Harry ran his fingers through his messy hair nervously. He was
currently standing outside the Headmaster's office door, debating on how to
break the news to him best. He had decided to talk to him, face to face,
rather than over a computer.
Harry had taken his firebolt and invisibility cloak and flown to London. From there, he found the Leaky Cauldron, and used the fireplace to floo powder over to Hogwarts. Currently, he was pondering what Dumbledor would do about the situation, whether he should really show him the papers he had printed of the offensive fanfics, and whether boxers or briefs are the best. He shook his head to clear that last thought.
To his surprise, the Gargoyle suddenly sprang to life and hopped aside. Standing before him was Dumbledor. The wizened wizard was smiling fondly at him.
::I wonder if there's anything he doesn't know sometimes:: Harry thought. Nothing seemed to surprise this man. Dumbledor motioned Harry into his office.
"Hello Harry", Dumbledor greeted. "Take a seat. Could I interest you in a lemon drop?"
"Er, no thanks," Harry replied. After a few moments of silence (filled with Dumbledor stuffing down lemon drops), Harry decided to breach the topic of his visit.
"Professor Dumbledor, I came here because-"
"I know, Harry I know."
"Sir, we-"
"Relax my boy, relax. It's ok. I know why you're here."
"You do?" Harry asked, sounding shocked. He quickly got over his shock as he remembered that Dumbledor knew everything.
"Actually, I don't know. Enlighten me."
Harry took a moment to get over this new shock, and then finally related his story to Dumbledor. He felt himself choking up with emotion; waves of sorrow washed over him as he told the tail of ultimate evil. He paused, unable to continue, after he told Dumbledor of the horror that Sirius had to endure, along with Remus.
"Harry, you need to tell me," Dumbledor encouraged. "Believe me. If I thought it would be better for you to wait and tell me later, then I'd let you stop there. But it won't get better until you tell me all of it."
His strength renewed, Harry once again delved into the horror tale. He stopped after he told Dumbledor about the fics that had been written about him and McGonagall, him and Poppy, Severus, and pretty much the rest of the school staff. He sat back, feeling relieved that it was over, and waited for the Headmaster's reply. After a few seconds went by, he chanced to look up. Dumbledor was contentedly un-sticking two lemon drops.
"Um, sir? Is there anything we should do about it?"
"What? Oh yes, yes, the situation at hand. Well, Harry, there is no reason to become despondent. We also must not emulate their actions. Their fallacious writing must be dealt with, but we must remain placate. To alleviate our feelings and rectify the morose concoctions, we must keep our wits about us. We shouldn't do this for adulation, and this must not happen to tersely. I do guarantee, though the in the end, the result will be prolific." Dumbledor sat back, seemingly satisfied with his speech.
Harry paused a moment, then questioned him. "Is that some long, cryptic message that I won't understand until I'm older?"
"No Harry. I just simply didn't know what to say, so, I just inserted big words where they seemed to fit. I do not know the definition of half of them."
"Oh," said Harry. He tried again. "So, you're saying, we should fight them?"
Dumbledor smiled and nodded at Harry's understanding. "Yes. We should." He turned to the fireplace, threw in some floo powder, and called for Professor McGonagall.
"Yes headmaster?"
"Professor, a word if you will."
"All right", she said, frowning. She stepped into the office.
"Prolific," Dumbledor said, simply.
"Pardon?"
"Prolific. That's the word, prolific. What does it mean?"
"Oh. Uh, I believe it means fruitful."
"Thank you, Professor," Dumbledor said, feeling even wiser than before.
"Albus?" Minerva started, "Why is Mr. Potter here? Is something wrong?"
"Alas, I believe so, my dear professor," Dumbledor said, sadly. The usual twinkle in his light blue eyes was now replaced by a cold fury. He told McGonagall the tragic tale, almost word for word exactly like Harry had. Harry was still in his chair, now stroking Fawks, trying to block out bad image after bad image. When Dumbledor had finished, and shown McGonagall the papers, she was in a shocked silence. The silence didn't last long, unfortunately.
