Disclaimer: See "Stories of the Hogwarts Sisterhood"
Disclaimer 2: Some of the scenes and lines come from "The Prime of Miss Jean Brodie" and I certainly do not own them
To flamers: I don't take kindly to flames so get out of here, if you know what's good for you.
Note: This is a sequel to "Stories of the Hogwarts Sisterhood"; taken place several months later during Easter holidays, so read that first.
Thank you for the reviews!
Rated PG-13 for content
Chapter 5: It's May! (Part 1)
May 1st, the first Sunday of May
"Bro, where's Mom?" asked Athena during breakfast.
Achilles swallowed his food and looked at the High Table. Dumbledore was talking to Georgia. Poppy and Mandy were discussing excitedly on who-knows- what. Professor Kettleburn was eating his toast. Professor Flitwick was drinking his pumpkin juice... but there was no sign of their mother anywhere.
"Maybe she overslept." suggested Achilles.
"Hey, Achilles, want to go to practice Quidditch today?" asked James.
"No thanks, I'm busy. Family business." said Achilles, smiling brightly.
"W- oh yeah, today is the first Sunday of May." said James thoughtfully.
"Is it May already? My, times do flies. The next thing we know, it is OWLs." said Sirius, and sighed when he heard a "tsk tsk" behind him.
Achilles and Athena, who were sitting across him, raised their eyebrows. Sirius turned around and saw his cousin, the 7th year Slytherin, Narcissa Black, folding her arms and looking at him with a look of pity on her face.
"Hello, Narcissa." said Sirius flatly.
"Hello Sirius." replied Narcissa with the look still on her face.
Sirius stared at her for a moment before he asked, "Did you come here to talk to me or what?"
Narcissa unfold her arms. "Well, I want to announce something but hearing you talking about OWLs makes me feel pity for you."
"Pity?" echoed Sirius. "Excuse me, but you are the one who is going to have the NEWTs. Right, Achilles?" He asked, turning to Achilles.
"Yeah, the first NEWT test is next month." said Achilles, nodding.
"See?" said Sirius, turning back to Narcissa. "I'm not the only Black who is going to have exams."
"Yes, you are." said Narcissa haughtily, lifting her head up. "I am not going to take the stupid NEWTs."
"And may I know the reason why?" asked Sirius, and started to drink his coffee.
"Simple, pinhead. I am getting married."
PHHHT
Athena and Achilles backed away a little in disgust after Sirius spat his coffee out directly onto the table.
"What?" exclaimed Sirius and got up from his seat. "But you are only 17!"
"So?"
"Why didn't I know anything about it?!" demanded Sirius and some of the students turned around to see what was going on.
"Your mother didn't see the need to tell you, since you are busy with your..." Narcissa raised her eyebrow at the Gryffindors. "Friends." She said with a nasty note in her voice.
"Don't bring my friends into this." growled Sirius. "Who are you marrying to?"
"Lucius Malfoy." said Narcissa casually.
Athena did some quick calculations in her head. Lucius was already 43 years old when she herself was in the 7th year with Harry. So now in 1983, Lucius would be...
"But he is already 23 years old!" protested Sirius. "You are too young for him!"
Achilles and Athena exchanged a glance. Both of them had no desire to tell Sirius that their mother was 8 years younger than their father.
"I don't care. He is so handsome, rich and not to mention pure-blooded."
Before Sirius could say anything, Narcissa sighed happily. "Aren't you happy for me, cousin?"
Sirius opened and closed his mouth for a few times like a goldfish.
Without waiting for Sirius's reply, Narcissa said, "Well, that's all I want to say here, so I will be sending the invitation of my wedding to you anytime soon."
When Narcissa was about to return to her seat, Sirius called after her, "Well, let me tell you this, all I will be sending is my condolences to you, you must be crazy to marry Malfoy!"
Narcissa stopped walking and turned to Sirius. "Sirius, I am going to tell you EXACTLY what I said to Andromeda: Grow up."
Sirius drew in his breath sharply and frowned deeply.
"What are you getting so excited about?" asked Narcissa, putting her hands on her hips.
Sirius didn't say anything.
"I am marrying Lucius and that's that, got it?" snapped Narcissa and stormed back to her seat.
Sirius sat down and the students went back to their breakfasts. "I don't believe it!" He said.
Achilles and Athena, who didn't want to stay any longer and hear Sirius complaining, went back to the common room immediately to pack whatever they wanted for the day.
***
At the High Table, Dumbledore frowned at the seat beside him. Minerva had gone missing through the whole breakfast.
"Madeline, where's Minerva?" He asked.
Mandy stopped talking to Poppy and turned to Dumbledore. "I don't know. I hope that she is not working. It's the first Sunday of May after all."
"Maybe she is in her office. I will go and look for her." said Dumbledore and got up from his chair.
