This is MoMo-chan. Yay!
I don't own Harry Potter... or any of the characters... i have all the books tho:
"Oh, welcome Harry," I greeted happily, as the boy-who-lived walked into my office. "Care for a lemon drop?" The dark haired boy shook his head no and sat down. I admit I did feel a little dejected but of course it didn't show on the outside. Why doesn't anyone ever want one of my delicious muggle candies? (They are quite good if I don't say so myself! lol.)
"Why am I here professor?" Harry inquired, breaking the awkward silence between us. I looked to the boy with that knowing sparkle in my eyes.
"I wanted someone who was present to explain the situation that has arisen." I said leaning forward slightly on my desk. "Well?" The boy shifted under his gaze, and clasped his hands nervously.
I laughed like a mad man on the inside, thinking to the current problem at Hogwarts. Feeling like the boy needed a good laugh also, I chuckled lightly on the outside, mentally urging him to do the same. No such luck.
"Harry. Lighten' up my boy. It isn't that bad of a situation is it?" I said, laughing insanely (on the inside of course). It was actually really funny if you thought about it. He looked at me as if I was the nutty headmaster I am. I guess he didn't think it so funny. Hmm…
"But professor!" he practically yelled standing up. "It is a bad situation! This is Hermione we're talking about!" I held back a smile as he said her name. Yes, Hermione. Bless the poor soul. But it was just too bloody funny. It was for the best anyways.
"Yes, I know we are talking about Miss Granger. What other problems are there concerning you that I don't know of?" I asked coyly. I braced myself for the outburst. I waited a few seconds. It didn't come. I wonder what- oh, there it is.
"THIS ISN'T FUNNY PROFESSOR!" he yelled clinching his fists, his knuckles turning a nice shade of white. "HERMIONE IS GOING BLOODY CRAZY! AND YOU JUST SIT IN YOUR LITTLE OFFICE AND LAUGH IT UP! DON'T YOU?! DON'T YOU, YOU BLOODY NUT CASE!" He paused to take a breath. I dived in before he could say anymore.
"Are you quite done Harry?" I asked, knowing the answer.
"OF COURSE NOT! HERMIONE IS ONE OF MY BEST FRIENDS! AND YOU TREAT THIS DEVELOPMENT AS IF IT'S NOTHING! IT IS DEFINITELY SOMETHING! AND YOU BETTER BLOODY FIX IT TOO, OR I'M GUNNA-" he shouted, before I cut in again.
"Harry, I know you're mad, but resorting to treats is not going to help this little predicament of Miss Grangers," I interjected biting my lip to hold back the chuckle that was threatening to escape. "I don't even fully know how this happened, so therefore I cannot fix it. Now if you'll sit down and tell me, I may be able to help you."
Merlin, that temper of his, just like Lily's. Surprisingly, without the red hair to blame it on. I chuckled at the thought, making Harry's glare even more menacing. This was going to be a long day, I sighed tiredly. Then without hesitation, I looked into that bone-chilling glare, and stared blankly right back. I arched my eyebrow in hopes he would start his story soon.
I had tea with Severus at three...
And everyone knew how he acted when you were late. Poor Professor Sprout. Her eyebrows didn't grow back completely for four months. I'd really like to keep my eyebrows. I'd like to keep them so much I voiced my opinion to Harry. He was overly confused.
"Okaaay," he said giving me a funny look, then taking a deep breath. "It all started with…"
Okay. Yeah I know. I reposted this chapter cuz I changed one little tiny part. And I'm posting the second chapter [[FINALLY today. Hopefully I'll post more regularly now that I have internet again. :P
Thnx for reading.