"WHO WASTES THEIR TIME THINKING OF SUCH NONSENCE!? IT'S INSANE! I DON'T BELIEVE IT! UG, PEOPLE THESE DAYS!!!!!" Harry buried himself deeper in the chair cushion, in fear of being transfigured into a toad.
"Professor, I do believe we should correct this injustice. Will you accompany me to the fanfiction.net HQ?"
"Yes. Of course, headmaster," Minerva said, still looking flustered. All three of them left the office, and stopped outside the infirmary.
"Harry, I must ask you to stay in here for a little while to recover. Poppy?" Dumbledor called, "will you please give Mr. Potter here some dreamless sleep potion, then move him into a more comfortable room?"
"Yes sir," she replied after she came bustling in. Harry drank a potion, then, knew no more.
A/N: Sorry, not much McGonagall there. I'm still a bit out of wack from the accident. Hopefully, it'll go away. So far, the list of who's gonna be used in the grand final is as follows:
1.Gryf_Gal
2. Galadriel Weasley
3. Liyah
4. MaryChristmas
5. ksha2222
6. C-chan
7. Hermione Joanne Potter
8. Ronnikins-Gurl
Also, fanfics found so far will be:
1. Last Chance
2. Lion's Serpent
READ THIS! If you would like to be included in these lists, and be mentioned in the end as a character, then say so in a review! Now, thanks goes to:
Merle Charton: lol, ok! I'm writing! *starts on chappy ten*
seifuku-tennotsukai: *gasps* Oh no, you fainted! *panics and starts checking for pulse and breathing* *whew* you'll live! *wonders when you'll wake up*
Gryf_Gal: heh, it would be fun to fake amnesia, but I'd get into a heck of a lot of trouble. As for Pretty Boy Action Man (aka PBAM (pronounced "Pabam!")) I have plans for his role! Also, you'll be in the final chapters as you requested!
Galadriel Weasley: Thank you! And you'll be added to the final chapters too!
Reania: Ok, during the big ending, you're fanfic will be found! *hands you a box of tissues for the tears*
Liyah: Sankyuu! But don't look to me as a hero, look to Pabam! (if you don't get that, then read Gryf_Gal's response, lol) You're also now in the story!
lightprincess: thank you!
MaryChristmas: hehe, I like your name! And sure, now you're in the story too!
Gengi: why thank you! And in answer to your question, yes, he will be going to the HQ towards the end.
ksha2222: thanks for the long review! Yes, you may appear with Oliver at the end as well. Hm. infact, you can appear with Oliver AND sugar. There. Hehe
C-chan: Thanks, I do feel slightly better. And as for "Pabam!" (once again, if you don't understand this, read Gryf_Gal's response), you're welcome for the laugh! Also, welcome to the list of new characters!
padfoot rocks: Welcome to the story, new brilliant character! Lol, I liked your quote in the review. again. ack, you come up with great lines! It's not fair! *sobs* Oh yeah, I'll help with your writers block! *lame super here music starts to play*
Here comes, Pretty Boy Action Man! Brave enough to wear a tu-tu and cancan!
Nails that are so perfect, a shining smile! Golden hair that is on his head in piles!
Go, Pretty Boy, Go! Right the wrong! Right the wrong! Go, Pretty Boy, Go!
*Mars sits there and stares in disbelief* On second thought, sorry Padfoot, I really can't help you *glares at Lockhart who's primping in the mirror*
Hermione Joanne Potter: lol, it's ok! The reason I wrote those challenges was because I was too lazy to write them myself! And yes, welcome to the new cast!
NerinaDragonstongue: You're welcome, and I'll try to fit in Fleur! Actually, I think I can! *evil laugh at new idea*
Lilyanna: I'm sorry to hear about Mr. Snuggums! I'll keep writing!
