Authors Notes: This story contains plot spoilers from HP and the Order of
the Phoenix. Anyone wishing to do so should turn back now.
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"You must be joking." Was the first words out of Remus Lupins lips as he turned from scowering the last dust bunny out from under the bed. Unlike what muggles commonly mistook their more mundane collections of actual dust to be, these dust bunies would actually crawl out and attack anyone sleeping the the above bed unfortunate enough to be there. The nasty wounds would be cause for trip to St. Mungos, and they were equally insessed when you tried to corner them. It was one of the reasons Lupin was doing it himself, or at least that's what he'd told himself.
"I assure you this isn't a joke." The man behind him, Albus Dumbledore, headmaster of Hogwards once more, assured him. One runt of the pack Remus was herding tried to make a break for it, bounding over the headmasters left purple shoe (which matched his purple robes he was wearing today) to try to hide in another section of the house and probably breed. Dust bunnies after all were asexual. With a flick of his wand Dumbledore sent it flying back in the pile, sending up a small ploom of, well, dust.
"The position is yours again, after the trouble we've been having the last couple of years, Fudge agreed" (Dumbledore leaned on him more likely) "has agreed that a compidant DADA teacher is just what the school needs. So naturally, I thought of you. Of course when I mentioned your name right up, Fudge thought it was a stunning idea."
Lupin gave him a sceptical look at that, but Dumbledore went right on looking like your jolly old grandfather of a wizard at him. No one would guess this man took on Voldemort and not only won but ended with not a scratch to show for it.
Lupin put off answers right away by rustling up a dust bin to put his captives in before he turned back. "And what about my.er.condition then?" Remus mentioned but Dumbledore wave his hand at that.
"Oh pish tosh, there was a meeting of parents you see. Aranged by Molly Weasley to discuss the matter right off and almost all the parents agreeded that in these times that even one of your condition could be allowed to teach, with the proper percausions taken of course."
"Of course," Remus said wryly. He had no wish to harm anyone and was only more then hppy to drink the fowl Wolfsban concoction Snape made each month to control the dark werewolf impulses. "Almost all you say?" Remus asked sealing the rubish bag closed with a flick of his wand and hefting it out of the bin to hold in his hands.
"Well of course there will always be a few but on a majority everyone though the idea smashing, so what say you then?" Dumbledore asked clasping his hands together. The sound echoed loudly through the mostly empty room, most of its contents having long since disposed of. Molly kept muttering about drapes to make it more cheary.
"It would be nice to teach again." Lupin said softly. It had always been a passion of his. Something to be teased about.
"Come along then ole chap, this is what you've been waiting for, for the past three years! A chance to teach again, don't dare tell me you don't want it." Sirius suddenly said by the side of him and Lupin dropped the bag he'd been holding. Dust bunnies rolled out from a broken corner.
"Now look what you've done Siri, a mornings worth of work.ruined!" Lupin said at him in exasperated tones.
"Not to worry Moony, I'll ferret them out again." Sirius got down on his hands and knees prodding under the mattress with his wand. Remus gave him an aprehensive look, sure he was about to hex the bed.
"Remus?" Albus' hand on his shoulder drew his attention back to the older wizard. He looked up from the bag he was still holding into Dumbledores worried face. "You didn't answer me."
Remus licked his lips, looking over to the bed half expecting to see Sirius' legs sticking out and the sound of exploding dust bunnies giving their final squeel as they vanished into nothing. But of course there was nothing. Had to be nothing since Sirius had been dead since June..
"Of course Albus," He said smiling into the face of the headmaster of Hogwarts. "Of course I'll teach again."
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TBC.
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"You must be joking." Was the first words out of Remus Lupins lips as he turned from scowering the last dust bunny out from under the bed. Unlike what muggles commonly mistook their more mundane collections of actual dust to be, these dust bunies would actually crawl out and attack anyone sleeping the the above bed unfortunate enough to be there. The nasty wounds would be cause for trip to St. Mungos, and they were equally insessed when you tried to corner them. It was one of the reasons Lupin was doing it himself, or at least that's what he'd told himself.
"I assure you this isn't a joke." The man behind him, Albus Dumbledore, headmaster of Hogwards once more, assured him. One runt of the pack Remus was herding tried to make a break for it, bounding over the headmasters left purple shoe (which matched his purple robes he was wearing today) to try to hide in another section of the house and probably breed. Dust bunnies after all were asexual. With a flick of his wand Dumbledore sent it flying back in the pile, sending up a small ploom of, well, dust.
"The position is yours again, after the trouble we've been having the last couple of years, Fudge agreed" (Dumbledore leaned on him more likely) "has agreed that a compidant DADA teacher is just what the school needs. So naturally, I thought of you. Of course when I mentioned your name right up, Fudge thought it was a stunning idea."
Lupin gave him a sceptical look at that, but Dumbledore went right on looking like your jolly old grandfather of a wizard at him. No one would guess this man took on Voldemort and not only won but ended with not a scratch to show for it.
Lupin put off answers right away by rustling up a dust bin to put his captives in before he turned back. "And what about my.er.condition then?" Remus mentioned but Dumbledore wave his hand at that.
"Oh pish tosh, there was a meeting of parents you see. Aranged by Molly Weasley to discuss the matter right off and almost all the parents agreeded that in these times that even one of your condition could be allowed to teach, with the proper percausions taken of course."
"Of course," Remus said wryly. He had no wish to harm anyone and was only more then hppy to drink the fowl Wolfsban concoction Snape made each month to control the dark werewolf impulses. "Almost all you say?" Remus asked sealing the rubish bag closed with a flick of his wand and hefting it out of the bin to hold in his hands.
"Well of course there will always be a few but on a majority everyone though the idea smashing, so what say you then?" Dumbledore asked clasping his hands together. The sound echoed loudly through the mostly empty room, most of its contents having long since disposed of. Molly kept muttering about drapes to make it more cheary.
"It would be nice to teach again." Lupin said softly. It had always been a passion of his. Something to be teased about.
"Come along then ole chap, this is what you've been waiting for, for the past three years! A chance to teach again, don't dare tell me you don't want it." Sirius suddenly said by the side of him and Lupin dropped the bag he'd been holding. Dust bunnies rolled out from a broken corner.
"Now look what you've done Siri, a mornings worth of work.ruined!" Lupin said at him in exasperated tones.
"Not to worry Moony, I'll ferret them out again." Sirius got down on his hands and knees prodding under the mattress with his wand. Remus gave him an aprehensive look, sure he was about to hex the bed.
"Remus?" Albus' hand on his shoulder drew his attention back to the older wizard. He looked up from the bag he was still holding into Dumbledores worried face. "You didn't answer me."
Remus licked his lips, looking over to the bed half expecting to see Sirius' legs sticking out and the sound of exploding dust bunnies giving their final squeel as they vanished into nothing. But of course there was nothing. Had to be nothing since Sirius had been dead since June..
"Of course Albus," He said smiling into the face of the headmaster of Hogwarts. "Of course I'll teach again."
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TBC.