A/N- Thank you all for voting in the poll! I got such a mix of definite
Remmie/Sirius and none at all that I can't really put it in without getting
people mad. Sorry if that gets you mad. But I'm going to put **hints**
which can be completely ignored if you don't want them there, and if anyone
really wants a separate chapter about them I can try to write that if I get
enough requests. **Request if you want an alternate chappie!!**
A/N- Keep reading, and try to stick with it even though I can't update as often as I'd like to! R/R!
Professors McGonagall and Dumbledore continued to hurry toward the Great Hall. They were both walking as fast as they could, knowing only too well that they were going to have quite a few angry students on their hands if they didn't take the spell of right away. It had already been far too long.
"How mad do you think they're going to be? Screaming mad? Cursing mad? Angry mob mad?" Dumbledore asked curiously as they got close to the Great Hall. McGonagall had to laugh at the picture of Professor Dumbledore being chased by an angry mob of students, staff, and others.
"Not angry mob mad," she said firmly, knowing that as crazy as the students of Hogwarts could be sometimes, there was no chance of an angry mob chasing after Dumbledore, "Probably screaming mad-but if and ONLY IF you tell them that the reason you didn't take the spell off was because we were getting sugar high."
That reasoning sounded perfectly plausible to Dumbledore, so he relaxed a little bit, but continued to rush, McGonagall hurrying along behind him. "Well, here we are," she said a little nervously when they arrived at the doors, "I'm right behind you, Albus."
Dumbledore gave her a fleeting glance of worry. Sometimes he really amazed her. The man didn't even flinch when someone like Severus Snape glared at him, but at the thought of an angry mob of students he was quaking. However, he put aside his worry and walked into the hall, and she kept to her word and followed him inside.
"Hey look, it's Dumbledore!" Lavender whispered to Seamus in the middle of a dance when they saw him walk into the Hall. "I wonder what he was doing," Seamus whispered back, "I didn't even notice him leaving."
Seamus and Lavender had been dancing almost the whole night, and having been very happy with the pairing that they had been assigned, they didn't even realize that Professor Dumbledore had forgotten to take the spell off.
In fact, most of the people in the Great Hall hadn't realized this. It was pretty much full of the happy couples, both paired and together out of free will. Really, the dysfunctional ones were the ones who had left, so Dumbledore shouldn't have worried when he had entered. The time when he'd have to worry would be when he summoned everyone into the Hall to take off the spell.
"Minerva, what am I supposed to do now? I need to summon everyone here before I can even attempt to take off the spell!" Dumbledore said, not quite thinking straight. McGonagall came close to rolling her eyes. She explained to him in as calm a tone as she could muster that he had just answered his own question.
Professor Dumbledore laughed at his own stupidity. "Oh of course," he admitted humbly, "But I suppose I'll have to do it in pairs of two. Reason being that they can't be more than five feet away from each other. And I mean we all know that sometimes mass Summoning Charms don't work out so I can't do everyone at once. I'll never forget that time when I tried to summon about 10 people at the same time to a room and they all ended up in a pile with a few too many broken bones for comfort. And then there was that time when-"
"Albus," McGonagall said sternly, "stop rambling and start summoning." "Right," Dumbledore said, "That's what I'm going to do right now. But maybe I ought to warn everyone in the Hall first, just so that there isn't any panic."
Starting to flare up, having never been a patient or procrastinating person, McGonagall begged, "Quickly Dumbledore. I don't have a clue as to why you're so nervous about the summoning, but hurry up and warn everyone so that you don't wind up with an angry mob on your hands."
Dumbledore agreed, if only to calm her down so that she wouldn't try to take control of everything herself. Muttering 'Sonorus' under his breath, he got everyone in the Great Hall's attention by yelling, "SHERBET LEMON!" Everyone immediately stopped what they were doing and turned to look.
"Good, now I have your attention," Dumbledore said, trying not to laugh, "I have an announcement to make." "ANOTHER ONE?" a bored-looking fourth year shouted. Everyone groaned. It just didn't have a particularly funny effect when someone contradicted Professor Dumbledore, except for certain people (Fred and George, for example).
"Yes, another one," Professor Dumbledore said good-naturedly, "As you may know, I was supposed to remove the spell to hold those who participated in Blind Date to their partners when the dance was halfway over. However, for a reason unimportant, I was not able to do this.
Therefore, I am planning to do it now. However, in order to do this I need to have all the participants in this room. This means I will be performing a series of Summoning Charms. If you would all consent to form a large circle so that I can gather everyone together to take off the spell, it would be much appreciated. Thank you."
Dumbledore being Dumbledore, he typically commanded a lot of authority. Everyone listened to him, moving out of the center of the room and forming a circle. "Professor Dumbledore, can you also summon Colin Creevey down here?" Lavender asked, "Because he was driving me crazy and he finally left but I just realized I threw my lip gloss at him when he was bothering me and he didn't give it back."
Arching an eyebrow at the strangeness of the story, Professor Dumbledore still said that he would be happy to. "In fact, why don't I start with him," he said, still reluctant to use the double Summoning Charm, "Accio Colin Creevey!"