Ronnikins-Girl: I remember you! Ok, that was a complete lie, but your old name does ring a bell! Thanks for all the complements, and yes, welcome to THE LIST!
Harry had taken his firebolt and invisibility cloak and flown to London. From there, he found the Leaky Cauldron, and used the fireplace to floo powder over to Hogwarts. Currently, he was pondering what Dumbledor would do about the situation, whether he should really show him the papers he had printed of the offensive fanfics, and whether boxers or briefs are the best. He shook his head to clear that last thought.
To his surprise, the Gargoyle suddenly sprang to life and hopped aside. Standing before him was Dumbledor. The wizened wizard was smiling fondly at him.
::I wonder if there's anything he doesn't know sometimes:: Harry thought. Nothing seemed to surprise this man. Dumbledor motioned Harry into his office.
"Hello Harry", Dumbledor greeted. "Take a seat. Could I interest you in a lemon drop?"
"Er, no thanks," Harry replied. After a few moments of silence (filled with Dumbledor stuffing down lemon drops), Harry decided to breach the topic of his visit.
"Professor Dumbledor, I came here because-"
"I know, Harry I know."
"Sir, we-"
"Relax my boy, relax. It's ok. I know why you're here."
"You do?" Harry asked, sounding shocked. He quickly got over his shock as he remembered that Dumbledor knew everything.
"Actually, I don't know. Enlighten me."
Harry took a moment to get over this new shock, and then finally related his story to Dumbledor. He felt himself choking up with emotion; waves of sorrow washed over him as he told the tail of ultimate evil. He paused, unable to continue, after he told Dumbledor of the horror that Sirius had to endure, along with Remus.
"Harry, you need to tell me," Dumbledor encouraged. "Believe me. If I thought it would be better for you to wait and tell me later, then I'd let you stop there. But it won't get better until you tell me all of it."
His strength renewed, Harry once again delved into the horror tale. He stopped after he told Dumbledor about the fics that had been written about him and McGonagall, him and Poppy, Severus, and pretty much the rest of the school staff. He sat back, feeling relieved that it was over, and waited for the Headmaster's reply. After a few seconds went by, he chanced to look up. Dumbledor was contentedly un-sticking two lemon drops.
"Um, sir? Is there anything we should do about it?"
"What? Oh yes, yes, the situation at hand. Well, Harry, there is no reason to become despondent. We also must not emulate their actions. Their fallacious writing must be dealt with, but we must remain placate. To alleviate our feelings and rectify the morose concoctions, we must keep our wits about us. We shouldn't do this for adulation, and this must not happen to tersely. I do guarantee, though the in the end, the result will be prolific." Dumbledor sat back, seemingly satisfied with his speech.
Harry paused a moment, then questioned him. "Is that some long, cryptic message that I won't understand until I'm older?"
"No Harry. I just simply didn't know what to say, so, I just inserted big words where they seemed to fit. I do not know the definition of half of them."
"Oh," said Harry. He tried again. "So, you're saying, we should fight them?"
Dumbledor smiled and nodded at Harry's understanding. "Yes. We should." He turned to the fireplace, threw in some floo powder, and called for Professor McGonagall.
"Yes headmaster?"
"Professor, a word if you will."
"All right", she said, frowning. She stepped into the office.
"Prolific," Dumbledor said, simply.
"Pardon?"
"Prolific. That's the word, prolific. What does it mean?"
"Oh. Uh, I believe it means fruitful."
"Thank you, Professor," Dumbledor said, feeling even wiser than before.
"Albus?" Minerva started, "Why is Mr. Potter here? Is something wrong?"
"Alas, I believe so, my dear professor," Dumbledor said, sadly. The usual twinkle in his light blue eyes was now replaced by a cold fury. He told McGonagall the tragic tale, almost word for word exactly like Harry had. Harry was still in his chair, now stroking Fawks, trying to block out bad image after bad image. When Dumbledor had finished, and shown McGonagall the papers, she was in a shocked silence. The silence didn't last long, unfortunately.