***
Minerva was marking her students' essays in her office when Dumbledore came in. "I was right, Minerva, you are in here." He said happily.
Minerva looked up and smiled. "Is there anything you need, Albus? I'm busy."
Dumbledore walked to her and folded his arms. "Are you forgetting something, Minerva?"
"Huh?" asked Minerva confusedly.
Dumbledore smiled, took her quill out of her hand, and put it into his robes.
"Hey!"
"It's the first Sunday of May, Minerva, we are suppose to go a-Maying." said Dumbledore, walking to the back of Minerva's chair and put his hands onto Minerva's shoulders. Dumbledore enjoyed calling whatever they had done on the first Sunday of May as "a-Maying."
"I don't have time to go a-Maying." protested Minerva and rubbed her temples as if they hurt.
"Hogwarts Sisters' rule no.5 'No working on the first Sunday of May.' I thought you should have known that, you and Madeline made up the rules."
"But Albus, if I don't mark the essays today....." started Minerva.
"Mark them at night, then. Come on, Minerva, Athena arrived just in time for this day. You don't want her to miss it, right?"
Minerva sighed and stood up. She turned around to face Dumbledore and said, "Give me another reason why I should go a-Maying with the family and the other Hogwarts Sisters."
Dumbledore pretended to think. "It's the only day when we could throw our troubles, work and stress aside and have fun."
He put his arms around Minerva, and pulled her close to him. "There. I have given you another reason. Now will you go a-Maying with us?"
Minerva thought for a while, smiled again, and put her arms around Dumbledore's waist. "I guess I have to say yes."
Dumbledore smiled. "Excellent."
Without another word, he kissed her. Forgetting for a moment that they were still in her office, Minerva kissed him back, passionately. They were so engrossed in their own little world that they didn't hear Peter coming in.
Peter's mouth dropped open and let out a loud gasp.
Hearing the gasp, Dumbledore and Minerva broke their kiss and jumped apart. Dumbledore had a look of nervousness and embarrassment while Minerva blushed furiously, stormed to Peter and asked angrily, "Mr. Pettigrew, do you know what happen to Peeping Tom?"
Peter shook his head frantically.
"His eyes were shrivelled into darkness and fell out right in front of him!" screeched Minerva in fury.
Peter went pale, let out a squeal and fled out of the door without a word.
Minerva closed the door quickly, looked at the lock, and turned around.
She sighed. "Albus, remember to LOCK the door next time."
Disclaimer 2: Some of the scenes and lines come from "The Prime of Miss Jean Brodie" and I certainly do not own them
To flamers: I don't take kindly to flames so get out of here, if you know what's good for you.
Note: This is a sequel to "Stories of the Hogwarts Sisterhood"; taken place several months later during Easter holidays, so read that first.
Thank you for the reviews!
Rated PG-13 for content
Chapter 5: It's May! (Part 1)
May 1st, the first Sunday of May
"Bro, where's Mom?" asked Athena during breakfast.
Achilles swallowed his food and looked at the High Table. Dumbledore was talking to Georgia. Poppy and Mandy were discussing excitedly on who-knows- what. Professor Kettleburn was eating his toast. Professor Flitwick was drinking his pumpkin juice... but there was no sign of their mother anywhere.
"Maybe she overslept." suggested Achilles.
"Hey, Achilles, want to go to practice Quidditch today?" asked James.
"No thanks, I'm busy. Family business." said Achilles, smiling brightly.
"W- oh yeah, today is the first Sunday of May." said James thoughtfully.
"Is it May already? My, times do flies. The next thing we know, it is OWLs." said Sirius, and sighed when he heard a "tsk tsk" behind him.
Achilles and Athena, who were sitting across him, raised their eyebrows. Sirius turned around and saw his cousin, the 7th year Slytherin, Narcissa Black, folding her arms and looking at him with a look of pity on her face.
"Hello, Narcissa." said Sirius flatly.
"Hello Sirius." replied Narcissa with the look still on her face.
Sirius stared at her for a moment before he asked, "Did you come here to talk to me or what?"
Narcissa unfold her arms. "Well, I want to announce something but hearing you talking about OWLs makes me feel pity for you."
"Pity?" echoed Sirius. "Excuse me, but you are the one who is going to have the NEWTs. Right, Achilles?" He asked, turning to Achilles.
"Yeah, the first NEWT test is next month." said Achilles, nodding.
"See?" said Sirius, turning back to Narcissa. "I'm not the only Black who is going to have exams."
"Yes, you are." said Narcissa haughtily, lifting her head up. "I am not going to take the stupid NEWTs."
"And may I know the reason why?" asked Sirius, and started to drink his coffee.
"Simple, pinhead. I am getting married."
PHHHT
Athena and Achilles backed away a little in disgust after Sirius spat his coffee out directly onto the table.