Everyone looked on, and after a momentary wait, Colin came zooming into the Great Hall and crash landed on the floor. "OW! OW OW OW!" Colin yelled, holding his arm, "I HIT MY FUNNY BONE!"
Dumbledore winced. He knew how unpleasant it was to hit your funny bone from, personal experience, and Colin had really crashed the floor, so it had to have been pretty painful. "I'm so sorry, Colin," he apologized as McGonagall ushered him to the side of the circle.
Thinking quickly, Dumbledore realized that he didn't need any more serious injuries than that. Taking a minute, he conjured up a few mattresses so that the other people he summoned wouldn't have as unpleasant a time as Colin had.
"Albus, get on with it," Professor McGonagall reminded him after a minute had gone by and he hadn't made a move. Dumbledore snapped back to attention again abruptly. "Yes of course," he said a little apprehensively, "I'll get right to it. Hmm. We'll start with- Accio George Weasley and Alicia Spinnett!"
They too came whizzing in, but they landed comfortably next to each other on the mattresses. "That was bloody brilliant!" George yelled, looking up at Dumbledore, "But why in the world did you do it?" Dumbledore promised that he would explain after he had summoned everyone else, and McGonagall led them over to the side as was going to be the routine.
Professor Dumbledore continued with, "Accio Fred Weasley and Angelina Johnson!" Without a hitch, they landed next to each other safely. "That was bloody brilliant!" Fred yelled, looking up at Dumbledore, "But why in the world did you do it?"
Everyone in the room had to laugh at that. Angelina and Fred both looked a little confused though. "What? What's so funny? I mean I know I'm hilarious, but why was that funny?" Fred asked curiously.
"George just said the exact same thing a minute ago," Alicia explained, giggling, "And I have to say, it's pretty scary how alike your minds are." Angelina agreed. "Yeah it is," George admitted, winking at Fred, "Both of our minds are usually only on one thing."
After the twin fashion, they both in unison leaned in and snogged their Blind Date partner. "Oh, get a room," Professor McGonagall sniffed in her usual manner as she separated Fred and Angelina and took them over to Colin, Alicia, and George on the side.
"Next, Accio Ron Weasley and Pansy Parkinson!" Dumbledore said a little louder, encouraged by his successes thus far. Flying in, Ron landed well, but Pansy hit a little harder than the diva would have liked. "Was that really necessary?" she asked, checking her nails to make sure they weren't chipped or broken.
"Typical girl," Ron groaned, rolling his eyes as they got led to the side, "they just don't appreciate the thrill of flying through the air without even a broomstick." Pansy stared at him like he had sprouted a second nose. "I appreciate it just as much as any guy," she said irritably, "I just don't appreciate it when it's so disorganized and unexpected."
Even Dumbledore got annoyed with that comment, but he ignored it and focused instead on the fact that he was doing so well with his double Summoning Charm. "Continuing on," he said pointedly, "Accio Percy Weasley and Penelope Clearwater!"
This was a little awkward, because Percy and Penny had been holding hands when they were summoned, and so the landing was a little rougher because they were still holding hands when they landed and couldn't brace themselves. "Ow," Penny said, letting go of Percy's hand to rub her shoulder, which she had hit.
"Are you okay?" Percy asked with concern, helping her up. Penny nodded, grinning at how nice Percy was being, especially compared to how bad a date he had been at the beginning of the evening. "Awww," Fred scoffed, but even he looked happy at the apparent change in his brother.
"Accio Oliver Wood and Katie Bell!" Dumbledore waved his wand, and Oliver and Katie flew in and landed side by side lying down. "That was unexpected," Oliver said, looking up at the ceiling, which was covered in stars.
Katie nodded, standing up and grabbing Oliver's hand to lift him up. They walked over themselves to where everyone else was standing. Everything was so far so good as far as Dumbledore's worry of an angry mob went. He hadn't even had any incidents of really bad landings on the mattresses either.
"Accio Harry Potter and Ginny Weasley!" continued Dumbledore, smiling as the two entered with a whoosh and landed on the mattresses, Harry on top of Ginny. Dumbledore wrinkled his brow, hoping that they would get up quickly and no one would think anything of the mistake.
"Harry, get off, I can't get up!" Ginny giggled, blushing in spite of herself. Harry did so quickly, blushing just as much. The fairly new couple was pretty modest, and blushed even at little things like this. "Harry, Ginny, that wasn't funny!" Fred and George said, feeling strangely overprotective of their little sister.
"I second that!" Ron added in his two cents, agreeing with Fred and George. To everyone's complete and utter surprise, it was Percy who said, "Oh, it was just a mistake. There was nothing meant by it." Penny's mouth dropped open, Oliver looked like he was about to faint from shock, and there wasn't a single face that didn't look wide-eyed that the Lord of Detention Giving had just defended something like that.
