(A/N: I have 6 reviews on this story total. Come on now. We can do better than that, can't we? Sorry it took me forever to update. Damn computer got a virus. So… yeah. Cookies to you all!)
Albus. That is not funny at all. You. Are. Dead. Now.
Dear Merlin, save me. SEVERUS!!
Run wherever the hell you want. I will find you and I will kill you.
But it was the Marauders that I have to thank for their excellent artistic work.
ALBUS! PhotoShopping my head onto a porn model and BLOWING IT UP FOR THE ENTIRE HOUSE TO SEE DOES NOT COUNT AS ARTISTIC WORK!!! IT COUNTS AS A FREAKING DEATH WISH!!
Be that as it may, you still looked rather nice in that black lingerie.
Married, Albus. I am married.
And I'm a flobberworm.
You certainly have the intelligence of one.
Why thank y-- HEY!
And that is why I run the school.
But I'm the Headmaster.
Or so you like to think.
Point taken. I believe that there is a Muggle saying that can be modified to fit our situation: I have to listen to you, or you won't let me be Headmaster anymore.
Damn straight, old man.
Yes, well, I also think that straightness ought to be damned--
YOU PERVERTED ARSE!
I'm surprised you didn't see that coming. You are the one who always apprehends the Marauder's notes.
Speaking of the vile things, I caught a rather interesting one today.
Err... really?
Yes. They seemed to think that I had approved a school-wide pranking contest. You wouldn't happen to know anything about this, would you Albus?
Absolutely not. I would never condone such a thing.
And then when I asked why they thought such a thing, they pointed out to me a small notice on the House Bulletin Board, where both my and your names were on. The funny thing was your name looked legitimate. Mine looked a little strange. And it was signed in PURPLE INK.
Damn.
Yep.
So... where exactly should I be running?
No where in particular.
Minerva? Do you happen to know who is knocking on my door?
I will ignore how perverted that sounds, and advise to you that if you value your life you will not open the door. I believe Sybil predicted a mad ax-man.
SEVERUS!! SAVE ME!!
