(AN: Yeah!!! 2 chapters in one day!!!! I'm so proud of myself….)
Disclaimer: Everything and everyone you do not recognize from the books is MINE!!!!! insert evil laughter
Bedpan Pasta
Soft grey-blue eyes opened slowly to a sea of blinding whiteness….
"Oh God…" Sarah murmured squeezing her eyes shut again, she ran her slender fingers through her tangled hair "…I've died." she said quietly with conviction "I've died, and my soul wasn't pure so I'm going to be stuck in fucking LIMBO for all eternity! I'm going to float around aimlessly…."
"Quite the contrary miss." A soft yet firm voice said from beside her "You are far from dead. You are in fact in peak physical condition for someone your age."
Sarah's eyes slowly opened once more but this time stayed that way. She started to notice lights on the ceiling…
Wait a minute. she thought Limbo shouldn't have lights… she squinted for that matter, why would Limbo have a ceiling? She closed her eyes once more and tried to sit up, on her first attempt the buzzing in her ears caused her to fall back down again but she persisted, this time she could feel someone helping her up.
Sarah turned to thank whoever helped her when she was met by a most unusual sight. In a chair next to, what was seemingly, her bed, was an old man! He was wearing dark blue robes with a sort of fez-like cap on his head, these colours only made his silver hair stand out like a sort of "milky way" on his front. But this wasn't what stood out most to Sarah, to her it was his half moon glasses which made him look like, of all people, Albus Dumbledore! With that she did the only thing any normal person could do in that kind of situation, hold back her laughter so as not to offend the senior citizen beside her.
She was trembling from restraining her giggles, she couldn't help it! It was just that the hat was so hilarious! The man beside Sarah looked at her curiously
"May I inquire as to what you find so amusing?" he asked her lifting his silver brows
"N-n-nothing!" she sputtered "It's j-just, just…" she trailed off into giggles "Who're you supposed to be? Albus Dumbledore?" And with that she broke down laughing. As Sarah finally calmed down the man regarded her with interest
"I am Albus Dumbledore." he said calmly but Sarah just snorted and shook her head
"O.K., it's been a really great prank so far but I've had enough. I don't know how you made that curtain thingy do that and you know what? Frankly I don't care at the moment, I just want to see my dad, so" She said looking over 'Albus's' shoulder "Where is he?" Sarah looked into the mans blue eyes and was met by confusion. She grew frantic, her heart racing she started to get scared.
"Where is he? Where is my father? TELL ME!" She screamed trying to get out of the bed but he held her down
"Miss, please, calm down, you are perfectly safe here at St.Mungo's-"
"NO!" She screamed at him "I'm not at St.Mungo's, I CAN'T be at St.Mungo's and you CAN'T be Albus Dumbledore! They're both in a book! Both part of a fucking BOOK! You're an actor, I'm on a set-" she screamed again, not caring how stupid she sounded, she screamed because she was scared, confused and she felt incredibly alone. She stopped screaming and looked dazedly around the room until he spoke once more, his voice firm and commanding
"What do you mean? A book?" he stared at her intensely, not breaking eye contact
"I can prove it!" She exclaimed, close to tears "In my bag! The Book is in my bag! See for yourself!" She gestured to the foot of her bed where her black bag rested. 'Albus' got up and strode to the bag where he rustled through her belongings until his eyes grew wide and her pulled out the book "Harry Potter And The Order Of The Phoenix" He gazed in wonder at it, leafing through the pages as Sarah watched, her heart still pounding. He turned to her, holding up the book
"Where did you get this?" He murmured sitting back down "It would be impossible for you to have all this information…" He looked at the book in silence for a few moments, unnerving Sarah before facing her again. "What is your name?" he asked "Where are you from?'
Sarah's heart proceeded to pound even harder in her already constricted chest as she replied as calmly as she could manage
"My name is Sarah McKenzie, I'm live in Toronto but I was born in Britain." she paused for a moment before continuing "So there's another reason why I can't be here, in the books , St.Mungo's is in England. But," she said " If you could prove to me that you really are Albus Dumbledore I would feel better about answering your questions." as an afterthought she murmured under her breath "'Cause god knows I have some questions of my own…"
He regarded her solemnly "How do you propose I prove my identity? Change a bedpan into a bowl of pasta?" Sarah considered him for a moment before replying
"Yes. I want you to change a bedpan into a bowl of pasta. Linguini, if you would be so kind." she grinned nervously If he can do this then I am going to be in deep shit. she thought 'Albus' set the book down and took out his 'wand' from out of his robes, he then muttered something under his breath and before Sarah could blink the bedpan on the table was changed into a bowl of pasta and back again.
"I assume," he said "that you wouldn't want to eat Bedpan Pasta." Sarah could do nothing but stare. This man, in front of her at this very moment, was Albus Dumbledore.