A/N: Yeah I know this took a while! When Albus is mouse the "..." means he thinks it, as he can't talk aloud as a mouse.
Warning: Beware, this contains an insanely story and could produce a rather irresistible urge to fall asleep, especially in this absolutely dull chapter. If you do fall asleep, feel free to give the author a little review on it and she'll put an antidrowsiness charm on her next chapter.
Cat – a – Strophe!
Chapter 7
'Aaaaaaaarrrrrrggghhhh' was the only thing on his mind. That and where to find his safe haven. An escape way was all he needed and was very much appreciated right now. He was beginning to panic he knew, but who wouldn't with a cat at their heels. And not any normal regular cat. No! This one was sly and sadistic. Very Sadistic!
'Where to hide? C'mon, think! Before you end up in her claws!'
Squealing he ran down the stairs clumsily and headed for the door to the kitchen. He was hoping for someone nice and with a heart. And if he was lucky half of the Order would work wonders. They would surely take his side. Grinning as only a mouse can he ran headfirst directly into the door.
"BANG!"
'DRAT IT! I'M DOOMED!'
Shaking his head a little all the black spots and flying evilly cats disappeared and he realised that he had forgotten he couldn't open the door. Quickly he spun around and found the sadistic Minerva nowhere in sight.
'That's odd! I swear I heard her paws on the floor just behind me only minutes ago! Why would she hide from me?'
A squeaking sound made Albus jump five centimetres into the air and it was so he realised his luck was finally starting to catch up. Someone was opening the door into the kitchen, which presumably would be full of Order people.
He moved to the side and just nearly got trampled over by an enormous pair of shoes, skirting the shoes he darted inside and was relieved beyond explanation. He was finally safe. Now all he had to do was to get someone's attention. If he hadn't been a mouse he would've hummed a triumph tune, but since he lacked the gift of language he just squeaked a little.
Looking around he saw several pairs of familiar shoes! One pair looked like... Hey wait, he knew that shoes. If he was not mistaken, they belonged to dear Alastor. Finally an ally...
"Meeeooww..."
'UH OH!'
))))))))))))))))))))
"Anyone up for wizard chess," Ron asked his friends.
"Sure," Harry answered as the only one. The others were busy gossiping about what had happened upstairs.
While Ron ran upstairs to fetch the board, Harry leaned across the table. He wanted to hear just exactly what was so intriguing about Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall's quarrel.
"It's been awfully quiet up there; do you think they've declared truce?"
"Well, Ginny, I think not. Try imagining McGonagall declaring truce about anything! I think she'll just continue to argue until Dumbledore apologise," quipped Fred.
"Hear, hear! I must say brother you took the words straight from my mouth," agreed George.
"Earnestly you two! I think they've stopped quarrelling," Bill said surprising them when he sat down on a chair and joined their little group.
"Why were they quarrelling in the first place? Didn't you find it odd?"
"Yes, rather strange! I mean I haven't in all my time at Hogwarts heard those two disagree about anything, and that's saying a lot," Charlie had joined too.
"I have, sort of," Harry decided to take part in the very weird conversation.
"Tell us, c'mon Harry!"
"S'pose I might as well join you too," Moody settled himself across from Harry and stared at him with both eyes. The others glanced nervously at Moody occasionally though they did not tell him to go either.
"Well there was that time in our fourth year, in the hospital wing just after... you know..."
"What about it?"
"Yeah, spit it out, Harry!"
"Well, Dumbledore was just a bit disappointed in McGonagall, and she was angry and yelled. Not a big thing, rather minor! I don't really think it was an argument, but I guess it's the closest thing I've seen to a really fight!"
"Of course you kids haven't seen them actually arguing, before now! They act very professionally at work," Moody growled, then coughed and coughed until Bill dunked his back.
"Thanks," he then croaked and sneezed.
"God bless you," Harry couldn't help saying. They all stared at him with mixed expressions. Hermione of course knew what it meant, but the others eyes were blank.
"What didya say, again Potter?"
"Um... I erm... Well I meant to –"
"He meant, Merlin bless you, professor Moody," Hermione interrupted.
Everyone's mouth formed a big 'O' as they finally understood.
"Where were we...?"
"Aaaaaaarrgghh!!!" Mrs. Weasley screamed, for at that precise moment a mouse decided to jump up on the kitchen table (Of course it didn't just jump up as it would be quite impossible for such a small mouse, but as any wizard when under extreme stress and fear, the mouse too did the impossible and jumped up on the table. But being half animal, half wizard the jumping was in extreme slow-motion, so therefore Mrs. Weasley spotted the mouse, also known as Albus Dumbledore to certain smart readers of this).
