A/N All right, all right already! Chapter two is here! I half the number of reviews on this than I do on twelve chapter long MfM! Good Lord! Thank You!
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Professors McGonagall, Snape, and Lupin stormed up the stairs after dinner. They had every intention of talking to Dumbledore about his little announcement at dinner.
"He could have told the heads of houses at the least!" Snape snarled as they rounded a corner, coming face to face with a large stone gargoyle.
"He probably just didn't want any one to disagree with him and ruin the idea before it went into action. No, better to just surprise everyone so we wouldn't get a chance to argue," McGonagall spat. She was in a terrible mood. She hadn't played quidditch in at least ten years! It was as though Dumbledore had asked her to wear a short muggle teen skirt, let her hair down, and break dance in front of the entire school!
"Licorice Wands!" they shouted in unison. The gargoyle jumped aside revealing the familiar staircase to Dumbledore's office. They hurried up the stairs in angry silence. McGonagall rapped on the door as soon as she reached the landing and pushed it open without waiting for a response from inside the office.
"Minerva, Severus, Remus, good," The headmaster smiled as they stepped into his office. He obviously wasn't paying any attention to the angry looks he was receiving from them.
"Well, Albus," McGonagall said sitting down in a chair opposite her boss, "thank you very much for discussing this quidditch game with the rest of us."
"You're quite welcome," He replied smiling. That wasn't the angle McGonagall had been going for. Dumbledore hadn't mentioned his preposterous idea to anyone, students or staff. What did he mean he was 'welcome'?
"I am sorry if you are opposed to the idea, but the students seemed rather thrilled. I thought this might be a chance for the staff to show them what we are made of," He continued, still wearing that annoying smile.
"Albus," McGonagall sighed "There's a rather large difference between showing the students what we're made of and making complete fools of ourselves!"
"If we had wanted to show the students what we are made of," Snape snarled "we would have waited until April the first."
"I just wanted to let you know that I, for one, shall not be participating," Lupin said defiantly.
Suddenly, the door to the office burst open as Professors Sprout and Flitwick walked looking rather ruffled.
"What is the meaning of this madness? A staff versus students quidditch game? Of all the ridiculous ideas!" Flitwick squealed angrily.
"He's right, Dumbledore," Sprout agreed "There's a lot of ideas you've had that we've been acquiescent about, but this crosses the line!"
"Dumbledore, I refuse to participate in this absurd idea of yours!" Professor Sinistra said loudly as she and Madame Pompfry came into the office as well. It seemed that the entirety of the Hogwarts faculty had decided to complain.
"Silence!" Dumbledore hollered over the increasing number of arguments, "Those who are participating have already been chosen. You do not have a choice. The players shall be announced on Saturday at dinner."
Some of the teachers now looked relived. Those were the ones that had not played o their house teams as students. The others still looked worried.
"Now," Dumbledore said calmly, "I suggest you all go on to bed and fret about this in the morning."
Everyone did as they were told, except for McGonagall. She took one last look at Dumbledore and said, "Beware the coming of April," before turning on her heel and leaving the office, slamming the door behind her. Dumbledore merely chuckled.
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Hey! Thanks again for all the feed back! Don't expect the actual game until chapter 5 or 6. I still have to have the tryouts, pick the student team, announce the staff team, and figure out their positions! Bear with me! A quidditch game you shall see!
^-^ (meow!)
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Professors McGonagall, Snape, and Lupin stormed up the stairs after dinner. They had every intention of talking to Dumbledore about his little announcement at dinner.
"He could have told the heads of houses at the least!" Snape snarled as they rounded a corner, coming face to face with a large stone gargoyle.
"He probably just didn't want any one to disagree with him and ruin the idea before it went into action. No, better to just surprise everyone so we wouldn't get a chance to argue," McGonagall spat. She was in a terrible mood. She hadn't played quidditch in at least ten years! It was as though Dumbledore had asked her to wear a short muggle teen skirt, let her hair down, and break dance in front of the entire school!
"Licorice Wands!" they shouted in unison. The gargoyle jumped aside revealing the familiar staircase to Dumbledore's office. They hurried up the stairs in angry silence. McGonagall rapped on the door as soon as she reached the landing and pushed it open without waiting for a response from inside the office.
"Minerva, Severus, Remus, good," The headmaster smiled as they stepped into his office. He obviously wasn't paying any attention to the angry looks he was receiving from them.
"Well, Albus," McGonagall said sitting down in a chair opposite her boss, "thank you very much for discussing this quidditch game with the rest of us."
"You're quite welcome," He replied smiling. That wasn't the angle McGonagall had been going for. Dumbledore hadn't mentioned his preposterous idea to anyone, students or staff. What did he mean he was 'welcome'?
"I am sorry if you are opposed to the idea, but the students seemed rather thrilled. I thought this might be a chance for the staff to show them what we are made of," He continued, still wearing that annoying smile.
"Albus," McGonagall sighed "There's a rather large difference between showing the students what we're made of and making complete fools of ourselves!"
"If we had wanted to show the students what we are made of," Snape snarled "we would have waited until April the first."
"I just wanted to let you know that I, for one, shall not be participating," Lupin said defiantly.
Suddenly, the door to the office burst open as Professors Sprout and Flitwick walked looking rather ruffled.
"What is the meaning of this madness? A staff versus students quidditch game? Of all the ridiculous ideas!" Flitwick squealed angrily.
"He's right, Dumbledore," Sprout agreed "There's a lot of ideas you've had that we've been acquiescent about, but this crosses the line!"
"Dumbledore, I refuse to participate in this absurd idea of yours!" Professor Sinistra said loudly as she and Madame Pompfry came into the office as well. It seemed that the entirety of the Hogwarts faculty had decided to complain.
"Silence!" Dumbledore hollered over the increasing number of arguments, "Those who are participating have already been chosen. You do not have a choice. The players shall be announced on Saturday at dinner."
Some of the teachers now looked relived. Those were the ones that had not played o their house teams as students. The others still looked worried.
"Now," Dumbledore said calmly, "I suggest you all go on to bed and fret about this in the morning."
Everyone did as they were told, except for McGonagall. She took one last look at Dumbledore and said, "Beware the coming of April," before turning on her heel and leaving the office, slamming the door behind her. Dumbledore merely chuckled.
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Hey! Thanks again for all the feed back! Don't expect the actual game until chapter 5 or 6. I still have to have the tryouts, pick the student team, announce the staff team, and figure out their positions! Bear with me! A quidditch game you shall see!
^-^ (meow!)