Big Headmaster

An: We don't own Harry Potter or Big Brother; if we did we would have better things to do with our time. ;-) Rated R for language further on. DON'T SAY WE DIDN'T WARN YOU!

Kalan: What the..?

Cazza: Tee hee hee! I knew you'd like it! (Giggles like a maniac)

Kalan: You're nuts…

Cazza: I know, and I will use my nuttiness to TAKE OVER THE WORLD!

Kalan:Um excuse me a second, I just have to go and get drunk, numbs the pain.

-------------------Two hours later-------------------

Kalan: What you looking at? (Talking to the weather woman)

Cazza: Tee hee, now we can get started! ;-)

Kalan: Did you just call me a wet wig? (Starts punching weather woman's image)

Cazza: Umm AHEM!

Kalan: (Stops and stares at her) what?

Cazza: Come on, let's get to it. I wanna finish it before you kill my TV!

Kalan: She started it! Hey Big Brothers coming on! Woop Woop! Oh wait I hate Big Brother…

Cazza: Will you just shut up and help me!

Kalan: Hey? Who you calling a drab! (Television blares daily weather)

Cazza: This is going to be a long day…

Chapter 1 – The idea

Hermione beamed as Professor Dumbledore handed Gryffindor fifty house points because well he felt like giving it to her. As she turned to walk away he called her back.

'Ms Granger?' He asked.

'Yes professor?' she answered turning back to him.

'How far would you have gotten if I hadn't called you back? Hiccup'

She frowned at him. 'I believe that if you hadn't called me back I would get where ever it was I was going.' She liked rhetorical questions, but he was toying with her. 'Sir what is that smell if you don't mind me asking?'

'Oh that's port. I had a little tuck into the old supply before I had to go and talk to those Ravenclaw first year brats.' He laughed so hard tears appeared in his eyes.

She looked at him shocked. 'Pardon?'

'Never mind… I'm far too busy for that nonsense any way! I have a proposal to make…' He said fishing around on his desk for something. 'I'm sorry what did I say?'

'That you had a proposal to make…' Hermione finished.

'Oh right… Hermione I realize that there is about six hundred years between us, but will you marry me?' Dumbledore hiccupped.

Her eyes widened with fear. 'Um I'm afraid that is illegal in the wizard and muggle world, and with the utmost respect, that's very creepy.'

He nodded. 'All right, that's okay. I can take it, I'm a man…' He closed his eyes for a moment, 'Ms Granger what was I saying again?'

'You had a proposition for me…' She answered hoping that he wouldn't ask her to marry him again.

'Oh yes, I know how you like extra curricular activities, I have a little activity for you and a few others. If you win Gryffindor could win a hundred thousand galleons or 900 house points.' He coughed and turned to his desk again. 'Take this form and fill it in. Bring it to me and you're in.'

She beamed again taking the form. 'Yes sir, thank you very much!'

That was Chapter one, yes I know its short but if you liked it follow the pretty arrows

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