First and Foremost to My Reviewers:
Pheonix-Fawkes-- Thanks for reading--you have some great ideas, and I'll definitely be putting some humor in soon...
Jestana-- You are a lifesaver!!!! Thanks for the words of encouragement! I love the idea of the stunning part...will definitely appear soon in my fic!
Now to everyone else: I'm so sorry I haven't updated soon. This chapter is replacing the Author's note, because they are now illegal. Sorry about leaving it up for so long. Now, enjoy what I'm hoping is a much longer chapter--and REVIEW!
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It's that time of year again...Career Advice. The time of year when we listen to our students tell us that they wish to be rock stars or circus clowns with straight faces. But I do love to see what some of the more-- sensible--students have to say about their futures. Young Harry doesn't seem to have a career based on punctuality, because he was late for his meeting, even though it was during Divination, a class any student in their right mind would want to miss. Quite unfortunately, Umbrige decided to sit in on most of the meetings. You'd be pleased, Albus--Harry wants to be an Auror. I was pleased, at any rate.
However, even as I discussed the high requirements with Harry, I saw his face fall. It's a difficult job to land and to keep, what with the difficult training both magically, mentally and physically. Both you and I know that he could do it, though. He needs a little bit of work in Charms, and a lot of work in both Transfiguration and Potions. I kept my temper throughout the interview, even though that woman interrupted at least a thousand times.
Well, actually, I didn't keep my temper. Not in the least.
But that's another story entirely. The woman thinks I want you as Minister of Magic, so that I can have her job and be headmistress. The former is undeniable, but the latter charges are most certainly not! I would never take a position that she ever held in my life.
Not too long after that fateful meeting, possibly the biggest smile that has ever graced my face appeared. You guessed it...The Weasley Twins. For no apparent reason other than to upset Umbrige (as if that's not reason enough) they turned a hallway into a swamp!
I wish you had been there. Fred and George Weasley have undoubtedly caused more trouble than any students, but I do have a soft spot for them. Ever since their first year, when they accidentally tore down all the tapestries in the Great Hall during the end of year feast I've held a special place in my heart for them. Who knows? Perhaps it wasn't an accident, for the banner were in Slytherin colors that year, if you recall, and nearly all of them fell over the Slytherin table. However could that have happened? And how on earth did the tapestries turn every Slytherin green and silver? A question for the ages, no doubt.
I had never been prouder of them, as they stood fearlessly before Umbrige, turning her threats into a joke. And as they flew out, supremely glorious, on their newly freed brooms, I was hard put to stop myself from applauding along with everyone else.
For a bright, shining moment, the troublemaking twins reminded me so much of a younger you, Albus. They had the same youthful spark and arrogance, the very same glint of good humor in their eyes. But most of all they had the same thirst for justice that you had. Only you kept yours inside, tempered by your reason and logic. I believe this final act of bravery shows how very loyal they are to our cause. It is a very strange world, indeed, when the antics of two childish miscreants turn into the noble acts of two young men.
Pheonix-Fawkes-- Thanks for reading--you have some great ideas, and I'll definitely be putting some humor in soon...
Jestana-- You are a lifesaver!!!! Thanks for the words of encouragement! I love the idea of the stunning part...will definitely appear soon in my fic!
Now to everyone else: I'm so sorry I haven't updated soon. This chapter is replacing the Author's note, because they are now illegal. Sorry about leaving it up for so long. Now, enjoy what I'm hoping is a much longer chapter--and REVIEW!
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It's that time of year again...Career Advice. The time of year when we listen to our students tell us that they wish to be rock stars or circus clowns with straight faces. But I do love to see what some of the more-- sensible--students have to say about their futures. Young Harry doesn't seem to have a career based on punctuality, because he was late for his meeting, even though it was during Divination, a class any student in their right mind would want to miss. Quite unfortunately, Umbrige decided to sit in on most of the meetings. You'd be pleased, Albus--Harry wants to be an Auror. I was pleased, at any rate.
However, even as I discussed the high requirements with Harry, I saw his face fall. It's a difficult job to land and to keep, what with the difficult training both magically, mentally and physically. Both you and I know that he could do it, though. He needs a little bit of work in Charms, and a lot of work in both Transfiguration and Potions. I kept my temper throughout the interview, even though that woman interrupted at least a thousand times.
Well, actually, I didn't keep my temper. Not in the least.
But that's another story entirely. The woman thinks I want you as Minister of Magic, so that I can have her job and be headmistress. The former is undeniable, but the latter charges are most certainly not! I would never take a position that she ever held in my life.
Not too long after that fateful meeting, possibly the biggest smile that has ever graced my face appeared. You guessed it...The Weasley Twins. For no apparent reason other than to upset Umbrige (as if that's not reason enough) they turned a hallway into a swamp!
I wish you had been there. Fred and George Weasley have undoubtedly caused more trouble than any students, but I do have a soft spot for them. Ever since their first year, when they accidentally tore down all the tapestries in the Great Hall during the end of year feast I've held a special place in my heart for them. Who knows? Perhaps it wasn't an accident, for the banner were in Slytherin colors that year, if you recall, and nearly all of them fell over the Slytherin table. However could that have happened? And how on earth did the tapestries turn every Slytherin green and silver? A question for the ages, no doubt.
I had never been prouder of them, as they stood fearlessly before Umbrige, turning her threats into a joke. And as they flew out, supremely glorious, on their newly freed brooms, I was hard put to stop myself from applauding along with everyone else.
For a bright, shining moment, the troublemaking twins reminded me so much of a younger you, Albus. They had the same youthful spark and arrogance, the very same glint of good humor in their eyes. But most of all they had the same thirst for justice that you had. Only you kept yours inside, tempered by your reason and logic. I believe this final act of bravery shows how very loyal they are to our cause. It is a very strange world, indeed, when the antics of two childish miscreants turn into the noble acts of two young men.