Seeing that Percy had somehow shockingly taken care of the situation for him, Dumbledore kept going. "Accio Lucius Malfoy and Cho Chang!" was the next pair summoned. They flew in without a hitch, but there was a problem when Lucius landed on his back on the mattress and Cho landed on top of him.
"AH! MY HAIR!" Lucius exclaimed, scowling at the thought of his precious blonde tresses getting flawed. "Oh get over it," Cho said coldly, rolling her eyes at his vanity. "Get off me!" Lucius drawled, glaring at her. Cho glared right back at him. "With pleasure," she said, standing up immediately.
Lucius got up right after she did, and brushed off his hair to make sure that it looked okay. "That's pathetic," said Cho frostily, "Get a life." Lucius sniggered and flipped his ice blonde hair. "Actually, if you don't remember, I'm married. I already have a life," Lucius retorted, sneering.
"Lucius, Cho, just follow me to where everyone else is standing," McGonagall interrupted the argument, leading them to the side. They followed, both looking disgruntled, but not having much choice.
"I hate you," Cho whispered to Lucius as they stood waiting. "I hate you more," he replied angrily. "Alright, that's enough," Professor Dumbledore insisted, trying not to delay, "Accio Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger!"
It happened in much the same scenario as Lucius and Cho. Draco landed flat on his back with Hermione on top. "AH! HERMIONE! GET OFF HIM!" Ron said, looking just a little jealous. "Get her off, Draco!" Lucius yelled, appalled at the idea of a Mudblood having anything over his son.
"AH! MY HAIR!" Draco said disappointedly, annoyed about his perfectly gelled hair getting a little imperfect. "Like father, like son," Fred pointed out, laughing at both Lucius and Draco and their obsession with their hair.
"Granger, I'm giving you about two seconds to get off me so that I can get up," Draco drawled, rolling his eyes. Hermione didn't hesitate a second before getting up. "Oh Malfoy, is your hair okay?" she asked sarcastically, faking concern. All Draco could do was smirk at her as McGonagall led them to the side.
"Can we please hurry this up, Professor Dumbledore?" Hermione asked hopefully, "The less time I have to spend near Malfoy, the better. Can't you just summon the remaining people all at once?"
Dumbledore really wanted to appease her, since she was after all one of the best students at Hogwarts. But he just didn't feel comfortable summoning the remaining six people all at once. Even the best wizards have their faults, and his was large summoning charms (and also a weakness for sugary sweets).
"I'll do a group of four and another double, alright Hermione?" he asked, trying to compromise without having to have somebody getting hurt. Hermione accepted this easily, not that she would ever really disagree with the Headmaster.
"Here goes nothing," Dumbledore said, inexplicably nervous again (the sugar high must have given him a drop in confidence), "Accio Sirius Black and Parvati Patil, Remus Lupin and Cissa Malfoy!"
The wait was just a little longer than usual, because it was considerably more difficult to summon four people than it was just two. But fairly quickly, everyone saw the foursome come zooming in. They were moving faster than usual, because with four people there was less control.
"WOOHOO!" Sirius yelled, loving the rush as they zoomed towards the mattresses. But since there was less control with more people, though they landed on the mattresses, it was in a big pile and couldn't have been very comfortable.
"Ouch," Sirius said as he crash landed, but it was rather muffled under Remmie, Cissa, and Parvati on the very top of the pile. Lucky Parvati was able to hop off the pile with ease, but the other three weren't so lucky.
"Cissa, would you please get off me?" Remmie requested nicely. "Yeah, get off him!" Sirius said, but she barely heard him at the bottom of the pile. Remmie, not enjoying being squished by one of his least favorite people, tried to push her off.
Cissa almost reached back and slapped him. She would have if she had been in a better position to reach. "Don't you dare push me!" she said icily, reaching up to check that he hadn't messed up her hair. "It must run in the family," Fred commented, sniggering at the three Malfoys and their vanity.
"He won't push you if you get off him!" Sirius retorted, but Cissa ignored him, "Remmie! Make her get off, I'm so squished!" Remmie laughed at Sirius and his whining. If it weren't for the fact that Cissa didn't want to spend any more time than she had to on this pile, she would have stayed just to annoy Sirius.
However, having already almost messed things up with her husband once this evening, and not wanting to be too near either Sirius or Remmie for longer than she absolutely had to, she got off as quickly as she was able.
"Remmie! Your turn to get off! I'm still squished down here!" Sirius continued to whine, if only for the effect of getting on Cissa's nerves while she continued to have no choice but to remain right nearby.
Remmie rolled his eyes again. Sirius, although he was one of the most fun people he knew, tended to have the eye-rolling effect on people. And that was just for his friends. On his acquaintances, he had the teeth grinding effect. And for those who were more like his enemies, he often caused them to come very close to strangling him.
"Maybe I don't want to," Remmie pointed out, deciding that he really had nothing better to do than enjoy himself and knowing just how to push his best friend's buttons. Besides, it would annoy Cissa even more than it had already. Sirius growled, thinking maybe he could scare Remmie off him.
"Sirius, come on, do you really think I'm going to be scared of a pathetic growl like that?" he asked, still not moving. Sirius shook his head. "Well if you'd get off me, I wouldn't have to try!"
