Chapter 9
Albus Dumbledore were sat in his office after a busy governors meeting, can't we skip back to psycho Ron? It was late into the night and Fleur had been scribbling the minutes of the meeting for hours, far to many ms in that sentence. In the weeks she had been working for him Dumbledore had fallen desperately in love with her, WHAT months have passed, so Snape has missed months of potion lessons and Harry has missed months of school! And no one has even noticed?????
Eventually Fleur stood up and headed towards the door, yes leave, leave, LEAVE. But suddenly she stopped and smiled somewhat demonically at Dumbledore.
" Do you want something Fleur?" Asked a slightly freaked out Dumbledore.
Fleur crossed the office and ran a finger along his beard. Gross, gross, gross.
"Yes," she muttered sexily, "You professor." Can this author be for real?
Then she kissed him passionately and she carried him up to his bedchamber, he would have carried her up but the strain might have caused his pacemaker to explode. Cue me vomiting all over the screen and calling for nerve tonic.
Ginny Weasley sat in the library, let me guess she was alone, oh and isn't it meant to be the middle of the night? Warm sunlight streamed through the library windows. Apparently not. She couldn't believe that Harry had really left, oh so somebody has noticed. He must love Hermione that thought broken her heart, why would she think that, as far as we know Harry doesn't even like Hermione. But it was not Harry whom she truly loved it was Draco Malfoy…..
DUH DUH DUH!!!!