Chapter 9:

The first week of classes had gone by rather smoothly save for a small incident in Transfiguration where Sirius had alluded to his sex dream with McGonagall which caused her to turn an unattractive shade of maroon and 'return the pleasure' by giving Sirius two months worth of detention.

But it wasn't Sirius' out-of-control sex fantasies that were causing the 7th year dance committee panic attacks while they ate dinner. The six of them were to go to Borgus' office to discuss the possible themes for the 7th year dance. However since no one had given a thought to a creative theme idea they were now thoroughly screwed.

"We can dress as famous witches and wizards," said Remus unenthusiastically.

"No," said Lily, "It's been done before." Lily groaned. "Come on guys. Really try here."

Sirius had been quiet up to this point, eating like it was his last meal. But at Lily's pleads he had stopped midfork and said solemnly, "We can all go naked."

Audra laughed. "Yeah, Borgus would really love that idea."

Sirius grinned and said, "Don't tell me that that wouldn't make dancing a totally new experience." He began to do the funky chicken forgetting that he was holding a fork with pumpkin pie on it that hit a very menacing looking fifth year Hufflepuff girl squarely in the face. Sirius hastily pointed at James as the girl stared him down.

Before staring came to blows right in the Great Hall Lily turned around and told the girl that Sirius would be free in an hour in which she could beat on him as long as she wants. With that, dessert disappeared and people began to return to their dormitories. Lily, James, Sirius, Audra, Remus, and Peter began their death march towards Borgus' office.

Borgus' office was in the dungeons and was as cold, dark, and smelly as Borgus himself. As they entered another student left. Lily looked up to see it was Severus Snape. Snape looked like he could be Borgus' illegitimate child. Snape stared at Lily and she knew perfectly well that if James had not been there he would have been more than willing to call her a filthy mudblood. She sighed…'Wait a second, mudblood…muggle…I've got it!'

She sported a brilliant smile that Snape believed was directed towards him. This caused great astonishment, which caused him to run into the wall. (Ouch, Sevvy, too bad, too bad).

Borgus slammed the door shut behind them in a cruel, foul way. He turned to the six of them, a sneer upon his scarred visage, "So…what have you twiddle-twats…you daft, dumb, and pathetic beings of humanity thought of…you-"

"Yes, we get it," said James impatiently.

Borgus began to throttle James to everyone's immense entertainment when Dumbledore appeared at the door. "Hello," he said cheerily, "Isidore, I am sure you have just saved Mr. Potter from a nasty fall by catching him by the neck. However, in your relief of not losing a beloved pupil you have kept a rather strong grip on his arteries that bring oxygen to his brain. Hopefully you will let go now so no permanent damage will be down."

Borgus reluctantly let go. "Headmaster to what do I owe this-pleasant surpise-that is your presence?"

"Oh, I was just curious to how things were progressing. Has a theme been chosen?"

Everyone but Lily began to shuffle their feet with many 'ers' and 'ums'.

"Ms. Evans, you have a suggestion?"

"Yes sir. I believe that due to, well, present circumstances, I mean Lord Voldemort and all the muggle killings that it would be a great idea to have a muggle themed dance. As a sort of way to say we can't be broken."

Dumbledore smiled broadly, "Ms. Evans that is an excellent idea." Borgus made a violent motion as if to object but was silenced by a look by Dumbledore.

Lily continued, "I mean there are so many muggleborns here so purebloods can get all the help they need on proper prom garments-"

"Prom?" asked Sirius blankly.

"It's a muggle dance. Anyway, we can even magically transform our dress robes into regular dresses and suits."

Dumbledore looked at everyone, "All in favor say aye?"

"Aye."

"Well, then, meeting adjourned. Good Luck. Here have a lemon drop." Dumbledore handed out a lemon drop to everyone like he was bestowing them with the greatest gift on earth.

They thanked him and walked out the door. Sirius squinted at the small yellow ball in his hand. "Do you think if I eat this I'll become more like Dumbledore?"

"We can only hope," Remus said.

Sirius looked uncertain. "I mean it'd be great to have Dumbledore's brains and shit but when do you think was the last time the guy got laid?"

"Hey Sirius, next time you have a thought just let it go. Don't keep it in. You shouldn't contain yourself like you do." said James sarcastically.

"I'll try James."

"Fuck. Control yourself. This is Dumbledore we're talking about you don't think of him and sex ever. Not even in the same sentence. It's not allowed."

Everyone looked at Sirius with disgust for he had now planted an, er, 'uncomfortable' question in their mind.

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