Wow, I haven't updated in… over a year I think. But that's over now. I am adding a chapter to most of my stories now, this one being the first. Now, on with the eggs!
BTW: No personal notes this time around. Next time, though!
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"Eggs." Repeated Hermione.
"Yes. Eggs. The while, rather large and ovuleish things that usually come out of chickens." Dumbledore explained.
"Yes, yes, I know what they are. I have just never seen them used in a… what was it you called it?"
"An egg-srocist?"
"Yes, that. I have never seen that in any library book, spell book, text book, or any book at all!" She protested.
"My dear miss Granger, you cannot possibly think you can learn everything from mere books! You need experience, as well, and face-to-face encounters." Hermione looked aghast at this startling piece of information.
"Now, it just so happens," Dumbledore continued, "That I have a friend who would willingly perform such a spell to get Harry out of his nose, but I cannot be sure about Voldemort."
"Anything!" Shouted a desperate Harry. "I wont to get out of my nose, please, sir!"
"In that case, miss Lovegood, please enter." Luna Lovegood came into the room, took one look at the nose, and told Dumbledore, "I will need three eggs for this. And a volenteer."
"Ronald, will you please assist miss Lovegood?"
Woah, okay, I have no clue where this is going, but using Luna was rather appropriate, don't you think? I mean, who else would use eggs?