Ok, here is the much anticipated part 6. Sorry about all the wait, but I NEEDED REVIEWS AND I WASN'T GETTIN EM! And so, here, I guess, is part 6....DO you guys want me to have long chappies, or keep them short, because I think that all of the previous chapters have been a bit short of 1,000 words. But anywho, I shall go on with the story...even though I think that-eek! my dog is licking my toes!!!-I think that most of my reviews came from one person. Oh well...

DEDICATION: Joseph, who still hasn't talked to me in a few weeks cause he hasn't seen me and Davo-David-who is the best (and cutest)drummer in my 8th grade band. A/N as of 8-25: Forget davo (David)!!!!!

SUMMARY: They sleep. And Umbridge wonders at Min's happiness.

RATING: PG-13 still

WARNING: I don't feel inspired. And its not a good thing. And David's status says that the girl he likes likes him back. He prolly doesn't mean me. Sad....A/N as of 8-25

LAST TIME: Albus' eyes widened as he stared at his wife. Finding the only thing to say, he muttered, "Poor Caroline Fudge. How oblivious she is!"

NOW:

After a few more minutes of chatting about Umbridge, the school and life in general, Albus announced that it was time for bed. Glancing at the clock, Minerva agreed, as it was almost midnight and she had a class the next morning. Hand in hand, husband and wife walked into his chambers and clambered onto the high bed, snuggled together and fell into a dreamless sleep.....

Outside of Albus' office, a short round woman was taking her wand to the stone gargoyle that guarded the entrance to his rooms. She was attempting to gain access, discover where he'd gone, why the great Albus Dumbledore had fled... And, more importantly, where dear Professor McGonagall had gotten to.

Oh, yes, Dolores Jane Umbridge knew where everyone was, and where they went. She had seen Minerva receive her little note that morning, and she had watched Minerva's face that evening at dinner. She knew that "Minnie" had somewhere she had to be that night, and Dolores so desperately wanted-and needed!-an excuse to make dear Minerva leave Hogwarts.

Focusing her attentions again on the stone before her, High Inquisitor of Hogwarts gave her very best attempt at opening the passage, jumping and letting out a small shriek as the creature lunged at her, opening its great mouth in a roar and clamping its teeth shut on her pink cardigan.

Sighing, she tried to detatch herself from its clutches, but to no avail. She glared at it for a bit, then tugged harder. Nothing. Not even thinking to undo her jacket and walk away, or use a spell, Umbridge sat her stout self down and promptly fell asleep.

Sorry its soooo short, but I didn't really have any ideas and I have to take a shower and eat before going to church, but I hope ya liked. :/ Anyways, I shall try to update soon, but I dunno. School starts up again on the 30th, so that's a major factor. I love you guys, and would love you more if you reviewed my lame work. Love ya bunchez,

KaTe