Dumbledore's Secrets

Secret 4: The Only Reason He Ever Feared

So far, this is my favorite chapter, just thought I'd tell you that.

Katie's too

When Harry and Dumbledore reached the front door of Slughorn's House (yes I'm calling it that now) Harry reached out to open the door but Dumbledore stopped him and said "No Harry, look, the red occupied sign is on, that means it's occupied."

"Wait a minute, professor; I thought that was only on porta-potties in the muggle world. I've never heard of this before."

"Oh, well that proves the old saying "you learn something new every once-in-a-while" is true."

"Isn't it every day, not every once-in-a-while?"

"No, of course not, if that was true, you'd be smarter than the average bear and obviously you are not. I am though. I'm just special. Anyway, it's Voldemort's sign; it means he's in the bathroom of this very house. Dun, dun, dun…"

"Wait, are you saying that Voldemort is right here, right now? OmigawdOmigawdOmigawd I don't think I'm ready for this-"

"Harry, calm down, it could just be a Death Eater or maybe even, hmm, my Uncle Billy, naw, oh and possibly…..Alfredo(Dumbledore said this name very darkly) oh but of course it isn't him. Heh, heh, heh."

"Okay professor, are we going in or not?"

"No, not right away anyway, it's still occupied." Ding "That's the signal….My toast is done." Ermmmm, now available said a voice from somewhere inside the house. "Oh good, see Harry, patience is a privilege and if you use it all up, it will be taken away." They walked into the house and it was terribly messy, I mean messy, so messy in fact that even Oscar the Grouch would be afraid of this mess. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh……………….." said Dumbledore "-I can't believe he left the bathroom door open, oh my goodness, I mean whoa, I don't think even I could cover up that smell!" At this point Harry started to smell a very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very(okay fine, I'll stop) good smell. It smelled to him like chocolate, and coincidentally enough, he had a sudden urge for chocolate.

"Yum, I can taste it going down my throat. This has to be the best chocolate I have ever tasted." Said Harry licking his lips.

"No, Harry, you don't want to eat that!"

"Why professor?"

"Ok, Ok, I admit it; I can scent my farts to smell like whatever I want them to smell like."

"Ewwwww, is that what I was tasting?" Harry, of course was on the verge of puking.

"No- of course not silly, I never make chocolate farts! I hate chocolate! That's just my chocolate stash that I keep in my robe, and I don't want you eating it, it's my favorite! As for the fart, I haven't done it yet. You know, they help in a tight squeeze, seeing as I'm immune to their smells, They make good protective barrier around me when I'm fighting, oh, and Voldemort would have defeated me long ago if it weren't for my gas. He fears me for my power, but even more for my natural expulsions."

"Whoa, okay professor, didn't need to know that, anyway, isn't there a reason (besides the fact that this house is bigger than your other one) that we came here?"

"Oh yes, good one Harry, that will have to come next chapter."

Reread this a few times to find next chapter's secret.