A/N: three chapters 'n one day. In one HOUR! And I'm posting them all at
the same time. Oh, lord. Btw, I don't own Harry Potter.
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::FEBRUARY FOURTH, MONDAY; JUST AFTER DINNER; GREAT HALL::
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After everybody had eaten, the expected (by some) speech from Dumbly came.
"As you all well know, on Valentines Day we will have a dance that third years and above are required to attend! I would also like to point out that all teachers but attend, too!" he beamed at them all, and Hermione noticed the teachers' smiled had become rather fixed.
"And here is a little idea I have thought up myself, while sitting alone in my office with my pet bird! All teachers must have a date when they attend!" he, if possible, smiled even more. one of the teachers made a funny noise and the two next to her clapped their hands to her mouth. The rest of the teachers looked... homicidal.
A LOT of the students noticed this and began snickering.
"To show the excellent relationships between our students and our professors, all teachers that attend (which is all of them) must not only have a date, but the date must be a student as well!" his beam widened, and Harry whispered something about Dumbledore's cheese off his cracker. Ron burst into muffled laughs and covered his mouth to keep from attracting too much attention.
A few students did the same, and quite a few eyes turned to the teachers, to see their reactions. Even more snickering ensured.
As all the professors looked as though THEY thought that Dumbledore's cheese had fallen off his cracker /long/ ago. They obviously hadn't expected this. A few were even paler than usual! Hermione couldn't keep from giggling a little herself, and stuffed her cloth napkin in her mouth, ducking her head.
"With that announcement made, are there any questions?" Dumbledore asked, broad grin now a pleasant smile.
Ginny giggled a little and jumped to her feet, standing on her chair. All eyes turned to her.
"Yes?" the headmaster asked pleasantly.
"Professor Dumbledore, will you go to the dance with me?" Ginny asked, biting her lip to keep herself from breaking down completely.
"Of course, Miss Weasly!" the headmaster cried, and Ginny sat down again while the hall burst into laughter.
"You're all just jealous!" she called at them, shaking a fist slightly.
"Right! If there are no other student-teacher invitations, it's off to bed with all of you!"
Everybody stood up, many still laughing slightly, and left to their respective dorms.
Hermione fell asleep that night to whispered death threats if any of the girls broke one of the three rules.
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::FEBRUARY FOURTH, MONDAY; JUST AFTER DINNER; GREAT HALL::
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.
.
.
After everybody had eaten, the expected (by some) speech from Dumbly came.
"As you all well know, on Valentines Day we will have a dance that third years and above are required to attend! I would also like to point out that all teachers but attend, too!" he beamed at them all, and Hermione noticed the teachers' smiled had become rather fixed.
"And here is a little idea I have thought up myself, while sitting alone in my office with my pet bird! All teachers must have a date when they attend!" he, if possible, smiled even more. one of the teachers made a funny noise and the two next to her clapped their hands to her mouth. The rest of the teachers looked... homicidal.
A LOT of the students noticed this and began snickering.
"To show the excellent relationships between our students and our professors, all teachers that attend (which is all of them) must not only have a date, but the date must be a student as well!" his beam widened, and Harry whispered something about Dumbledore's cheese off his cracker. Ron burst into muffled laughs and covered his mouth to keep from attracting too much attention.
A few students did the same, and quite a few eyes turned to the teachers, to see their reactions. Even more snickering ensured.
As all the professors looked as though THEY thought that Dumbledore's cheese had fallen off his cracker /long/ ago. They obviously hadn't expected this. A few were even paler than usual! Hermione couldn't keep from giggling a little herself, and stuffed her cloth napkin in her mouth, ducking her head.
"With that announcement made, are there any questions?" Dumbledore asked, broad grin now a pleasant smile.
Ginny giggled a little and jumped to her feet, standing on her chair. All eyes turned to her.
"Yes?" the headmaster asked pleasantly.
"Professor Dumbledore, will you go to the dance with me?" Ginny asked, biting her lip to keep herself from breaking down completely.
"Of course, Miss Weasly!" the headmaster cried, and Ginny sat down again while the hall burst into laughter.
"You're all just jealous!" she called at them, shaking a fist slightly.
"Right! If there are no other student-teacher invitations, it's off to bed with all of you!"
Everybody stood up, many still laughing slightly, and left to their respective dorms.
Hermione fell asleep that night to whispered death threats if any of the girls broke one of the three rules.
