A/N: One day, I will get round to doing those requests you left me... one day...
MEMOS
So. What did you think?
Of what?
What do you think? The only thing we've done today!
Eh. It was alright.
Alright? ALRIGHT? That is all you have to say about this day of wonderment.
Albus, it was only ten pin bowling.
ONLY TEN PIN BOWLING, SHE SAYS!
Yes she does say! And please stop shouting at me in memos.
I'M NOT SHOUTING AT YOU!
THEN STOP WRITING IN CAPITAL LETTERS!
NOW YOU'RE SHOUTING AT ME.
I'M ILLUSTRATING A POINT.
I'M JUST WRITING.
WELL DON'T – Severus is on his way.
So how was your day, Minerva?
Oh, quite lovely, Albus. Quite lovely.
You two are sounding surprisingly sane today. Were you in the middle of flirting when I came in?
No.
And "surprisingly sane"? Whatever do you mean by that, my dear boy?
I mean that you two are either going at it like rabbits or you're about to slit each other's' throats.
Aren't they the same thing.
No, Albus.
But I thought that –
Please stop.
But I don't like –
Albus.
Minerva, I –
Albus!
Sweet Merlin, you were flirting! Whatever must your husband think of this, Minerva?
We were not flirting, Severus! Don't you have marking to do?
It's not as interesting as this, though.
Go, Severus, before I turn your nose into a pig's snout. Permanently!
*Insert rolling eyes here*. Good evening, then.
Is he gone.
…
Seems like it…
Minerva?
Yes, Albus?
What does "at it like rabbits" mean?
One day, Albus, when you are a bit older, I might just tell you.
Minerva, I'm seventy-three.
Hush now.