The two of them were now cracking up, but there were some people (like Lucius and Cissa) who just weren't amused. "Lupin, just get off him. I'd kind of like to go stand with everybody else, and I can't because you won't just move over there," she said, rolling her eyes at their immaturity.
"And I thought Black could sink no lower on his own, but somehow now he's got Lupin. Congratulations Black, you've done the impossible and become even more pathetic than you already were," Lucius drawled, arching an eyebrow.
Draco laughed at his father's attempt to draw the attention away from their hair fetish and onto Sirius, but many others didn't look too amused. Harry was gritting his teeth to keep from reaching for his wand, and Ron and Hermione looked pretty angry.
"Don't turn this into something it doesn't need to be, Malfoy. We already had this conversation far too many times. I think it's getting just a little old," Lupin commented off-handedly, looking at Lucius as if he was 'so five minutes ago.'
"Don't worry Remmie, he's just upset because we insulted his bows," Sirius said from where he was squished to the mattress. "STOP TALKING ABOUT THE BOWS! THE BOWS ARE HOT!" Lucius yelled angrily, to the surprise of everyone in the room.
Sirius started laughing and couldn't stop as soon as he heard Lucius say that. "Oh man! If only Sevvie was here to hear you say that!" he sniggered loudly. Lucius glared at him, trying not to comment. He would have, but he didn't want another outburst to escape him in front of everyone.
"Sirius, stop! You're going to blow out my eardrums!" Remmie pointed out. This time though, Lucius couldn't resist. "That's not all he'll-" he managed to get out before Percy of all people strode over and covered Lucius' mouth with his hand. "Finish that sentence and I'll give you a detention, blondie," Percy proceeded to say, looking at him with distaste.
All the Weasleys gasped, and Sirius and Remmie dissolved into laughter. Lucius had never been more surprised or angry. His face looked murderous, and had he and Percy been the only ones in the room he probably would have cursed him until there was nothing left to curse.
Luckily for Percy, though, this couldn't happen, and Lucius was pretty powerless to insult one of Dumbledore's own students with Dumbledore around. The Headmaster, continuing to make the situation amazing, started chuckling and clapping. Slowly, the whole room started clapping.
Sirius and Remmie high-fived on the mattress. It wasn't every day that a Weasley got the better of a Malfoy, especially Percy over Lucius. "50 points to Gryffindor!" McGonagall couldn't resist adding, smiling proudly at Percy.
Finally, Lucius had had enough, and bit down on Percy's hand, making him remove it immediately. "You-I-Weasley-blondie-I AM PROUD TO BE A BLONDE!" Lucius managed to say, trying to save a little face, "AND YOU CAN'T GIVE ME A DETENTION! I've graduated!"
"Yeah! Who do you think you are, Weasley?" Draco asked indignantly, sticking up for his father. "ALRIGHT! That is enough!" Dumbledore said loudly, causing everyone to go silent immediately, "Sirius, Remus, please get off each other and go stand to the side with everyone else. Lucius, it's over so don't dwell on it. And Percy, congratulations."
Not being able to ignore a direct request of Professor Dumbledore, Remmie did his best to get off Sirius. "I can't! I'm stuck!" he said honestly, looking confused. Sirius looked at the back of Remmie's head in confusion. "Stuck? How can you be stuck?" he asked, taken aback.
Remmie shook his head, not having a clue. Dumbledore lowered his glasses and looked down at the two of them. The authentic looks of surprise on their faces guaranteed that they were not lying. He then looked to the previously summoned crowd. He couldn't help noticing that Lucius appeared to be trying to hide a snigger.
"Lucius Malfoy. Take that spell off immediately," Dumbledore commanded intuitively, looking seriously at Lucius. Even Lucius couldn't disobey Dumbledore when he used that tone of voice. A look of contempt on his face, he waved his wand and removed whatever spell he had used to make it impossible for Remmie to get up.
As soon as he had finished, Remmie was able to stand right up. "Remmie," whined Sirius, with a wink in Lucius' direction, "will you help me up?" Shaking his head, Remmie offered a hand and pulled Sirius up.
"Finally," Cissa said exasperatedly as she, Remmie, Sirius, and Parvati walked over to the crowd, "Now all we need is to get this ridiculous spell off, and I'll feel a lot better." Remmie looked at her with disdain. "As will I," he said, disliking her more and more by the minute.
"Dumbledore, can you PLEASE take the spell off now?" Sirius asked, trying to help out his friend. Dumbledore shook his head, realizing that in all the time wasted on Sirius and Remus trying to get up he had forgotten that there were still two more people left to summon.
"I will very soon," he promised, meaning every word, "I have just two people left, and then I'll remove it. I apologize again for the inconvenience. I'll explain everything as soon as I just summon these last two."
McGonagall bit her lip, knowing that as bad as Dumbledore felt about the whole thing, his explanation of why he had waited so long to remove the spell was probably not going to make anyone feel better. But there was nothing she could do. It was already done.
