Title: Furballs?
Author: Tartan Lioness
Classification: Humor!
Set: Anytime! After Minerva became a teacher, that is!
Summary: What is Minerva hiding in her napkin?
Warning: none!
A/N: I have no idea where this came from. Other than lack of sleep (Lily!), my cat and my dear dear Min! And lots of thank-yous and Ginger Newts to ADandMM4eva for beta-ing!
Sitting at the Head Table one evening, having dinner with the rest of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Professor Minerva McGonagall raised her napkin and coughed vigorously into it. As she laid it to rest in her lap a bit later, still folded a bit around where she'd been holding, she picked a small hair out of her mouth.
Interested by her sudden cough, Albus had turned to his Deputy and now looked at her in interest, then looking down at the napkin in her lap. "My dear," he inquired, "are you coughing up furballs?"
She looked at him in sheer horror, then lowered her gaze, embarrased she'd been caught. Albus cluckled, but when she looked back up into his eyes, he stopped. The look in her eyes told him that she was furious. "Yes, I do! So what? YOU try to be a cat!" And with that she stormed out, leaving a grinning Albus and a very confused staff and student body behind.
The End!
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