Three's A Crowd
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"Snape. I knew he was trouble from day one. Day one!" Professor McGonagall was yelling. It was one of the only times she had been out of her calm shell.
"Minerva, please, let's get you calm and then we can further work on the matter," Dumbledore said calmly to his coworker.
"What should we do? Put spells on the students' dorm doors? Fire him? I remember we let him slip a few times..."
"No, Minerva, we won't jump to conclusions. Why don't we ask him some things and see what happens."
"Fine. Fine! But if a student gets raped in the duration between now and when we do something about him, it's not my fault. Not my fault!"
Dumbledore sighed and rolled his eyes as the professor stormed out. Minerva was always calm and collected, but when something terrible happened to a student, she went crazy. He paced the office and stroked his beard.
What should I do? Maybe ask the students' opinions on the professor and see how they like him. That sounds like a good idea. I heard that Slytherins like him, Gryffindors hate him, HufflePuff would like to live without him and the Ravenclaw are slightly leaning to liking him. It's about fifty- fifty. So half of them don't like him and he raped a student. A spell. Spells are good. One that he doesn't know. One that only Voldemort can make. I can get him to do one for me. He's a good friend.
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Hagrid woke up from his dream with his dragon poking at the top of his head, wanting to go for a fly and also wanting some of the cat food that he loved.
Funny little dragon. Likes Fancy Feast cat food and othewise eats eggs benedict. Good thing I love the eggs, too. I can make a mean egg...
His daydream bubble burst and he put the leash on his dragon and left the shack.
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"Oh Draco, let's just keep going. Please," Hermione pleaded. "Forget about it. He might not even get fired!"
"Fine."
Hermione began again. She was doing better and faster than before, but Draco didn't seem to be doing anything. He didn't seem to be having fun or be having a good time. She sure wasn't.
"Draco, look, I'm sorry but I had to do something. At least it's Snape and not you."
"You would have lied about me instead of Snape?" Draco gasped.
"No, I just said that as an example. I didn't say anything about you to Dumbledore or McGonagall!" Hermione replied, clearly taken aback.
"So how come Snape knows?" he said, his voice dangerously low.
"Snape knows? How!?"
"I assume Dumbledore told him that he had a two weeks notice or that major spells were to be put on him. Or..."
"OR WHAT?"
"No 'or' I just thought it would be better for the suspense part."
"Don't scare me like that, Draco. How does he know it's you and I."
"He knows it's you and he can ask the prefect about it. Crap. But I know what he's going to do," Draco said in a deep, hoarse whisper.
"What?"
"Blackmail."
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Hagrid was walking around the forest with his dragon, thinking about cats, cat food and eggs.
Eggs are nice. I used to have eggs all the time. Once the family didn't have enough money for eggs and I didn't have eggs for a long time. I missed eggs. I was a big kid, too. 7 feet at 16. What's that darn dragon following now? A dragonfly. He's getting big and heavy. Hard to take care of. Should I put him up for adoption? I don't know...Think later, fly now. Take my mind off things.
All of a sudden, Hagrid was climbing a huge tree. Thick trunk and large branches. Hagrid was climbing out onto one. It wasn't breaking. He jumped off and was suspended in the air, as if he was in a harness. He was moving as if he was taking baby steps and floating gracefully, for a giant. It was amazing. He always thought he was going to fall. He liked to fly, float or anything that involved something above the ground. He let the dragon pull him in the air and they went about their business like it was nothing out of the ordinary.
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"Snape. I knew he was trouble from day one. Day one!" Professor McGonagall was yelling. It was one of the only times she had been out of her calm shell.
"Minerva, please, let's get you calm and then we can further work on the matter," Dumbledore said calmly to his coworker.
"What should we do? Put spells on the students' dorm doors? Fire him? I remember we let him slip a few times..."
"No, Minerva, we won't jump to conclusions. Why don't we ask him some things and see what happens."
"Fine. Fine! But if a student gets raped in the duration between now and when we do something about him, it's not my fault. Not my fault!"
Dumbledore sighed and rolled his eyes as the professor stormed out. Minerva was always calm and collected, but when something terrible happened to a student, she went crazy. He paced the office and stroked his beard.
What should I do? Maybe ask the students' opinions on the professor and see how they like him. That sounds like a good idea. I heard that Slytherins like him, Gryffindors hate him, HufflePuff would like to live without him and the Ravenclaw are slightly leaning to liking him. It's about fifty- fifty. So half of them don't like him and he raped a student. A spell. Spells are good. One that he doesn't know. One that only Voldemort can make. I can get him to do one for me. He's a good friend.
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Hagrid woke up from his dream with his dragon poking at the top of his head, wanting to go for a fly and also wanting some of the cat food that he loved.
Funny little dragon. Likes Fancy Feast cat food and othewise eats eggs benedict. Good thing I love the eggs, too. I can make a mean egg...
His daydream bubble burst and he put the leash on his dragon and left the shack.
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"Oh Draco, let's just keep going. Please," Hermione pleaded. "Forget about it. He might not even get fired!"
"Fine."
Hermione began again. She was doing better and faster than before, but Draco didn't seem to be doing anything. He didn't seem to be having fun or be having a good time. She sure wasn't.
"Draco, look, I'm sorry but I had to do something. At least it's Snape and not you."
"You would have lied about me instead of Snape?" Draco gasped.
"No, I just said that as an example. I didn't say anything about you to Dumbledore or McGonagall!" Hermione replied, clearly taken aback.
"So how come Snape knows?" he said, his voice dangerously low.
"Snape knows? How!?"
"I assume Dumbledore told him that he had a two weeks notice or that major spells were to be put on him. Or..."
"OR WHAT?"
"No 'or' I just thought it would be better for the suspense part."
"Don't scare me like that, Draco. How does he know it's you and I."
"He knows it's you and he can ask the prefect about it. Crap. But I know what he's going to do," Draco said in a deep, hoarse whisper.
"What?"
"Blackmail."
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Hagrid was walking around the forest with his dragon, thinking about cats, cat food and eggs.
Eggs are nice. I used to have eggs all the time. Once the family didn't have enough money for eggs and I didn't have eggs for a long time. I missed eggs. I was a big kid, too. 7 feet at 16. What's that darn dragon following now? A dragonfly. He's getting big and heavy. Hard to take care of. Should I put him up for adoption? I don't know...Think later, fly now. Take my mind off things.
All of a sudden, Hagrid was climbing a huge tree. Thick trunk and large branches. Hagrid was climbing out onto one. It wasn't breaking. He jumped off and was suspended in the air, as if he was in a harness. He was moving as if he was taking baby steps and floating gracefully, for a giant. It was amazing. He always thought he was going to fall. He liked to fly, float or anything that involved something above the ground. He let the dragon pull him in the air and they went about their business like it was nothing out of the ordinary.
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