"Get on with it," Lucius said, still suffering from his injured pride. Dumbledore nodded understandingly. "Of course," he said apologetically, "Accio Severus Snape and Ally Sinistra!"
A/N- Keep reading, and try to stick with it even though I can't update as often as I'd like to! R/R!
Professors McGonagall and Dumbledore continued to hurry toward the Great Hall. They were both walking as fast as they could, knowing only too well that they were going to have quite a few angry students on their hands if they didn't take the spell of right away. It had already been far too long.
"How mad do you think they're going to be? Screaming mad? Cursing mad? Angry mob mad?" Dumbledore asked curiously as they got close to the Great Hall. McGonagall had to laugh at the picture of Professor Dumbledore being chased by an angry mob of students, staff, and others.
"Not angry mob mad," she said firmly, knowing that as crazy as the students of Hogwarts could be sometimes, there was no chance of an angry mob chasing after Dumbledore, "Probably screaming mad-but if and ONLY IF you tell them that the reason you didn't take the spell off was because we were getting sugar high."
That reasoning sounded perfectly plausible to Dumbledore, so he relaxed a little bit, but continued to rush, McGonagall hurrying along behind him. "Well, here we are," she said a little nervously when they arrived at the doors, "I'm right behind you, Albus."
Dumbledore gave her a fleeting glance of worry. Sometimes he really amazed her. The man didn't even flinch when someone like Severus Snape glared at him, but at the thought of an angry mob of students he was quaking. However, he put aside his worry and walked into the hall, and she kept to her word and followed him inside.
"Hey look, it's Dumbledore!" Lavender whispered to Seamus in the middle of a dance when they saw him walk into the Hall. "I wonder what he was doing," Seamus whispered back, "I didn't even notice him leaving."
Seamus and Lavender had been dancing almost the whole night, and having been very happy with the pairing that they had been assigned, they didn't even realize that Professor Dumbledore had forgotten to take the spell off.
In fact, most of the people in the Great Hall hadn't realized this. It was pretty much full of the happy couples, both paired and together out of free will. Really, the dysfunctional ones were the ones who had left, so Dumbledore shouldn't have worried when he had entered. The time when he'd have to worry would be when he summoned everyone into the Hall to take off the spell.
"Minerva, what am I supposed to do now? I need to summon everyone here before I can even attempt to take off the spell!" Dumbledore said, not quite thinking straight. McGonagall came close to rolling her eyes. She explained to him in as calm a tone as she could muster that he had just answered his own question.
Professor Dumbledore laughed at his own stupidity. "Oh of course," he admitted humbly, "But I suppose I'll have to do it in pairs of two. Reason being that they can't be more than five feet away from each other. And I mean we all know that sometimes mass Summoning Charms don't work out so I can't do everyone at once. I'll never forget that time when I tried to summon about 10 people at the same time to a room and they all ended up in a pile with a few too many broken bones for comfort. And then there was that time when-"
"Albus," McGonagall said sternly, "stop rambling and start summoning." "Right," Dumbledore said, "That's what I'm going to do right now. But maybe I ought to warn everyone in the Hall first, just so that there isn't any panic."
Starting to flare up, having never been a patient or procrastinating person, McGonagall begged, "Quickly Dumbledore. I don't have a clue as to why you're so nervous about the summoning, but hurry up and warn everyone so that you don't wind up with an angry mob on your hands."
Dumbledore agreed, if only to calm her down so that she wouldn't try to take control of everything herself. Muttering 'Sonorus' under his breath, he got everyone in the Great Hall's attention by yelling, "SHERBET LEMON!" Everyone immediately stopped what they were doing and turned to look.
"Good, now I have your attention," Dumbledore said, trying not to laugh, "I have an announcement to make." "ANOTHER ONE?" a bored-looking fourth year shouted. Everyone groaned. It just didn't have a particularly funny effect when someone contradicted Professor Dumbledore, except for certain people (Fred and George, for example).
"Yes, another one," Professor Dumbledore said good-naturedly, "As you may know, I was supposed to remove the spell to hold those who participated in Blind Date to their partners when the dance was halfway over. However, for a reason unimportant, I was not able to do this.
Therefore, I am planning to do it now. However, in order to do this I need to have all the participants in this room. This means I will be performing a series of Summoning Charms. If you would all consent to form a large circle so that I can gather everyone together to take off the spell, it would be much appreciated. Thank you."
Dumbledore being Dumbledore, he typically commanded a lot of authority. Everyone listened to him, moving out of the center of the room and forming a circle. "Professor Dumbledore, can you also summon Colin Creevey down here?" Lavender asked, "Because he was driving me crazy and he finally left but I just realized I threw my lip gloss at him when he was bothering me and he didn't give it back."
Arching an eyebrow at the strangeness of the story, Professor Dumbledore still said that he would be happy to. "In fact, why don't I start with him," he said, still reluctant to use the double Summoning Charm, "Accio Colin Creevey!"
