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The flat was silent, all 3 boarders sat at the dining table in reticence. None of them knowing what to do. Thorn had called some sort of a meeting to announce 'business'. There was no movement apart from Ronny's bothersome tapping of her fingers on the table. Both Hermione and Thorn glared at the women who was currently quite ignorant of the innocent activities affects on her roommates.
"Ronny…darling…."
Thorn whispered. Ronny gazed at her old friend in attentive relief with a "Hm?"
"WOULD YOU PLEASE STOP WITH THE BLOODY TAPPING!"
She remained still for a moment, then calmly placed her hands in her lap, away from trouble.
"Ta"
Hermione couldn't help but laugh at this, and was presented with a glare from Thorn. She immediately averted her eyes to her feet, noting how smooth and soft they looked.
"Alright, now that you all seem to want to cooperate, I have an announcement"
Neither of the women moved, scared to react for fear of their friends wrath.
"I have been offered a job at Hogwarts."
He fiddled with his fingers for a moment, his tough and in control demeanor quickly deteriorating. Thorn nervously glanced from Linn to Ronny hoping for some sign on a positive reaction.
Hermione had somehow flown to the other side of the room, gripping on to the wall in horror. Ronny was still seated, blinking rapidly in shock.
"YOU WHAT!"
They both screeched, Thorn winced as the shrill sound attacked his ears, he began to try to explain.
"Well- you see- um…uh…see what had happened was…"
Both of their attitudes changed dramatically, as they huddled formidably over Thorns current cowering figure.
"Jesus ladies…is it getting PMS-y in here or what?"
He quickly got out of his seat, hoping his height advantage would quell their shock/anger/surprise just a bit. But to his misfortune, that was not the case.
Ronny was the first to start.
"I swear by all that is flamboyantly queer that if you tell me that both Trey and I have been added into your little FREAK contract I will sever your BALLS!"
He gulped, afraid to reply.
"Well…you see…you have really pretty hair?"
"OH MY GOD! I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU!"
Hermiones anger at Thorn had been repositioned to Ronny.
"FREAK! Excuse me?"
"Oh! Linn you know very well what I meant!"
"No in fact I don't! I just happen to go to that FREAK school you so snidely look down on! So what if you all got jobs there? Lucky you? Do you know how many bastards dream of this! People would KILL to be able to work at such a fine institution!"
"I DON'T FUCKING CARE! I'm not fucking going slut!"
Seeing his chance Thorn had already bolted for his bedroom, hoping to find the note cards he had made in preparation for this sort of situation.
"Stay calm, breath and run stay calm breath and run"
He repeated to himself over and over again, trying his best to block out the screaming voices coming from the dining room.
"Oh bloody hell, it's a mad house"
Back in the dining room things hadn't gotten any better.
"OH! So you're not only insulting my school but myself as well! You bloody tamponed harlot!"
"You damn bitch! I'M NOT GOING TO A SCHOOL THAT PRODUCES LITTLE URCHINS LIKE YOU!"
"WELL I DON'T WANT TO HAVE TO BE TAUGHT BY A BIG FAT GARBAGE HOUND LIKE YOU!"
"Teaching? Who the fuck said anything about teaching?"
"Well what else could you do? Clean the bathrooms?"
Hermione laughed at the thought of her roommate cleaning after her. It was a very pleasant thought indeed.
"Shut the fuck up brat! Where the hell did that oversized Ken doll go! THORN YOU DIRTY ENEMA WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU?"
The both looked around, and not finding the cause of all the trouble proceeded on a angry female rampage.
Hearing his name, Thorn panicked, he wasn't prepared for this, he should've waited until the last minute, they wouldn't have had enough time to be angry at him then.
"Why didn't I wait!"
He paced around the room, frantically searching for a hiding place. His eyes rested on the fireplace and without a sane thought dove in. Not even 2 seconds later Dumbledore obliviously apparated in the middle of the bedroom.
"I could've sworn he was here before…hmmm"
He looked around curiously, not hearing the sound of angry nymphs marching up the stairs.
"THORN YOU MOTHERFUCK-…WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU!"
Unfortunately for the Professor Ronny was the first one to make it. He chuckled softly, a sweet smile on his aged face.
