|Nancy Drew And The Case Of The Bubotuber Pus
Author: oddment1 PM
Someone sent a envelope of Bubotuber Pus. Who did it? Nancy Drew is on the case.Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Mystery/Romance - Hermione G. & Bess M. - Chapters: 23 - Words: 19,635 - Reviews: 4 - Favs: 7 - Follows: 2 - Updated: 01-20-12 - Published: 01-27-11 - Status: Complete - id: 6691979
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Ten years passed into the future. The final war was long over and Professor McGonagall was the Headmistress of Hogwarts. She had been ever since the war ended. These days, one would find Auror Nancy Drew living inside a medium size brick house. Neville became the Herbology teacher and Bess became the teacher of Muggle Studies.
Today, Nancy was slaving over a hot stove with her wand in hand to prepare for her overnight guest. Eventually, Nancy took out a plate of pork chops and carrots from the oven and set them on the kitchen table. Then, she mixed ingredients in a bowl to make batter which would eventually become a plate of chocolate chip cookies. Nancy knew that this was the preferred cookie choice of her special visitor. She pinched one of the cookies to taste it and regretted that her cooking would never be up to Hannah's quality.
After preparing dinner, Nancy dug out a set of toy blocks and a stuffed pig from the closet and set them on the living room table. Just as she did all of that, the doorbell rang. Nancy smiled as she walked to the door to open it since she knew who had rang the bell.
"Hello, Mr. and Mrs. Longbottom!" Nancy greeted as she gave first Bess and then Neville a hug.
"Hello, Nancy!" Neville and Bess replied together,
"Happy anniversary," Nancy spoke out. "So where's my guest?"
A round face two year old girl with curly black hair ran out from behind Neville to give Nancy a hug.
"Hello, Anastasia," Nancy greeted as she picked up the youngest Longbottom and gave her a kiss.
"Hello, Aunt Nancy," Anastasia replied.
"You be good for Aunt Nancy," Bess ordered.
"Yes, mommy," Anastasia obeyed.
"We'll see you tomorrow," Neville declared. "Mommy and daddy love you!"
"I love you," Anastasia called out.
Nancy carried her guest into the kitchen and sat her in a high chair. She fed Anastasia her dinner and then ate her own. After dinner, Nancy and Anastasia made a huge castle out of blocks. They put flags on top and flower stickers all over the castle. Anastasia got tired of building the castle after a while and got Nancy to chase her in a game of tag. The game soon got to be too much for the young Longbottom and she stopped to yawn sleepily.
"I think someone needs to go to bed," Nancy ordered as she picked up Anastasia and handed her the stuffed pig.
Nancy carried her guest into a spare bedroom with pink frilly curtains and a blue armchair. Nancy tucked young Anastasia in bed with a kiss.
"Tell me a story, Aunt Nancy," Anastasia begged.
"Okay, what story would you like to hear?" Nancy asked as she sat down in the recliner.
"My story," Anastasia replied.
"Oh, I like that story," Nancy agreed. "Once upon a time, there was a prince and a princess. The prince liked the princess but he was very shy. As days went by, the prince got a little bolder because his love for the princess grew. Nobody respected the prince until one day, the Evil Lord Ferret tried to push the princess around. The prince got so mad that he knocked down the Evil Lord Ferret. The princess could not believe her eyes. She was so impressed that her love for the prince began. Their love grew and grew until they couldn't help but get married and have a beautiful baby girl."
Nancy stopped the story when she saw that her young charge had fallen asleep.
"And they lived happily ever after," Nancy spoke as she turned out the light.
Neville and Bess Longbottom appeared at The Magic Dragon, a fancy restaurant in Diagon Alley. Each table had a tablecloth that had a pattern of red and white checkers. Romantic music came from an unseen source. Only people who were completely in love with each other came into this restaurant.
"Now, there is a happy couple!" a familiar waitress proclaimed as she approached the couple to offer them a seat at a table in the middle of the room.
"Hello, George," Bess greeted.
"Order whatever you like," George commanded. "It's my treat. Consider it my anniversary present."
"Thank you," Bess replied. "I'll have the pheasant and a glass of pumpkin juice."
"I'll have the bouillabaisse and a butterbeer," Neville requested.
Neville could not help but stare at his wife as he ate after George brought in the couple's order. He was so entranced that someone could have set off their entire collection of fireworks and he wouldn't have noticed.
"Bess, do you think you'll want to have more children?" Neville wondered.
"Do you?" Bess replied.
"I know it can be lonely being an only child," Neville stated.
"Okay, we can have more children if you want," Bess agreed.
"Are you sure?" Neville probed. "I know it couldn't have been easy for you to have Anastasia."
"I survived," Bess spoke out with a shrug.
Neville and Bess finished the night at the Leaky Cauldron not knowing that they would soon have their second child.