Everyone looked on, and after a momentary wait, Colin came zooming into the Great Hall and crash landed on the floor. "OW! OW OW OW!" Colin yelled, holding his arm, "I HIT MY FUNNY BONE!"
Dumbledore winced. He knew how unpleasant it was to hit your funny bone from, personal experience, and Colin had really crashed the floor, so it had to have been pretty painful. "I'm so sorry, Colin," he apologized as McGonagall ushered him to the side of the circle.
Thinking quickly, Dumbledore realized that he didn't need any more serious injuries than that. Taking a minute, he conjured up a few mattresses so that the other people he summoned wouldn't have as unpleasant a time as Colin had.
"Albus, get on with it," Professor McGonagall reminded him after a minute had gone by and he hadn't made a move. Dumbledore snapped back to attention again abruptly. "Yes of course," he said a little apprehensively, "I'll get right to it. Hmm. We'll start with- Accio George Weasley and Alicia Spinnett!"
They too came whizzing in, but they landed comfortably next to each other on the mattresses. "That was bloody brilliant!" George yelled, looking up at Dumbledore, "But why in the world did you do it?" Dumbledore promised that he would explain after he had summoned everyone else, and McGonagall led them over to the side as was going to be the routine.
Professor Dumbledore continued with, "Accio Fred Weasley and Angelina Johnson!" Without a hitch, they landed next to each other safely. "That was bloody brilliant!" Fred yelled, looking up at Dumbledore, "But why in the world did you do it?"
Everyone in the room had to laugh at that. Angelina and Fred both looked a little confused though. "What? What's so funny? I mean I know I'm hilarious, but why was that funny?" Fred asked curiously.
"George just said the exact same thing a minute ago," Alicia explained, giggling, "And I have to say, it's pretty scary how alike your minds are." Angelina agreed. "Yeah it is," George admitted, winking at Fred, "Both of our minds are usually only on one thing."
After the twin fashion, they both in unison leaned in and snogged their Blind Date partner. "Oh, get a room," Professor McGonagall sniffed in her usual manner as she separated Fred and Angelina and took them over to Colin, Alicia, and George on the side.
"Next, Accio Ron Weasley and Pansy Parkinson!" Dumbledore said a little louder, encouraged by his successes thus far. Flying in, Ron landed well, but Pansy hit a little harder than the diva would have liked. "Was that really necessary?" she asked, checking her nails to make sure they weren't chipped or broken.
"Typical girl," Ron groaned, rolling his eyes as they got led to the side, "they just don't appreciate the thrill of flying through the air without even a broomstick." Pansy stared at him like he had sprouted a second nose. "I appreciate it just as much as any guy," she said irritably, "I just don't appreciate it when it's so disorganized and unexpected."
Even Dumbledore got annoyed with that comment, but he ignored it and focused instead on the fact that he was doing so well with his double Summoning Charm. "Continuing on," he said pointedly, "Accio Percy Weasley and Penelope Clearwater!"
This was a little awkward, because Percy and Penny had been holding hands when they were summoned, and so the landing was a little rougher because they were still holding hands when they landed and couldn't brace themselves. "Ow," Penny said, letting go of Percy's hand to rub her shoulder, which she had hit.
"Are you okay?" Percy asked with concern, helping her up. Penny nodded, grinning at how nice Percy was being, especially compared to how bad a date he had been at the beginning of the evening. "Awww," Fred scoffed, but even he looked happy at the apparent change in his brother.
"Accio Oliver Wood and Katie Bell!" Dumbledore waved his wand, and Oliver and Katie flew in and landed side by side lying down. "That was unexpected," Oliver said, looking up at the ceiling, which was covered in stars.
Katie nodded, standing up and grabbing Oliver's hand to lift him up. They walked over themselves to where everyone else was standing. Everything was so far so good as far as Dumbledore's worry of an angry mob went. He hadn't even had any incidents of really bad landings on the mattresses either.
"Accio Harry Potter and Ginny Weasley!" continued Dumbledore, smiling as the two entered with a whoosh and landed on the mattresses, Harry on top of Ginny. Dumbledore wrinkled his brow, hoping that they would get up quickly and no one would think anything of the mistake.
"Harry, get off, I can't get up!" Ginny giggled, blushing in spite of herself. Harry did so quickly, blushing just as much. The fairly new couple was pretty modest, and blushed even at little things like this. "Harry, Ginny, that wasn't funny!" Fred and George said, feeling strangely overprotective of their little sister.
"I second that!" Ron added in his two cents, agreeing with Fred and George. To everyone's complete and utter surprise, it was Percy who said, "Oh, it was just a mistake. There was nothing meant by it." Penny's mouth dropped open, Oliver looked like he was about to faint from shock, and there wasn't a single face that didn't look wide-eyed that the Lord of Detention Giving had just defended something like that.
Seeing that Percy had somehow shockingly taken care of the situation for him, Dumbledore kept going. "Accio Lucius Malfoy and Cho Chang!" was the next pair summoned. They flew in without a hitch, but there was a problem when Lucius landed on his back on the mattress and Cho landed on top of him.
