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"I haven't blushed so much since Madam Pomfrey told me she liked my new earmuffs." Albus Dumbledore; Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone
Poppy Pomfrey has always been fascinated by Professor Dumbledore. Case in point? Note how she always calls him "Professor Dumbledore," and never "Albus," unless she's in complete shock – even if other members of the staff bat around his first name with jarring ease. It just doesn't feel respectful. She's always known him as "Professor," even though the first time they met was on a Chocolate Frog card. It was her first Chocolate Frog card (or, rather, the second; her sister stole her first, but that was also a Dumbledore), and she couldn't help but feel a small surge of pride when they turned over the cards – after carefully reading the back – and her sister's Dumbledore had disappeared. Hers, on the other hand, was still there.
"That's not fair!" her sister had cried, disappointed, and the remaining Dumbledore gave the young Poppy a cheerful wink.
Yes, Poppy Pomfrey has always been fascinated by Professor Dumbledore. She gave up three offers from Saint Mungo's to work at Hogwarts, and has never regretted the decision. After all, what's a couple of galleons when it comes to working in close space with your idol? Precisely. The man is a wonder, keeping up all these years with the youth, and never seeming to tumble headlong into age like so many other wizards do. They say that Filius Flitwick had a shock of white hair at thirty; all out of the blue, BAM! and a beard and hair suddenly came along. But Professor Dumbledore has a stately manner about him, a serenity that she tries to emulate on the worst days while going around the hospital wing, even if it doesn't work. (It's rather hard to maintain a façade of calm while there's a screaming teenager on a cot, you know?)
Still, she's never seen him as anything but collected and dignified. Which is why, one January morning, when he shows up with canary-yellow earmuffs to invite her to a butterbeer or two with the rest of the professors, she has to do a double take. They're rather jarring, but in a nice way. They compliment his eyes rather nicely, heightening the blue ever so slightly, and a smile curves at her lips. "Professor Dumbledore, those are the loveliest earmuffs I've ever seen." It's not a lie. He blushes, and thanks her graciously before she goes to the back room to collect her belongings so that they can go down to the gate and meet Minerva there before going to the Three Broomsticks.
(That's not a squeal she lets out once she's out of earshot.)