Authors' Note: Late? Yes, we know...
M.: This is your fault. You disappeared for quite a long while, may I remind you.
Akvar: Yes, but I didn't need to reread the Sagas, now did I?
M.: I read them in two days!
Akvar: And it took you two weeks to actually start doing it.
M.: Yeah, well, nobody's perfect...
Akvar: Now, onwards my friends to the glorious task of...
M: That means, 'let's see the new chapter'
Akvar: Spoilsport.
/*-/*-/*-
M. woke up and yawned. Well, it was her first day of leading the Red Dragons Order as Harry Potter –if you didn't count the previous evening-. She got up from the bed, looked in the mirror and grinned.
Akvar had made her look just like Harry. She had the same green eyes, the same lightning-bolt shaped scar... But not the same magical powers. Thinking it sucked to be a Muggle in a wizard's world, she got dressed and looked at the pile of papers on her desk.
"Great!" she mumbled. "I sometimes wish I was Draco."
But maybe she wouldn't want that? Akvar was however doing fine, so... She took the first paper. It was a letter.
Dear Harry,
It's great to hear of you again! Unfortunately, I have a few problems here, so I'll be coming to the headquarters. Hope you're o.k. with that.
Well, that's kind of all, since I'll see you on Wednesday, at 2 p.m. when I'll be Apparating to the headquarters.
See you then,
Hermione
Hermione! M. grinned. She always liked Hermione from other people's stories. Well, this was bound to be interesting. Next paper.
Harry,
We've gotten rid of those pesky Death Eaters! Anything else you want us to do while we're here?
Neville, Fred and George
Fred and George, thank God they weren't here! Hmmm, she'll have to think of something with Akvar. And find out where they were, by the way. The letter didn't say. Next paper.
Fly wings......................1 galleon
Unicorn hair..................2 galleons
Dragon blood................4 galleons
Lion claws....................2 galleons
Phoenix feathers............3 galleons
Powdered bicorn horn.....7 galleons
She stared at the list. It went on and on and on...
"Great. What's this about?"
Just as to answer her question, Severus Snape entered the room.
"Listen, Harry, I have no idea what you're doing, but..."
'Oh, no' she thought to herself. This was not good. Not good at all. Did he manage to see through her act?
"It's impossible to not do anything about the Killer twins!"
She almost started laughing. Ah, yes, Fred and George Weasley must have done something!
"Come on, Severus, you know it's impossible to stop them"
"But they sent a bunch of Death Eaters in the Apparition room, with tests of their products on them" Severus said and M. started laughing.
"Oh, is that all?" she asked with a smirk. "I thought they blew up something"
"No, they didn't. Yet" he replied.
She smirked and looked at the long list of things on the desk.
"Do you know what this is?" she asked picking up the paper and waving it in front of the Potion Master.
"Ah, yes, I forgot about that" the Potion Master said. "It's the list of things I need to buy. Is it alright with you?"
"You know it is" she replied. Wasn't he a bit too friendly for a Snape? Hmm. "Could you send Draco over to me?"
"Yes" Snape replied and went out the door, taking the list with him. She got back to the papers on her desk.
Dear Harry,
Hope you don't need me at the HQs. I'm having a lot of fun here, so I think I won't be back there for a month or two.
See you,
Athan
"Thank God!" M. said and a blonde man came in. "Hello, Draco."
"Hello Harry" the other replied. "You called?"
"Yes, I have. So, how was your night?"
"Great" *Draco* said with a pretty exasperated face. "I slept on the couch, because I supposedly thought my wife was a horrible creature. And she is beautiful."
"Yes, but I wouldn't like to see Draco's reaction when he would find out that you've slept with his wife."
"You have a point there" Akvar replied. "So, on to part two of our nice little plan"
"Which part two?"
"I was still thinking of a ballet with the Red Dragons in pink tutus"
She raised an eyebrow.
"You've got to be joking! Where did that come from?"
"You don't want to know" he said with a smirk. "But if you don't like it, we could stick with the original plan. So, who's first?"
/*-/*-/*-/*-
Albus Dumbledore was walking through his school when an owl came to him.
"Hello" he said with a smile. "What do you carry?"
The owl stretched its leg and the old Headmaster took the letter.
Dear Dumbledore,
I think I have a solution to your problems. All you need is to make another Ball, but make it a Dress Ball. Remember our Ball in the sixth year? Maybe you could do that again.
After all, you did complain about the lack of energy in your students. This will get them all on their feet, Albus, take my word for that. They might not like it, but it will be good for them.
Harry
Yes! What a good idea! He should have another Ball. Hmmm... Dressing up would also be fine.
The Headmaster left to talk to Minerva McGonagall about Harry's idea.
/*-/*-/*-/*-
"Harry said we should take things seriously" Remus said. "He said it's very important"
"But I'm taking this seriously!" Sirius replied.
"No, you're taking things Sirius-ly. Completely different, don't you think?"
"But Remus! This is the most boring mission we've ever been on"
"Stop complaining."
Sirius sighed. What they had to train Cornish pixies for was still a mystery...
/*-/*-/*-/*-
"Hmm... 'talk with zombies about the 17th century'. What the bloody hell?" Athan said. "But I know everything in the 17th century! I've lived through it, for God's... Devil's... whomever's sake!"
He took a better peek at the letter that announced how everything would go wrong.
"I need to know more about the Necromancer Golian".
Athan cursed his life. He did not know anything about the bloody Necromancer except that he existed. Of course a zombie would know. Hell with all!
/*-/*-/*-/*-
Authors' Note: Short? Yes, we know.
Akvar: Ran out of inspiration.
M.: It's you who said it.
Akvar: Yep. You ran out of inspiration. And since I get the last word in this since I post it on the net, you will comment no more. Thank you.