"AH! MY HAIR!" Lucius exclaimed, scowling at the thought of his precious blonde tresses getting flawed. "Oh get over it," Cho said coldly, rolling her eyes at his vanity. "Get off me!" Lucius drawled, glaring at her. Cho glared right back at him. "With pleasure," she said, standing up immediately.
Lucius got up right after she did, and brushed off his hair to make sure that it looked okay. "That's pathetic," said Cho frostily, "Get a life." Lucius sniggered and flipped his ice blonde hair. "Actually, if you don't remember, I'm married. I already have a life," Lucius retorted, sneering.
"Lucius, Cho, just follow me to where everyone else is standing," McGonagall interrupted the argument, leading them to the side. They followed, both looking disgruntled, but not having much choice.
"I hate you," Cho whispered to Lucius as they stood waiting. "I hate you more," he replied angrily. "Alright, that's enough," Professor Dumbledore insisted, trying not to delay, "Accio Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger!"
It happened in much the same scenario as Lucius and Cho. Draco landed flat on his back with Hermione on top. "AH! HERMIONE! GET OFF HIM!" Ron said, looking just a little jealous. "Get her off, Draco!" Lucius yelled, appalled at the idea of a Mudblood having anything over his son.
"AH! MY HAIR!" Draco said disappointedly, annoyed about his perfectly gelled hair getting a little imperfect. "Like father, like son," Fred pointed out, laughing at both Lucius and Draco and their obsession with their hair.
"Granger, I'm giving you about two seconds to get off me so that I can get up," Draco drawled, rolling his eyes. Hermione didn't hesitate a second before getting up. "Oh Malfoy, is your hair okay?" she asked sarcastically, faking concern. All Draco could do was smirk at her as McGonagall led them to the side.
"Can we please hurry this up, Professor Dumbledore?" Hermione asked hopefully, "The less time I have to spend near Malfoy, the better. Can't you just summon the remaining people all at once?"
Dumbledore really wanted to appease her, since she was after all one of the best students at Hogwarts. But he just didn't feel comfortable summoning the remaining six people all at once. Even the best wizards have their faults, and his was large summoning charms (and also a weakness for sugary sweets).
"I'll do a group of four and another double, alright Hermione?" he asked, trying to compromise without having to have somebody getting hurt. Hermione accepted this easily, not that she would ever really disagree with the Headmaster.
"Here goes nothing," Dumbledore said, inexplicably nervous again (the sugar high must have given him a drop in confidence), "Accio Sirius Black and Parvati Patil, Remus Lupin and Cissa Malfoy!"
The wait was just a little longer than usual, because it was considerably more difficult to summon four people than it was just two. But fairly quickly, everyone saw the foursome come zooming in. They were moving faster than usual, because with four people there was less control.
"WOOHOO!" Sirius yelled, loving the rush as they zoomed towards the mattresses. But since there was less control with more people, though they landed on the mattresses, it was in a big pile and couldn't have been very comfortable.
"Ouch," Sirius said as he crash landed, but it was rather muffled under Remmie, Cissa, and Parvati on the very top of the pile. Lucky Parvati was able to hop off the pile with ease, but the other three weren't so lucky.
"Cissa, would you please get off me?" Remmie requested nicely. "Yeah, get off him!" Sirius said, but she barely heard him at the bottom of the pile. Remmie, not enjoying being squished by one of his least favorite people, tried to push her off.
Cissa almost reached back and slapped him. She would have if she had been in a better position to reach. "Don't you dare push me!" she said icily, reaching up to check that he hadn't messed up her hair. "It must run in the family," Fred commented, sniggering at the three Malfoys and their vanity.
"He won't push you if you get off him!" Sirius retorted, but Cissa ignored him, "Remmie! Make her get off, I'm so squished!" Remmie laughed at Sirius and his whining. If it weren't for the fact that Cissa didn't want to spend any more time than she had to on this pile, she would have stayed just to annoy Sirius.
However, having already almost messed things up with her husband once this evening, and not wanting to be too near either Sirius or Remmie for longer than she absolutely had to, she got off as quickly as she was able.
"Remmie! Your turn to get off! I'm still squished down here!" Sirius continued to whine, if only for the effect of getting on Cissa's nerves while she continued to have no choice but to remain right nearby.
Remmie rolled his eyes again. Sirius, although he was one of the most fun people he knew, tended to have the eye-rolling effect on people. And that was just for his friends. On his acquaintances, he had the teeth grinding effect. And for those who were more like his enemies, he often caused them to come very close to strangling him.
"Maybe I don't want to," Remmie pointed out, deciding that he really had nothing better to do than enjoy himself and knowing just how to push his best friend's buttons. Besides, it would annoy Cissa even more than it had already. Sirius growled, thinking maybe he could scare Remmie off him.
"Sirius, come on, do you really think I'm going to be scared of a pathetic growl like that?" he asked, still not moving. Sirius shook his head. "Well if you'd get off me, I wouldn't have to try!"