"WHO WASTES THEIR TIME THINKING OF SUCH NONSENCE!? IT'S INSANE! I DON'T BELIEVE IT! UG, PEOPLE THESE DAYS!!!!!" Harry buried himself deeper in the chair cushion, in fear of being transfigured into a toad.
"Professor, I do believe we should correct this injustice. Will you accompany me to the fanfiction.net HQ?"
"Yes. Of course, headmaster," Minerva said, still looking flustered. All three of them left the office, and stopped outside the infirmary.
"Harry, I must ask you to stay in here for a little while to recover. Poppy?" Dumbledor called, "will you please give Mr. Potter here some dreamless sleep potion, then move him into a more comfortable room?"
"Yes sir," she replied after she came bustling in. Harry drank a potion, then, knew no more.
A/N: Sorry, not much McGonagall there. I'm still a bit out of wack from the accident. Hopefully, it'll go away. So far, the list of who's gonna be used in the grand final is as follows:
1.Gryf_Gal
2. Galadriel Weasley
3. Liyah
4. MaryChristmas
5. ksha2222
6. C-chan
7. Hermione Joanne Potter
8. Ronnikins-Gurl
Also, fanfics found so far will be:
1. Last Chance
2. Lion's Serpent
READ THIS! If you would like to be included in these lists, and be mentioned in the end as a character, then say so in a review! Now, thanks goes to:
Merle Charton: lol, ok! I'm writing! *starts on chappy ten*
seifuku-tennotsukai: *gasps* Oh no, you fainted! *panics and starts checking for pulse and breathing* *whew* you'll live! *wonders when you'll wake up*
Gryf_Gal: heh, it would be fun to fake amnesia, but I'd get into a heck of a lot of trouble. As for Pretty Boy Action Man (aka PBAM (pronounced "Pabam!")) I have plans for his role! Also, you'll be in the final chapters as you requested!
Galadriel Weasley: Thank you! And you'll be added to the final chapters too!
Reania: Ok, during the big ending, you're fanfic will be found! *hands you a box of tissues for the tears*
Liyah: Sankyuu! But don't look to me as a hero, look to Pabam! (if you don't get that, then read Gryf_Gal's response, lol) You're also now in the story!
lightprincess: thank you!
MaryChristmas: hehe, I like your name! And sure, now you're in the story too!
Gengi: why thank you! And in answer to your question, yes, he will be going to the HQ towards the end.
ksha2222: thanks for the long review! Yes, you may appear with Oliver at the end as well. Hm. infact, you can appear with Oliver AND sugar. There. Hehe
C-chan: Thanks, I do feel slightly better. And as for "Pabam!" (once again, if you don't understand this, read Gryf_Gal's response), you're welcome for the laugh! Also, welcome to the list of new characters!
padfoot rocks: Welcome to the story, new brilliant character! Lol, I liked your quote in the review. again. ack, you come up with great lines! It's not fair! *sobs* Oh yeah, I'll help with your writers block! *lame super here music starts to play*
Here comes, Pretty Boy Action Man! Brave enough to wear a tu-tu and cancan!
Nails that are so perfect, a shining smile! Golden hair that is on his head in piles!
Go, Pretty Boy, Go! Right the wrong! Right the wrong! Go, Pretty Boy, Go!
*Mars sits there and stares in disbelief* On second thought, sorry Padfoot, I really can't help you *glares at Lockhart who's primping in the mirror*
Hermione Joanne Potter: lol, it's ok! The reason I wrote those challenges was because I was too lazy to write them myself! And yes, welcome to the new cast!
NerinaDragonstongue: You're welcome, and I'll try to fit in Fleur! Actually, I think I can! *evil laugh at new idea*
Lilyanna: I'm sorry to hear about Mr. Snuggums! I'll keep writing!
Ronnikins-Girl: I remember you! Ok, that was a complete lie, but your old name does ring a bell! Thanks for all the complements, and yes, welcome to THE LIST!