"Aaarghhh"
"Eeewww"
"Aaaaddrrrrr"
"Stop it, stop it, anything!"
"Kill it, kill it!!!"
Only a half second later a grey blur also jumped up on the table pursuing the frightened mouse. Everyone present at the table scrambled back, as dishes and cups flew everywhere.
"GET THAT THING OUT OF THE KITCHEN," shrieked Mrs. Weasley standing on a chair a few metres away.
Moody taking her orders literally, swung his wand in a circle sending a powerful hex after the two animals. Unfortunately for him, though fortunately for Minerva and Albus, he missed.
"Kill them, kill them... Stew them, stew them... Put them on a stove, and boil them in their own fat..." Ron started singing taking no notice of the death stare he was receiving from Hermione.
Finally succeeding with his magic Moody hit the two poor animals.
"POOF"
There was a purple blinding light, and an air cracking sound, and then the kitchen was enclosed in pink fog. As the fog lifted several people gasped at the sight that awaited them, others sniggered.
"Headmaster? Professor McGonagall," exclaimed Hermione loudly.
For it was those two lying quite dazed at the table, trying to figure out what had hit them!
"Hahaha..."
"Hi-hi-hi-hi..."
"Heh – heh," people started laughing out loud, pointing their fingers at the confused and odd couple now sitting on the table, their arms and legs entangled in some weird puzzle.
Minerva finally came around to being herself, and she stared annoyingly at some of her students and former students laughing not with her, but at her!
"WHAT ON EARTH IS SO FUNNY," she screamed outrageously.
"Calm down, Minerva! I'm sure nothing's wrong; they're probably only laughing at you chasing me in cat-form..."
"Oh shut it, you old bugger!"
"Hmph, whom pissed on your breakfast!"
"Some old white-haired wizard..."
"The nerve of some woman," Dumbledore mumbled to himself, though not loud enough for the bad-tempered Minerva to hear.
Mrs. Weasley decided to tell the two professors the truth, "Minerva, Headmaster, the reason we're laughing is because... because..." she couldn't keep a straight face and burst into a fit of giggles.
"Because..." asked Albus.
"Try to take a look at yourself, mate," Ron finally blurted out, and then put his hand in his mouth again to stop from laughing.
Minerva and Albus both looked down at themselves, and saw to their horror the most hideous thing in their life. Both clasped their hands before their eyes and exploded in frenzied screaming, easily competing with a veelas!
"AAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrgggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!?!?!?!?!"
What was this madness?
))))))))))))))))
A/N: Heh heh, I'm getting good at these bloody annoying cliff-hangers!!! Sorry, but I find it quite amusing... And I hope you find this remotely okay, I know it's not as funny as usual, but I've been extremely busy and I thought something was better than nothing...
And MUCHO thanks to all you wonderful reviewers.
Portkeys Miss-Mione: Hah-hah-hah! Tom and Jerry, it didn't even cross my mind! Hmm, that's a rather fun possibility. It could have some rather hilarious scenes. Heh heh. I think I might consider something Jerry and Tom-ish! Oh, and I do hope you will work it out with living your peaceful life, huh! )
Intelligent Witch: You've got to be kidding, right! YOUR LAST NAME SIMPSON!? Huh, what a coincidence! Heh heh! Well yes, you're evil! But hey, it's so much easier and funnier to be evil, right! Mwu-ahahahaha... )
Leviathan Ashes: I never meant it to be nice, heh heh! ) Besides I love bringing my character through hell, )
Catwoman99: Yup, the chase is on again, and what's funnier than a good chase, lol! I might decide to let Minerva eat him, but I guess it would be violating Albus, right! )
Mugglemin: Thanks, for the flattering comment about me being nuts! I'm a weirdo and utterly proud of it, ) See yah, hope you're not still on the run... Cos that gotta be a long run, then... Just kidding, )
CheddarTrek: Don't you just love parodies, I do!!! ) Hope you continue to think this is as insanely fun as ever... )
Angeldust-aka-Evilwoman: I know you wrote 'update soon', and I apologise for the really LONG wait, ups! )
Love'n Hate: Hey there, my special thanks for all the wonderful reviews you've left me. I mean I just logged in, and found this really lovely person had left me a bunch of reviews, thankssssss amigo... )
Pal