Post by KayleeTonksLupin on Dec 16, 2004 17:33:50 GMT -5
A/N: Okies, this is a challenge from the challenge board...uh...*tries to remember whose challenge it was* Darnit! Can't remember...*headdesk**headdesk* Sorry...anyways, has to do with Albus, Min, and FUDGE!
Professor McGonagall was seated at the High Table, looking down at the students of Hogwarts. It felt odd to be seated here, in the center, at Albus' place. He had been forced into stepping down, this time for good. As Madam Hooch led in the first-years and the Sorting Hat began its song, she wasn't really listening. Her mind was on her husband.
Numbly, she went upstairs to bed, and when she got to her chambers she noticed a large box sitting on her bed. She opened it, and Albus jumped out, covered in...
"Albus, is that...FUDGE?" she demanded, startled. He nodded, laughing. He was absolutely coated in the chocolate fudge, except for his eyes, hair, and beard.
She breathed in the scent. It mixed rather nicely with her husband's usual scent of sherbet lemons, she decided.
"What made you decide to do this, Albus? Cover yourself in fudge? You look absolutely ridiculous!" His face fell.
"Minerva, my dear, call it being a Dumbledore eccentric, but I thought, perhaps, I might just...ah, show you the wonders of fudge?"
"The wonders of...oh..." she whispered, as Albus' chocolate-covered hand traced her cheek.
"Albus! You're covering me in chocolate!" He smiled.
"Now, what do you say, Minerva?"
"Please..." She melted in his chocolate arms. "please...go on, don't...don't stop there."
And he didn't.
Professor McGonagall was seated at the High Table, looking down at the students of Hogwarts. It felt odd to be seated here, in the center, at Albus' place. He had been forced into stepping down, this time for good. As Madam Hooch led in the first-years and the Sorting Hat began its song, she wasn't really listening. Her mind was on her husband.
Numbly, she went upstairs to bed, and when she got to her chambers she noticed a large box sitting on her bed. She opened it, and Albus jumped out, covered in...
"Albus, is that...FUDGE?" she demanded, startled. He nodded, laughing. He was absolutely coated in the chocolate fudge, except for his eyes, hair, and beard.
She breathed in the scent. It mixed rather nicely with her husband's usual scent of sherbet lemons, she decided.
"What made you decide to do this, Albus? Cover yourself in fudge? You look absolutely ridiculous!" His face fell.
"Minerva, my dear, call it being a Dumbledore eccentric, but I thought, perhaps, I might just...ah, show you the wonders of fudge?"
"The wonders of...oh..." she whispered, as Albus' chocolate-covered hand traced her cheek.
"Albus! You're covering me in chocolate!" He smiled.
"Now, what do you say, Minerva?"
"Please..." She melted in his chocolate arms. "please...go on, don't...don't stop there."
And he didn't.
Oh lordy...That was great XDDD
