AN: i've taken an intrest in ADMM stories so i thought hey, why not write one of my own?
Disclaimer: Dont own any HP characters.
Ch 1: A Different Kind of Payback
Aberforth Dumbledore stood, his wand out-stretched, infront of a hansome wooden desk, staring his opponent in the eye.
"Take it, Albus. Otherwise I will be forced to hex you," he stated. He was, of course, talking to the headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, one of the greatest wizards of the age.
"Put your wand away before you hurt somebody," Albus Dumbledore ordered with that signature twinkle in his eyes. Rather than alarmed, Albus looked very amused at the thought of his brother's threat. Quite frankly, he would've been more worried is Aberforth was aiming for the person next to him.
"Not until you take that bag of gold," Aberforth replied. Albus sighed, picked up the bag of gold Galleons on his desk, and threw it at his younger brother.
"A flobberworm would've figured out by now that I will not take any money from you," he stated solemly.
"But I owe you."
"No, you don't."
"Yes, I do. You didn't have to buy me The Hog's Head, but you did. Now I want to pay you back," Aberforth replied stubbornly.
"I believe you've tried to pay me back for that pub 584 times over these past eight years and every time I have said that the pub was your 100th birthday present. Forget it, Aberforth," Albus ordered.
"But Albus-" Aberforth started, but he might as well have been talking to a brick wall for at that very moment a dark-haired woman by the name of Minerva McGonagall walked into the office. His elder brother appeared to be entranced by her from the second she walked into the room.
"Oh, I'm sorry, Professor Dumbledore. I didn't realize-" she started.
"It's alright, Minerva. You weren't interupting anything important," Albus said, smiling kindly. Aberforth raised his eyebrows. He knew Minerva was a teacher at Hogwarts, Transfiguration, if he was not mistaken. He also knew that she was Head of Gryffindor house and Albus's deputy. Just what she was deputy of, he had yet to find out.
"Oh, well, Argus wants you to look over his reports for the students. He also has quite a few new punishments he wants you to approve," she explained, handing him some forms.
"Probably all for James Potter and Sirius Black. Thank you very much, Minerva," he smiled kindly. At this point, Aberforth loudly cleared his throat (AN: think umbridge style).
"Oh, have you met my brother, Aberforth?" Albus asked in after-thought.
"No, I don't think I have," she smiled kindly.
"Well, then. Aberforth, this is Minerva McGonagall. Minerva, this is Aberforth," he introduced.
"Pleasure's all mine," Aberforth said, extending a hand. She took it.
"Likewise, of course. Well, I hate to run, but I have lesson plans to attend to," and with that, she briskly exited the way she entered.
"Your deputy, right?" Aberforth asked. Albus nodded.
"Can see why. Meow!" he smirked.
"Implying what, Aberforth?" Albus asked, his eyes narrowing.
"Nothing. Nothing. Just wondering if you two ever play cowboys and idians," he said, almost fit to burst out laughing, when Albus rose to his feet.
"Sorry, Al, Ol' buddy. But seriously, she does seem to have your entire attention span on her at all times. Am I invited to the wedding?" he teased.
"Do you want ME to hex you, Aberforth?" Albus threatened, which by all means, was much more impressive than his brother.
"Okay. Calm down. Take a joke. Anyways, I'd better get back to the pub. I'll see you later, Loverboy," Aberforth was just quick enough to dodge his brother's spell and speed out the door.
Albus and Minerva sittin' in a tree, K-I-S-S-
"Think we should be getting back to the castle, Mauraders?" Aberforth's chant of Albus kissing Minerva McGonagall in a tree was interupted by a mild male voice. He could see that it came from a group of four boys-students, obviously- standing outside of Zonko's Joke shop.
"And be in before curfew, Remus? Honestly, how long have you known us, Moony? Us being on time for something is about as likely as-" the boy with messy hair stopped to think.
"As McGonagall and Dumbledore ever going out," the boy with long dark hair finished for him. Interesting...
"Do you ever run out of McGonagall and Dumbledore analogies, Sirius?" Remus asked.
"No. They just give me too much amunition. They're together all the time yet they're too blind to see that they want each other," Sirius answered. The fourth boy laughed wildly.
"They that close?" Aberforth asked them suddenly. All four of them regarded him with surprise. The messy-haired boy was the first to recover.
"Yeah. Who're you?" he asked. These boys just gave Aberforth an idea. Albus was obviously in love with Minerva. That was the first time Aberforth had ever seen his brother flirt with a woman scince they were young and no matter how Albus tried to deny it, he was lonely. If Aberforth could get them together, Albus would be very grateful and Aberforth's debt for the pub would be repaid. And he could use a little help.
"Aberforth Dumbledore and I have to ask, how well do you know my brother and Minerva McGonagall? " he asked.
"We're they're students. See them on a sometimes hourly baises due to our lack of following the rules," Remus answered, still mildly surprised.
"Excellent. Let's go to my pub and talk," Aberforth motioned for them to follow.
"Cool. I'm James Potter and these are my friends, Remus Lupin, Sirius Black, and Peter Pettigrew,"
"Should we follow him?" Peter asked.
"Why not?" James shrugged, leading his friends to follow their headmaster's brother.
AN: so what do you think? it should get funnier in later chapters. please R&R!