"Ahh! You must be Ronny Wilkins, Hello. I am Professor Albus Dumbledore, I trust you have already been informed about your new position at Hogwarts. Thorn has told me quite a lot about you and I thought this would be perfect, I trust you'll take this position seriously and will fulfill it with much ease, after all designing uniforms should be snap. You'll only have a few students though, I'm afraid most of our students think themselves to refined for a sewing class…"
Ronny was beyond shocked, not only had she been offered a job at what seemed like the most boring institute in the world, she had accepted without her knowledge. Her stupor quickly transformed into anger, as she blocked the old man out and turned on her "Thorn-dar"
Mimicking the moves of a hungry predator she glided past Dumbledore and jumped on the bed, sniffing around like an animal.
Hermione stood in the threshold of the door, eyes wide with what seemed like fear and agitation.
Quite surprised by the Ronny's actions Dumbledore failed to notice Hermione standing at the door.
"Well I say there dear…what on earth are you doing?"
Ronny growled in response, getting closer to her prey as she neared the fireplace.
"Professor?"
Hermione squeaked, calling for Dumbledores attention. He gazed at her silently for a moment, and for the first time in what appeared to be hundreds of years he had no idea what to do.
And for this she was thankful.
"Professor, please don't say anything. For what little is left of my summer holidays, I am hoping will be the most peaceful and resting, after all I will need it right?"
She really didn't feel like delving into her ocean of emotions and traumatic experiences, all she wanted to do was forget them and live in peace. But she knew that her dream would probably never come true, thus producing an ominous view of her return to Hogwarts.
He understood, and remained quiet as he seemingly floated forward to embrace the child.
"RAWR!"
Ronny screeched, she latched onto Thorns shirt and ripped him out from his hiding place, he was covered in dirt and soot but she didn't mind. She was looking for blood.
"Look! Ronny! I can explain! He came to me, and offered and and…I didn't want to leave Linn alone, I mean look how bad she fared when she took that disastrous trip to Diagon, and that was only a day. What more a whole school year without your smart and loving…guidance?"
She hissed at the terrified man, a look of pure anger on her face.
"I'm sorry! I am! But if he had come to you individually you would've accepted, no matter how much you argue with the girl you still try and protect her. And besides, I've already talked to Trey about it. And he even suggested you two saving money and bunking together, even though it's all expenses paid…he insisted. And…uh…it's one bed?"
"He did?"
Once again showing her amazingly bipolar brain, she dropped Thorn to the floor and began to blush. Thorn let out a sigh of relief then checked to see if he had pissed himself. Hoping to save more time before she got angry again he piped.
"He's coming around 4 you know? Oh and would you look at that it's 3:45, he'll be here in any minute"
Just as he predicted she rushed of into her room, he picked himself of the floor and attempted to wipe the residue of off his face.
Dumbledore laughed at the poor man, and offered him his handkerchief.
Thorn gladly took it, skeptically looking over Hermione in worry. She smiled at his motherly maneuver and shook her head as if to say there was no need to worry.
"I have a had time believing that."
He replied in a whisper.
Dumbledore patted Thorn on the shoulder and said.
"Well looks like the news has been spread, and I'm sure you know that all Professors must be at Hogwarts 2 days before the students arrive? Hermione will be coming along with you I suppose. Congratulations Thorn, you have just become Hogwarts newest Professor of the new named class that is required for graduation 'Muggle Studies". I'll be seeing you seen then. Please take good care of the girl, I wouldn't expect you to falter in your good parenting now after all, I wouldn't be giving you this job if I didn't trust you. Goodbye."
Dumbledore then disappeared leaving a white flurry of smoke in his wake. Hermione practically tackled Thorn, gripping onto him for dear life. For a minute he thought she was crying and had already switched into comfort mode. But he became at ease again when he felt her soft laughter vibrate through his chest. She looked up at him with a wide smile, a total opposite reaction to the whole ordeal then he had expected.
"You're filthy"
She claimed with a smile, he laughed at her and continued to wipe his face.
"Thank you Thorn."
She stepped back, clasped her hands behind her back and looked up at him with endearing eyes.
"Thank you so much…I don't know if I could've made it without you, I just don't know what I would've done!"
The tears started again, he laughed at her silly melodramatics, patting her on the back in comfort.
"Don't be foolish, the only reason he gave us all jobs was because he knew we would've very well snuck onto the train and followed you. You honestly don't think I'm about to leave my beautiful creation in some dark, dingy and totally unfashionable bachelors pad do you? You must be insane my dear. You cost far to much for that."
She smiled even wider, trying not to feel stupid as she wiped her futile tears with the hem of her dress.
He stepped back in aversion, watching as she wiped off her running mascara on a 245 pound white Chanel dress. Mouth dropping to the floor and practically spitting venom he shrieked.
"OH MY GOD YOU BITCH!"