Tell us, Professor Challenge 49 response

[robinfawkes]

I'm not intirely sure I'm sticking to the rules of challenge 49 but this idea has been running round my brain for a while now, it kinda fits into my other story 'Secret life of Albus Dumbledore' and if I ever have time to get on with that one I might sqeeze it in there...
Now remember I'm a newbie, I haven't read the books yet and have only seen the first two movies as I'm still in denial about Sir Richard Harris'death (everybody repeat after me Sir Richard Harris is not dead Sir Richard Harris is not dead Sir Richard Harris is not dead) so I will have sinned against all that is holy in Harry Potter Land but this is my alternative universe and I rule this land... ;D
So here goes (please don't shoot me)

[robinfawkes]

Tell us, professor
Harry, Hermione and even Ron were starting to get nervous about the upcoming Yule ball. They were chattering away in the Gryffindor common room late into the night, they didn’t even notice that their head of House, Professor McGonagall and their headmaster, professor Dumbledore had entered the room. Thank Merlin for that as the couple had been deeply engrossed in themselves, they hadn’t expected to run into any students at the late hour and had forsaken their ‘we’re just friends and colleagues’ routine. One really underestimates the sheer joy that can be found in the simple things, like an innocent little kiss until one has to pretend to ‘just be friends’ all the time.
Once Hermione noticed their teachers, she suddenly had a simply brilliant idea. “Professors, we desperately need your help” she exclaimed. Harry and Ron shared a look that said “what is she on about?’ But Minerva understood almost without words, “feeling a bit nervous about the Yule ball, miss Granger?’ she answered with a small smile making it’s way to her face. “Exactly, professor and I know it sounds desperate but could you tell us you favourite ball memories, please?” Hermione was getting quite exited now and added her signature pout to that question for added effect.
While Minerva went through her memories, trying to find one she could tell without giving too much away or raising too many questions, Albus had already found one. “Well, Miss Grangers I would love to tell you one of my favourites however it doesn’t involve a Yule ball. It took place at an earlier Hogwarts tradition, unfortunately long passed, ‘the Hogwarts sisters Christmas eve ball’. Hermione was beaming with delight at this point, Harry and Ron simply raised their eyebrows at each other. Minerva was already losing herself in the memory and for the life of her could stifle a giggle, luckily no one noticed.
Albus began to tell his tale, the man had really missed his calling, I dare you to find a better storyteller than the fabulous Albus Dumbledore.
“One night I was awoken by the strangest of sounds. But this is Hogwarts, strange things are what we do however the Christmas holidays had begun and the castle was nearly empty. The few students who had to remain here for the duration of the holidays had been gathered together in the one tower, his tower, the Gryffindor tower. As such the safety of those students had been placed in my hands so I chose to investigate. I found my way to the great hall, the noise intensifying with every step I took.
I tried the door but it was looked, so I knocked. I felt quite silly, I could have easily opened the door with a spell but something compelled me to knock, so I knocked. And to my surprise one of my students, one of my Gryffindors no less, opened the door. “Professor, you made it” she exclaimed.”
Now when I say that Albus Dumbledore is a great storyteller, I mean every word of it. He told a tale so vivid that the golden trio could actually see what was going on. The words slowly making way for the images until it seemed Albus wasn’t telling them a story any more, he was showing them. As vivid as in a pensive memory, they had watched as a younger Dumbledore had wandered to the great hall and had seen the doors swing open to reveal a stunningly beautiful young witch with long black hair flowing over her shoulders in waves and the most striking green eyes any of them had ever seen. The three friends were staring at her with their mouths hanging open but the biggest shock had yet to come.
“Minerva, what on earth is that?” the younger Dumbledore asked the beauty standing before him. (Now three yaws fell to the floor in shock) Minerva, age 16, looked at her professor, trying to gage his mood before answering:” oh professor, you’re not That old, surely you still recognise a party when you see one…” The smile that went with that would have made any Slytherin proud. “Welcome to the Hogwarts sisters Christmas eve party. Designed to cheer up all those who either have no families to go home to or have families so afraid of Gindewald and his cronies that they would rather have the children safe here at Hogwarts than at home with them.” She continued.
