"And one- and two- and three- and four!" the Flying Instructor yelled enthusiastically as she cheerfully hopped up and down again. Her two friends were slightly less exited about what Rolanda had called "the needed preparations".
"And one and two and three and four!" the silver-haired woman repeated once more, until a skeptical voice muttered "Silencio" and the rhythmical music suddenly stopped.
With her hands on her hips, Minerva McGonagall honestly spoke
"Rolanda, do you really think this is necessary?"
Serena Sinistra nodded and theatrically fell down into a chair that had just magically appeared. The Room of Requirement was really an amazing thing.
"Yes, Ro, really- you have the physical condition of a well-trained lioness, but we are just two old spinsters who desperately want a quiet life."
Minerva faintly smiled, yet remarked
"Spinsters? Speak for yourself, Sera."
She could literally hit herself, for Rolanda's meaningful grin was unmistakable. She theatrically turned to Sera and spoke
"Yes, shame on you, Sera, Minerva's just on her way to hook the Headmaster, and…"
"Oh, just shut up, Rolanda Hooch, or you will be glued to the ceiling before you can say "glue"."
Minerva shot her famous, threatening glare, yet Rolanda just grinned once more.
"Flying without a broom- the dream of every real Quidditch player."
Minerva narrowed her eyes.
"I am serious, Ro."
"So am I."
Serena stood up again, raised her hands and rolled her eyes.
"Okay, Ladies, stop fighting and start listening. Rolanda, Min's right, is this really necessary? I mean, we're not going to the Quidditch World Cup."
Rolanda grinned.
"Well, with your capacities, I think that's quite a fortunate thing… "
Minerva raised her eyebrows as she sat down next to Sera.
"Our capacities? Ro, I think I was quite a good Chaser in my time. I-"
"-quit the team in 6th year to concentrate on my studies." Rolanda dryly completed. "And have since then never practiced any sport whatsoever. But okay, okay, I get the picture. My training doesn't appeal to my terribly lazy and sport-hating friends, so I guess we'll stop here. But don't you dare complain when all your stiff muscles start to object during our little show, and…"
"Yes," Minerva matter-of-factly stated as she soothingly raised a hand. "yes, Ro, let's perhaps talk about that little show you're planning. See, I still think it's ridiculous and childish, but since you don't seem to care the least, we can at least make decent preparations…"
"Min, we aren't talking about exams here. It's just about a little fun!"
Minerva rolled her eyes and Sera smiled as well.
"Minerva has a point, Ro. There are so many things to think of…"
Rolanda sighed and then sat down.
"Okay, okay. What is the plan, Captain McGonagall?"
She turned to Minerva, who sighed, yet smiled and began.
"First, the songs of course. What will we…"
"Staying Alive!" Rolanda exclaimed.
"You Can't Hurry Love!" Sera yelled, throwing a pillow at her friend.
Minerva rolled her eyes and with a swift gesture of her wand, muttered
"Accio pen, accio parchment." and in her neat, yet curly handwriting started to write.
"Okay. So…"
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Author Note:
And? What songs will our favourite teachers be singing? Any ideas for crazy 70's/80's songs you'd like them to sing? Review and tell me!
"And one and two and three and four!" the silver-haired woman repeated once more, until a skeptical voice muttered "Silencio" and the rhythmical music suddenly stopped.
With her hands on her hips, Minerva McGonagall honestly spoke
"Rolanda, do you really think this is necessary?"
Serena Sinistra nodded and theatrically fell down into a chair that had just magically appeared. The Room of Requirement was really an amazing thing.
"Yes, Ro, really- you have the physical condition of a well-trained lioness, but we are just two old spinsters who desperately want a quiet life."
Minerva faintly smiled, yet remarked
"Spinsters? Speak for yourself, Sera."
She could literally hit herself, for Rolanda's meaningful grin was unmistakable. She theatrically turned to Sera and spoke
"Yes, shame on you, Sera, Minerva's just on her way to hook the Headmaster, and…"
"Oh, just shut up, Rolanda Hooch, or you will be glued to the ceiling before you can say "glue"."
Minerva shot her famous, threatening glare, yet Rolanda just grinned once more.
"Flying without a broom- the dream of every real Quidditch player."
Minerva narrowed her eyes.
"I am serious, Ro."
"So am I."
Serena stood up again, raised her hands and rolled her eyes.
"Okay, Ladies, stop fighting and start listening. Rolanda, Min's right, is this really necessary? I mean, we're not going to the Quidditch World Cup."
Rolanda grinned.
"Well, with your capacities, I think that's quite a fortunate thing… "
Minerva raised her eyebrows as she sat down next to Sera.
"Our capacities? Ro, I think I was quite a good Chaser in my time. I-"
"-quit the team in 6th year to concentrate on my studies." Rolanda dryly completed. "And have since then never practiced any sport whatsoever. But okay, okay, I get the picture. My training doesn't appeal to my terribly lazy and sport-hating friends, so I guess we'll stop here. But don't you dare complain when all your stiff muscles start to object during our little show, and…"
"Yes," Minerva matter-of-factly stated as she soothingly raised a hand. "yes, Ro, let's perhaps talk about that little show you're planning. See, I still think it's ridiculous and childish, but since you don't seem to care the least, we can at least make decent preparations…"
"Min, we aren't talking about exams here. It's just about a little fun!"
Minerva rolled her eyes and Sera smiled as well.
"Minerva has a point, Ro. There are so many things to think of…"
Rolanda sighed and then sat down.
"Okay, okay. What is the plan, Captain McGonagall?"
She turned to Minerva, who sighed, yet smiled and began.
"First, the songs of course. What will we…"
"Staying Alive!" Rolanda exclaimed.
"You Can't Hurry Love!" Sera yelled, throwing a pillow at her friend.
Minerva rolled her eyes and with a swift gesture of her wand, muttered
"Accio pen, accio parchment." and in her neat, yet curly handwriting started to write.
"Okay. So…"
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Author Note:
And? What songs will our favourite teachers be singing? Any ideas for crazy 70's/80's songs you'd like them to sing? Review and tell me!