A Hairy Little Problem


AN: As usual, read, review, no flames, constructive criticism welcome. Thanks!
It was supposed to be a drabble, but I couldn't cut out enough words.

Disclaimer: Not even the beard's mine.

Warning: Mild crack!fic with Dumbledore


"Albus!" hissed Minerva. "Speech!"

Albus jerked back to reality. Minerva was right, he'd have time to think… later. Now, he had to impress the first years…


"Albus!" snapped Severus. "Are you listening?"
Albus looked up and put both hands on his desk, so he wouldn't be… distracted.

"Yes, Severus?"


"Albus!" squeaked Filius. "You need to do something!"

Albus stroked his beard. "Yes…" oh, yes…


"Yes!" yelled Albus. "Yes! Yes! Yes!"

He ran his fingers through his beard. What was it about hair that made it so sexy?

And his fingers met the elastic band. The elastic band he left in his beard when he was in public, to avoid… embarrassment.

He looked up…

… and met Harry Potter's eye.

"I agree completely, Mr Potter."

Damn!