The two of them were now cracking up, but there were some people (like Lucius and Cissa) who just weren't amused. "Lupin, just get off him. I'd kind of like to go stand with everybody else, and I can't because you won't just move over there," she said, rolling her eyes at their immaturity.
"And I thought Black could sink no lower on his own, but somehow now he's got Lupin. Congratulations Black, you've done the impossible and become even more pathetic than you already were," Lucius drawled, arching an eyebrow.
Draco laughed at his father's attempt to draw the attention away from their hair fetish and onto Sirius, but many others didn't look too amused. Harry was gritting his teeth to keep from reaching for his wand, and Ron and Hermione looked pretty angry.
"Don't turn this into something it doesn't need to be, Malfoy. We already had this conversation far too many times. I think it's getting just a little old," Lupin commented off-handedly, looking at Lucius as if he was 'so five minutes ago.'
"Don't worry Remmie, he's just upset because we insulted his bows," Sirius said from where he was squished to the mattress. "STOP TALKING ABOUT THE BOWS! THE BOWS ARE HOT!" Lucius yelled angrily, to the surprise of everyone in the room.
Sirius started laughing and couldn't stop as soon as he heard Lucius say that. "Oh man! If only Sevvie was here to hear you say that!" he sniggered loudly. Lucius glared at him, trying not to comment. He would have, but he didn't want another outburst to escape him in front of everyone.
"Sirius, stop! You're going to blow out my eardrums!" Remmie pointed out. This time though, Lucius couldn't resist. "That's not all he'll-" he managed to get out before Percy of all people strode over and covered Lucius' mouth with his hand. "Finish that sentence and I'll give you a detention, blondie," Percy proceeded to say, looking at him with distaste.
All the Weasleys gasped, and Sirius and Remmie dissolved into laughter. Lucius had never been more surprised or angry. His face looked murderous, and had he and Percy been the only ones in the room he probably would have cursed him until there was nothing left to curse.
Luckily for Percy, though, this couldn't happen, and Lucius was pretty powerless to insult one of Dumbledore's own students with Dumbledore around. The Headmaster, continuing to make the situation amazing, started chuckling and clapping. Slowly, the whole room started clapping.
Sirius and Remmie high-fived on the mattress. It wasn't every day that a Weasley got the better of a Malfoy, especially Percy over Lucius. "50 points to Gryffindor!" McGonagall couldn't resist adding, smiling proudly at Percy.
Finally, Lucius had had enough, and bit down on Percy's hand, making him remove it immediately. "You-I-Weasley-blondie-I AM PROUD TO BE A BLONDE!" Lucius managed to say, trying to save a little face, "AND YOU CAN'T GIVE ME A DETENTION! I've graduated!"
"Yeah! Who do you think you are, Weasley?" Draco asked indignantly, sticking up for his father. "ALRIGHT! That is enough!" Dumbledore said loudly, causing everyone to go silent immediately, "Sirius, Remus, please get off each other and go stand to the side with everyone else. Lucius, it's over so don't dwell on it. And Percy, congratulations."
Not being able to ignore a direct request of Professor Dumbledore, Remmie did his best to get off Sirius. "I can't! I'm stuck!" he said honestly, looking confused. Sirius looked at the back of Remmie's head in confusion. "Stuck? How can you be stuck?" he asked, taken aback.
Remmie shook his head, not having a clue. Dumbledore lowered his glasses and looked down at the two of them. The authentic looks of surprise on their faces guaranteed that they were not lying. He then looked to the previously summoned crowd. He couldn't help noticing that Lucius appeared to be trying to hide a snigger.
"Lucius Malfoy. Take that spell off immediately," Dumbledore commanded intuitively, looking seriously at Lucius. Even Lucius couldn't disobey Dumbledore when he used that tone of voice. A look of contempt on his face, he waved his wand and removed whatever spell he had used to make it impossible for Remmie to get up.
As soon as he had finished, Remmie was able to stand right up. "Remmie," whined Sirius, with a wink in Lucius' direction, "will you help me up?" Shaking his head, Remmie offered a hand and pulled Sirius up.
"Finally," Cissa said exasperatedly as she, Remmie, Sirius, and Parvati walked over to the crowd, "Now all we need is to get this ridiculous spell off, and I'll feel a lot better." Remmie looked at her with disdain. "As will I," he said, disliking her more and more by the minute.
"Dumbledore, can you PLEASE take the spell off now?" Sirius asked, trying to help out his friend. Dumbledore shook his head, realizing that in all the time wasted on Sirius and Remus trying to get up he had forgotten that there were still two more people left to summon.
"I will very soon," he promised, meaning every word, "I have just two people left, and then I'll remove it. I apologize again for the inconvenience. I'll explain everything as soon as I just summon these last two."
McGonagall bit her lip, knowing that as bad as Dumbledore felt about the whole thing, his explanation of why he had waited so long to remove the spell was probably not going to make anyone feel better. But there was nothing she could do. It was already done.
"Get on with it," Lucius said, still suffering from his injured pride. Dumbledore nodded understandingly. "Of course," he said apologetically, "Accio Severus Snape and Ally Sinistra!"