M.: This is your fault. You disappeared for quite a long while, may I remind you.
Akvar: Yes, but I didn't need to reread the Sagas, now did I?
M.: I read them in two days!
Akvar: And it took you two weeks to actually start doing it.
M.: Yeah, well, nobody's perfect...
Akvar: Now, onwards my friends to the glorious task of...
M: That means, 'let's see the new chapter'
Akvar: Spoilsport.
/*-/*-/*-
M. woke up and yawned. Well, it was her first day of leading the Red Dragons Order as Harry Potter –if you didn't count the previous evening-. She got up from the bed, looked in the mirror and grinned.
Akvar had made her look just like Harry. She had the same green eyes, the same lightning-bolt shaped scar... But not the same magical powers. Thinking it sucked to be a Muggle in a wizard's world, she got dressed and looked at the pile of papers on her desk.
"Great!" she mumbled. "I sometimes wish I was Draco."
But maybe she wouldn't want that? Akvar was however doing fine, so... She took the first paper. It was a letter.
Dear Harry,
It's great to hear of you again! Unfortunately, I have a few problems here, so I'll be coming to the headquarters. Hope you're o.k. with that.
Well, that's kind of all, since I'll see you on Wednesday, at 2 p.m. when I'll be Apparating to the headquarters.
See you then,
Hermione
Hermione! M. grinned. She always liked Hermione from other people's stories. Well, this was bound to be interesting. Next paper.
Harry,
We've gotten rid of those pesky Death Eaters! Anything else you want us to do while we're here?
Neville, Fred and George
Fred and George, thank God they weren't here! Hmmm, she'll have to think of something with Akvar. And find out where they were, by the way. The letter didn't say. Next paper.
Fly wings......................1 galleon
Unicorn hair..................2 galleons
Dragon blood................4 galleons
Lion claws....................2 galleons
Phoenix feathers............3 galleons
Powdered bicorn horn.....7 galleons
She stared at the list. It went on and on and on...
"Great. What's this about?"
Just as to answer her question, Severus Snape entered the room.
"Listen, Harry, I have no idea what you're doing, but..."
'Oh, no' she thought to herself. This was not good. Not good at all. Did he manage to see through her act?
"It's impossible to not do anything about the Killer twins!"
She almost started laughing. Ah, yes, Fred and George Weasley must have done something!
"Come on, Severus, you know it's impossible to stop them"
"But they sent a bunch of Death Eaters in the Apparition room, with tests of their products on them" Severus said and M. started laughing.
"Oh, is that all?" she asked with a smirk. "I thought they blew up something"
"No, they didn't. Yet" he replied.
She smirked and looked at the long list of things on the desk.
"Do you know what this is?" she asked picking up the paper and waving it in front of the Potion Master.
"Ah, yes, I forgot about that" the Potion Master said. "It's the list of things I need to buy. Is it alright with you?"
"You know it is" she replied. Wasn't he a bit too friendly for a Snape? Hmm. "Could you send Draco over to me?"
"Yes" Snape replied and went out the door, taking the list with him. She got back to the papers on her desk.
Dear Harry,
Hope you don't need me at the HQs. I'm having a lot of fun here, so I think I won't be back there for a month or two.
See you,
Athan
"Thank God!" M. said and a blonde man came in. "Hello, Draco."
"Hello Harry" the other replied. "You called?"
"Yes, I have. So, how was your night?"
"Great" *Draco* said with a pretty exasperated face. "I slept on the couch, because I supposedly thought my wife was a horrible creature. And she is beautiful."
"Yes, but I wouldn't like to see Draco's reaction when he would find out that you've slept with his wife."
"You have a point there" Akvar replied. "So, on to part two of our nice little plan"
"Which part two?"
"I was still thinking of a ballet with the Red Dragons in pink tutus"
She raised an eyebrow.
"You've got to be joking! Where did that come from?"
"You don't want to know" he said with a smirk. "But if you don't like it, we could stick with the original plan. So, who's first?"
/*-/*-/*-/*-
Albus Dumbledore was walking through his school when an owl came to him.
"Hello" he said with a smile. "What do you carry?"
The owl stretched its leg and the old Headmaster took the letter.
Dear Dumbledore,
I think I have a solution to your problems. All you need is to make another Ball, but make it a Dress Ball. Remember our Ball in the sixth year? Maybe you could do that again.
After all, you did complain about the lack of energy in your students. This will get them all on their feet, Albus, take my word for that. They might not like it, but it will be good for them.
Harry
Yes! What a good idea! He should have another Ball. Hmmm... Dressing up would also be fine.
The Headmaster left to talk to Minerva McGonagall about Harry's idea.
/*-/*-/*-/*-
"Harry said we should take things seriously" Remus said. "He said it's very important"
"But I'm taking this seriously!" Sirius replied.
"No, you're taking things Sirius-ly. Completely different, don't you think?"
"But Remus! This is the most boring mission we've ever been on"
"Stop complaining."
Sirius sighed. What they had to train Cornish pixies for was still a mystery...
/*-/*-/*-/*-
"Hmm... 'talk with zombies about the 17th century'. What the bloody hell?" Athan said. "But I know everything in the 17th century! I've lived through it, for God's... Devil's... whomever's sake!"
He took a better peek at the letter that announced how everything would go wrong.
"I need to know more about the Necromancer Golian".
Athan cursed his life. He did not know anything about the bloody Necromancer except that he existed. Of course a zombie would know. Hell with all!
/*-/*-/*-/*-
Authors' Note: Short? Yes, we know.
Akvar: Ran out of inspiration.
M.: It's you who said it.
Akvar: Yep. You ran out of inspiration. And since I get the last word in this since I post it on the net, you will comment no more. Thank you.