Disclaimer: I own nothing. Not even the plot. My sister wrote this and asked me to submit it.

Warning: OOC

Summary: Horace the cheese is on the loose at Hogwarts. Both the Nac Mac Feegles and Harry (+ posse) are looking for him.

Professor Sybil Trelawney walked through Hogwart's gates and gave an inward sigh of relief. She'd been gone on vacation for the last two months, traveling to all the places she'd always been meaning to but had never before found the time. Though she'd enjoyed it immensely, as she paused just in front of the school doors to breathe in the fresh summer air and listen to the birds singing, she couldn't quite recall why she had ever wanted to leave. With a blissful smile on her face Trelawney pushed open the door.

There were still a few weeks before the students returned and the Professor decided that she had plenty of time to prepare before classes began. Her trip had really put everything in perspective; she'd always considered homework to be a necessary evil when it required her to grade for days after every assignment. Now her heart lifted at the thought of reading the essays of the little scamps in her class. And tests! She quickened her pace slightly at the idea of all the tests just waiting to be written.

As Trelawney got closer to her rooms she thought she heard the pitter-patters of some of her delightful students running through the halls. She turned around and peered down the hallway behind her. When she heard nothing more the Professor shook her head and continued on. There wouldn't be any children here this time of year; the sun was probably just getting to her.

As Trelawney was finishing unpacking the last of her things there was a knock on her door. "Come in," She called as she tried to decide where put her various souvenirs.

"Sybil, welcome back," Dumbledore said excitedly. "You should have told us that you were returning early."

"Well it was a spur of the moment kind of thing," Trelawney replied "I was in South America and then I got a strong premonition that I should go home."

"I hope you - Is that the Incan Calendar?"

Trelawney looked at the stone she had just set against a wall. "…A replica yes."

"Oh" Dumbledore didn't quite look convinced but chose not to inquire further. "So did you enjoy your trip?"

"Oh most definitely," Sybil said happily. "It was so relaxing and I took lots of pictures, would you like to see them?"

Albus raised an eyebrow slightly and smiled, "Of course."

"I got this muggle artifact, it's called a Polaroid Camera and after you take a photo you get to shake it," Sybil handed Albus her Photo Album, "I found it very therapeutic so I took a picture when ever I could." Albus flipped through the huge book rather half heartedly and Sybil stared at him intently, "You know Albus, you don't look very well, have you been getting enough sleep?"

Dumbledore laughed, but now that Sybil was paying attention she realized it was the kind of laugh that went perfectly with the bags under his eyes, the unkempt facial hair, and the slightly crazed look he now sported. "Well now that you mention it I have been feeling a little stressed. You see Mr. Potter's been living here all summer."

Trelawney frowned slightly; Potter could be quite a hand full when he put his mind to it. "What is he doing here?"

Just then Harry burst in and screamed, "Where's my cheese?"

Albus paled and said in alarm, "You lost it? You have to find it now or who knows what will happen!"

"Now, now," Sybil said in a soothing voice. "What's this about a cheese?"

Dumbledore took a deep breath and said, "Well Harry here found some sort of enchanted cheese-"

"He's not just any cheese he's a blue cheese-" Harry declared.

"And because we deemed it unsafe to let it roam around unsupervised-"

"Which is stupid because I would have been with him the whole time-"

"And Mr. Potter refused to release it to the proper authorities-"

"Who…" Dumbledore gave Harry a Look and the boy wisely chose not to continue.

"So they have been living here where the world is relatively safe from them."

Professor Trelawney took a moment to digest this and then said, "And now this cheese has escaped?"

"Horace would never leave me." Harry said indignantly, "He must be lost all alone some where." Harry's eyes narrowed and he looked at Dumbledore, "Or maybe someone kidnapped him."

"Cheesenapped," But Trelawney's correction was ignored.

"Are you implying that I stole that foul creature?" Sybil had never seen this side of Albus.

"You've always hated him admit it!" Harry gasped, "You haven't hurt him have you? If you have I'll tell the world what those 'lemon drops' really are!" Albus's eyes widened and them he took a deep breath and was back to his usual self.

"Harry I assure you I haven't done anything to….Horace. I pride myself in being kind to all dairy products. Now, don't you think we should start looking for it before the trail gets cold? And before it eats someone," He added under his breath.

"Alright," Harry turned to Sybil, "Will you help too Professor?"

"Of course, In fact right now I see…" She put her hands on her hands on her temples and said mystically, "That the cheese is uh, in a safe place and um," she added brightly for Albus's benefit, "yes I see; it clearly hasn't eaten anything because it seems quite ravenous." Then she frowned because it didn't seem to make Albus any happier.

"Come on," Harry said impatiently. "If we don't find him soon Horace might be all alone all night." With that he turned and left, the other two not far behind. As Sybil was about to close the door she thought she heard somebody say "Crivens!" and looked up just in time to see something orange and blue disappear behind her Incan Calender.

"The spirits must be about," She said to herself as she hurried to catch up with the rest of the search party.

A moment after the door clicked shut dozens of little blue men with bright orange hair appeared from every hiding place in the room. They looked at each other and started shaking with fear. A chorus of wailys came from them.

"Quit doon all a ye," shouted their leader Rob Anybody.

"But Rob," Wined Daft Wully, "dint ya see? They're all hags!"

"Thas right," Big Yan agreed, "Even the men were hags." This caused another eruption of wailys and fighting.

When it was quiet again Wully said, " Rob, I want at go home."

"We can't go home until we save the cheese," Rob proclaimed, "He's one o' us an we can't go levin' one o' us in a place like this. But it's true tha we can't go agains' all those hags with oot our own."

A/N: Well, that's the first chapter. Tell me what you think (so I can tell my sister). Please review.