Dumbledore sighed as he watched Harry leave. He really didn't want to tell Harry about the prophecy, but fate didn't really give him a choice. His eyes followed Harry as he left the room, and as soon as the door closed, a disheveled Mcgonagall crawled out from under Dumbledore's desk.
"Is he gone?" she whispered.
"I think so," he muttered.
"Good," she said as a smirk appeared on her face.
"Well what do you say we get back to what we started earlier?" his tone sounded oddly suggestive...
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Harry stopped just as he left the room and turned back around, he had forgotten to ask if he could tell Ron and Hermione about the prophecy. After several moments of thinking about Sirius's last moments, his hand moved toward the door when he froze. There was this very suspicious giggling coming from inside… Harry stood there completely still, trying to figure out what it was as a muffled
"…Minerva, how can you bend like that?" came from inside.
It hit him faster then a drunk driving bear. Turning around he just began walking casually, and as soon as the stone gargoyle closed behind him he took of screaming bloody murder, attempting to drive the image his mind had given him away.
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"Ok right foot Green," Dumbledore said with a little victorious smirk on his face, which disappeared as soon as Mcgonagall moved her foot.
"…Minerva, how can you bend like that?"
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And so Harry ran, screaming his head off, away from those trying to catch him before somebody else did like Snape. Thinking that his headmaster and transfiguration teacher were doing something more naughty then playing twister…
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Author Notes: Hi! Just got this idea at a random moment and couldn't resist typing it! I haven't actually ever played twister, so I'm not exactly sure that's right…
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