"What?" exclaimed Sirius and got up from his seat. "But you are only 17!"
"So?"
"Why didn't I know anything about it?!" demanded Sirius and some of the students turned around to see what was going on.
"Your mother didn't see the need to tell you, since you are busy with your..." Narcissa raised her eyebrow at the Gryffindors. "Friends." She said with a nasty note in her voice.
"Don't bring my friends into this." growled Sirius. "Who are you marrying to?"
"Lucius Malfoy." said Narcissa casually.
Athena did some quick calculations in her head. Lucius was already 43 years old when she herself was in the 7th year with Harry. So now in 1983, Lucius would be...
"But he is already 23 years old!" protested Sirius. "You are too young for him!"
Achilles and Athena exchanged a glance. Both of them had no desire to tell Sirius that their mother was 8 years younger than their father.
"I don't care. He is so handsome, rich and not to mention pure-blooded."
Before Sirius could say anything, Narcissa sighed happily. "Aren't you happy for me, cousin?"
Sirius opened and closed his mouth for a few times like a goldfish.
Without waiting for Sirius's reply, Narcissa said, "Well, that's all I want to say here, so I will be sending the invitation of my wedding to you anytime soon."
When Narcissa was about to return to her seat, Sirius called after her, "Well, let me tell you this, all I will be sending is my condolences to you, you must be crazy to marry Malfoy!"
Narcissa stopped walking and turned to Sirius. "Sirius, I am going to tell you EXACTLY what I said to Andromeda: Grow up."
Sirius drew in his breath sharply and frowned deeply.
"What are you getting so excited about?" asked Narcissa, putting her hands on her hips.
Sirius didn't say anything.
"I am marrying Lucius and that's that, got it?" snapped Narcissa and stormed back to her seat.
Sirius sat down and the students went back to their breakfasts. "I don't believe it!" He said.
Achilles and Athena, who didn't want to stay any longer and hear Sirius complaining, went back to the common room immediately to pack whatever they wanted for the day.
***
At the High Table, Dumbledore frowned at the seat beside him. Minerva had gone missing through the whole breakfast.
"Madeline, where's Minerva?" He asked.
Mandy stopped talking to Poppy and turned to Dumbledore. "I don't know. I hope that she is not working. It's the first Sunday of May after all."
"Maybe she is in her office. I will go and look for her." said Dumbledore and got up from his chair.
***
Minerva was marking her students' essays in her office when Dumbledore came in. "I was right, Minerva, you are in here." He said happily.
Minerva looked up and smiled. "Is there anything you need, Albus? I'm busy."
Dumbledore walked to her and folded his arms. "Are you forgetting something, Minerva?"
"Huh?" asked Minerva confusedly.
Dumbledore smiled, took her quill out of her hand, and put it into his robes.
"Hey!"
"It's the first Sunday of May, Minerva, we are suppose to go a-Maying." said Dumbledore, walking to the back of Minerva's chair and put his hands onto Minerva's shoulders. Dumbledore enjoyed calling whatever they had done on the first Sunday of May as "a-Maying."
"I don't have time to go a-Maying." protested Minerva and rubbed her temples as if they hurt.
"Hogwarts Sisters' rule no.5 'No working on the first Sunday of May.' I thought you should have known that, you and Madeline made up the rules."
"But Albus, if I don't mark the essays today....." started Minerva.
"Mark them at night, then. Come on, Minerva, Athena arrived just in time for this day. You don't want her to miss it, right?"
Minerva sighed and stood up. She turned around to face Dumbledore and said, "Give me another reason why I should go a-Maying with the family and the other Hogwarts Sisters."
Dumbledore pretended to think. "It's the only day when we could throw our troubles, work and stress aside and have fun."
He put his arms around Minerva, and pulled her close to him. "There. I have given you another reason. Now will you go a-Maying with us?"
Minerva thought for a while, smiled again, and put her arms around Dumbledore's waist. "I guess I have to say yes."
Dumbledore smiled. "Excellent."
Without another word, he kissed her. Forgetting for a moment that they were still in her office, Minerva kissed him back, passionately. They were so engrossed in their own little world that they didn't hear Peter coming in.
Peter's mouth dropped open and let out a loud gasp.
Hearing the gasp, Dumbledore and Minerva broke their kiss and jumped apart. Dumbledore had a look of nervousness and embarrassment while Minerva blushed furiously, stormed to Peter and asked angrily, "Mr. Pettigrew, do you know what happen to Peeping Tom?"
Peter shook his head frantically.
"His eyes were shrivelled into darkness and fell out right in front of him!" screeched Minerva in fury.
Peter went pale, let out a squeal and fled out of the door without a word.
Minerva closed the door quickly, looked at the lock, and turned around.
She sighed. "Albus, remember to LOCK the door next time."
