A/N: This story is made for RandomnessIsMyDrug!
I, Albus Dumbledore, has officially just had the most embarrassing hour of my life. And That includes the whole love potion mixed with Veritserum fiasco! Why you ask? Well, let's go back thirty minutes or so.
There I was, teaching my first year students- who probably now have a lot of questions and nightmares- how to correctly change a needle to a matchstick, then to a pine needle, and then back to a match, when we heard a sound, rather like a giggle. I wasn't concerned; I merely thought that it was some older student pranking us or something. So, I continued teaching.
I then heard a door open, and someone whimpered a bit. Then there was a moan, and cloth moving, as if someone was stripping. My eyes widened in realization, but I was frozen. Merlin, I did not want my first years to hear this. A few were staring out the doorway of the room, wondering what was going on. Well, I certainly wasn't going to tell them.
We heard a gasp, and a desk started moving. More muffled moans were heard through the door.
"Merlin, Tom! Faster!" Was heard clearly through the door. All that went through my head was Oh my... was that Miss McGonagall? "Tom. Yes, more Tom." Unfortunately for all involved, it was Miss McGonagall and Mister Riddle, in a broom closet... shagging.
Next there more grunts and moans, and the desk was rocking back and forth. The whole class was open- eyed, looking at the door, their matchsticks quite forgotten. The ordeal finished with a "Fuck!" from both Miss McGonagall and Mister Riddle. I crossed the room and closed the door, and went back to my desk.
"Professor Dumbledore, what was that?" asked a particularly small Ravenclaw.
I felt myself blushing, and I winced. "Erm... Class dismissed, no homework." I said hastily.
"But sir, you didn't answer my question!" she said.
"That is a question for your parents, in few years." I responded, deflecting the question. "Now, class dismissed!" Thankfully, they all filed out. I sank to my desk, bright red, and wondering how the hell I would be able to face Miss McGonagall and Mister Riddle in their Transfiguration class tomorrow.
A/N: Woah! Did you guys know that 'pranking' isn't a word, but 'prank' is? My mind is totally blown! Erm, if you wonder why Dumbledore didn't cast a silencing charm, it's because he was too shocked to do so.