“I can see that, Miss Mcgonagall, every student who has had to stay here for the holiday seems to be assembled here. But I was referring to that infernal noise that seems to be coming form here.” Dumbledore started to sound amused now, so maybe he didn’t think it was that infernal after all. “ Divination project” This left Albus looking quite confused so Minerva elaborated “ Remember those nightmares I’ve been having lately? Well Professor (insert name here) thinks that they are a way for the seer in me to come out, I’ve tried to convince him that there is no seer in me but it's no use, you know what he’s like. He ‘s worse than Sybill. Anyway, he said that if I keep my inner eye busy with something else the nightmares would stop. So I’ve been focussing on music of the future. And in honour of the boy in my nightmares I’ve chosen music from the year when he will be 16, well sort of, I tried to get the exact year but since my nightmares have raised more questions than answered them I’ve hazarded a guess at 1997.” She was rambling and would have gone on for a while if Albus hadn’t interrupted her.
“I understand, Minerva. I see no harm in this so I will allow it. I bid you goodnight” he turned and was about to walk back to his rooms when Minerva”s voice called him back. “You misunderstand, professor” He turned to face her again, with a somewhat bewildered look on his face. “you see; Mara Poppy Silvia and I have done this since our first year. Of course then it was just the four of us, but it was quite a party. Professor Flitwick caught us. We were petrified that he would get us into trouble or worse expelled but he was just upset because we hadn’t invited him. He’s been our DJ ever since. But he also helps to get every one here. He places a very complicated Silencing Charm on the rooms of Professors we don’t want crashing our party. They and Mister Filch especially sleep through the party without ever even knowing. All the other rooms are left untouched, so that their occupants can hear the party and join if they wish.” Minerva explained, smiling like a child on Christmas morning. “So you see, professor while we are sorry for waking you up, we are very glad you decided to join. We felt you could use some holiday cheer, perhaps even more than the rest of us do.”
The smile on Minerva’s face was nothing compared to the smile on Albus his face, let me tell you. “I’d be honoured, Miss Mcgonagall.” He said as he bowed to her, once a gentleman always a gentleman. “Good” she said suddenly very serious “Since my boyfriend has abandoned me, in favour of his family, I am in need of a escort…” she extended her hand to him, but hesitated to take it. “Well I’m sure mister Malfoy or mister Riddle would oblige you by taking Alexander’s place” he answered with an impish grin. “Professor, I understand that they refuse to give up on me because they are Slytherin after all, but I thought you to be more intelligent. However for the sake of argument I will repeat myself once more. The day I date a Slytherin: pigs will learn how to fly, hell will freeze over, the earth will turn out flat after all, the sun will revolve around earth for a change, a Hufflepuff will pass Potion with an O, Mara will keep a secret for longer than 5 minutes,…”
“Ok ok, Minerva I think you’ve made your point.” Albus managed to choke this out in between two fits of giggles. “I’m sorry, professor but I got an other ‘You will be the queen of evil empire’ note from Riddle earlier. That git gives me the creeps. But lets not think of them anymore. We are here to enjoy ourselves.”
Albus couldn’t agree more and offered her his arm, “could I have this dance, milady” She didn’t answer, instead she linked her arm through his and allowed him to lead her in to the Great Hall, where the crowd cleared the centre of the dance floor, slightly shocked to see their professor dance with a student. But boy, could they dance, he waltzed her around the room in perfect time with the modern music and wherever he led her, she followed. As the trio watched them glide across the dance floor, the doors to the great hall were closing as Albus finished the story and the image dissolved.
Once out of the reverie, Albus turned to Minerva and asked: “What ever happened to the Hogwarts sisters Christmas eve party?” with a very serious and genuine bewildered look. “ The Sisters graduated, Albus. Now I do believe it is well passed your bedtime, wouldn’t you agree? Come on of to bed with you lot. Your Yule Ball will be wonderful as it is every year, so stop worrying” Strict Professor mode had kicked in but in reality she had only wanted to avoid the barrage of questions Albus ’tale had brought up. Those would have to wait for an other day.
The End

Note: It's probably full of grammar mistakes too, but i got to get to class so I'll check it later...
Hope you enjoy that...

[amandahleigh]

This was a little difficult to read sometimes, due to the structure and some lack of punctuation, but it was a nice first try.

I loved this line:

oh professor, you’re not That old, surely you still recognise a party when you see one

It was so cute; I had to laugh out loud. ;D

[angeldust]

Nice first fic I agree with the help of a beta reader it could be much better but i was quite sweet and funny