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95. Everyone is to stop implying I'm Senile. I am not senile.
Hermione sat at the table with Fred on one side George on the other humming a small tune that had no real melody, as Harry sitting beside Sirius stared at them carefully. After the love potion and Ron a week ago Harry had taken to making sure his food and drinks were clean, making Mad –eye pleased with his constant vigilance. It was a full Order meeting tonight and Harry knew Hermione was going to say something.
"With all due respect Albus I think you're going Senile" Minerva McGonagall said to her long-time friend, a look of mischief lighting up the pranking trio's face happily.
"You know I was thinking the same thing the other day when talking to Sirius about the plans. I think the headmaster has gone senile." Hermione said sitting forward making several people roll their eyes at her.
"I agree. I think he's losing his touch. He's older now, He's bound to get senile" Sirius said jumping to Hermione's defence.
"Think about it, why ask Snape to keep spying when if Snape was to get caught, no offence sir he could spill everything on us." Fred said.
"Senile" Hermione sang as there were nods starting to appear around the table.
"I can't believe I'm agreeing but it's true. I take every precaution I can but there is still a chance." Severus Snape said silkily from his chair George now adding his voice in when Hermione sang 'Senile' this time. Soon the whole table was talking about times where they wondered if the headmaster and leader was all there, forgetting that the man in question was at the head of the table now looking a little lost at where the meeting had gone.
"Sweet Mother of Chocolate Monkey Frogs! It's dinner" Hermione's voice cut through the din and silence fell.
"Alright. Who's staying for supper?" Molly asked standing and looking around before going to get what she had cooked.