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Minerva
Sirius
Severus
Minerva McGonagall looked up from the book she was reading when she heard someone entering the library. In marched no other than Sirius Black. He had a scandalized look on his face. He didn't even see Snape standing in front of one of the shelf's, searching for a specific potions book.
„What do I have to hear from young Ronald Weasley."
"What is it, Black?"
She really asked herself if she would ever get a quiet moment at Grimmault Place.
"The most disturbing news ever."
"Yeah, I know. The pet shop is closed over Christmas holidays."
"What?!! Well, never mind. What I'm talking about is, my dear Professor, that you owe me a dance."
"Black, I have no idea what you are talking about. Did the ball hit your head the last time you played fetch?"
"Oh no, it is as I said, dear Minnie, you owe me a dance."
"Black, you talk even more rubbish than during your school time. And what the devil has Mr. Weasley to do with it?"
"Young Ronald just told me you danced with him… you never danced with me."
"I danced with him? When, where? I don't remember any such thing."
"You did. During his dance lesson. Why didn't you teach us when we were his age?"
"Maybe she thought it would be a waste of time. And if I recall it correctly it was."
"No one asked for your input, Snivellus."
"Why would anybody teach some animals how to dance."
"And that out of a snake's mouth."
"Severus, Sirius, hold it! I have no time for this childish nonsense. At least try to get along. If you're not able to I recommend different rooms."
"It's not my fault Snivellus always sticks his big nose into other people's business."
"Sirius Black, just tell me what you want and leave him alone."
"I want to dance with you… and of cause some answers."
"Answers to what?"
"Why did Slughorn teach us and not you?"
"He loosed."
"He loosed? What?"
"We pulled straws. He loosed and had to teach not only his own house but Gryffindor too."
"Why would you do such a thing?"
"At that time only two teachers would teach the students how to dance. Professors Sprout and Flitwick took turns between their houses each year. Slughorn and I pulled straws."
"See, even your own head of house tried to avoid you."
"Shut up, Snivellus!"
"Sirius Black…"
"Sorry Minnie."
"Don't call me Minnie!"
"And Horace wasn't any better than me. He didn't want to teach his snakes either."
Sirius struck out his tongue at Snape and went over to Minerva's position beside the fire place.
"So Minerva, my dear when do I get my dance lesson?"
"I'll teach you nothing if you don't stop calling me pet names!"
"So you will teach me??!"
Bringing her hand up to her face in annoyance, Minerva groaned.
"Shut up Black!"
"Had anyone ever told you that you look cute when you're angry?"
"Sirius I warn you…"
"Alright, alright. When do we start?"
"Right now? Or would you prefer the evening? Cozy room, candlelight. Oh it would be lovely. Just the two of us and the music…"
"Never would be just fine."
"Oh now Minnie, you're taking all the fun out of it."
Sirius watched her lips becoming a very thin line. Her eyes were blazing with furry. He took fast steps backwards to the door.
"I'm sorry Minerva. I'll go and come back later. When you have cooled down…"
What happened next nobody could tell. Everything happened so fast that witnesses later only recalled cat furious cat chasing a frightened huge black dog.
The end
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