomorrow?" Severus sipped his butterbeer.

"Now what do you think?" Minerva snapped. "I suppose it will be good for us."

"Wouldn't bet on it." Snape muttered.

"We'll see. I'm off to bed guys." Remus walked towards the door, stumbled slightly, then continued his departure.

"Filius, would you mind following him to make sure he doesn't hurt himself?" Minerva asked.

Flitwick nodded, took out his wand and followed the drunken werewolf. That left McGonagall and Snape sitting on the sofa in front of the fire.

They sat in silence for a few minutes, the only sounds were the sipping of their drinks.. Minerva finished her fourth whiskey and reached across her colleague for the bottle. He stopped to inhale her scent before moving the bottle out of her reach.

"A - this will be your fifth drink. B - do you want to end up like Lupin? and C - why didn't you just summon it instead of invading my personal space." Secretly he was enjoying the close proximity.

"Why do you care how many drinks I have? And so what if I am a little tipsy? Also, I like to get things manually sometimes." She leaned for the bottle again, but Severus moved it again causing her to fall into his lap.

McGonagall quickly sobered up as they both looked at eachother wide-eyed. She jumped up, muttering an apology and dashed out of the room. Severus just sat there, stunned. Not much had happened but it was enough to upset Minerva and get him slightly excited. He sat for a while longer, thinking about what had just happened, the next morning's events and most of all, his feelings for the head of Gryffindor house.

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I hope to make this into 4 or 5 chapters. please review.

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