Post by childminerva on Feb 2, 2007 19:13:01 GMT -5
I realise that OSUSprinks wrote the most amazing response to this challenge, but I thought she needed at least some competition 
So here is my little fic...after this is over I will add it to my 100 fanfic collection...I love it when things work out that way.
Let me know what you think...I hope I did the challenge justice.
(Thanks to mmadlyinlove for writing such a fun challenge)
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In The Dark
“Why can’t we just get the book from the Room of Requirement?” Ron Weasley asked as the three friends crept down the empty hallway covered by an invisibility cloak.
Next to him underneath the cloak, Hermione Granger sighed.
“We’ve already discussed this. Filch and Mrs. Norris have been watching that part of the castle,” she told him in a whisper. “Harry saw them on the map. But this part of the castle was clear, right Harry?”
“Um, well it was when I checked back in the common room,” Harry muttered.
“What do you mean?” Hermione demanded. She stopped walking, forcing the two boys to stumble under the cloak and stop as well.
“I accidentally left it in the dormitory, alright?” said Harry irritably.
“But Harry, how are we supposed to get back without running into someone?” asked Hermione, almost forgetting to lower her voice.
“Hush! We still have the cloak,” Harry told her. “Come on, we need to get that book from the library and get back to the common room.”
Hermione glared at Harry, but it went unnoticed in the darkness. The three continued on to the library and once inside, shuffled to the Restricted section. When they had made it to those special shelves, Hermione and Harry slipped out from under the cloak and began searching the titles for the book they needed. Ron stayed under the cloak and kept watch as the other two searched by the small light of their wands.
After a few minutes of searching, Harry and Hermione heard Ron rush over to them.
“I hear something,” he hissed.
Harry and Hermione quickly ducked under the cloak and waited silently. After a moment, they too heard something coming from a few bookshelves away.
As one, the three friends moved slowly towards the sound and stopped. Harry and Hermione still had their wands lit and the meager light filtered through the cloak, throwing a tiny amount of light upon the two figures before them.
Despite the poor lighting, there was no way to mistake the identity of the two people. Albus Dumbledore’s long white hair and beard absorbed the light and all three students knew that the tartan witch’s hat that lay discarded on the ground beside the couple could only belong to Minerva McGonagall.
The two professors were locked in a tight embrace, kissing passionately. As the stunned trio stood under the cloak, Dumbledore rubbed circles on McGonagall’s back with one hand while he pulled her dark hair from its perpetual bun. McGonagall ran her fingers through his hair and beard.
The noise that Ron had heard was the rustling of the adults’ cloaks as they moved against each other and the surrounding bookshelves. But now the three students could also hear the transfiguration professor as she moaned into the Headmaster’s mouth. It was that sound that released the trio from their shocked positions.
Quietly as they could, the three friends backed out of the library. Once out of that room, Harry pulled the invisibility cloak into his arms and they all broke into a run. The Fat Lady permitted them into the common room and the three Gryffindors fell gratefully into the plush chairs in front of the common room fire.
There was silence for a few moments, but finally Hermione spoke.
“I really had no idea,” she whispered. “I mean I thought they were just friends.”
Harry shook his head and snorted.
“That was a bit more than ‘just friends’ wouldn’t you say?” he said. “I mean, wow. Who would ever have imagined McGonagall snogging in the library?”
He started to laugh at the absurdity of what he had just witnessed and turned to Ron, expecting his friend to join in with his laughter.
“Uh, Ron?” said Harry, looking at his friend with concern.
Ron sat upright in one of the armchairs, his face pale and wearing a look of deepest horror, his mouth gaping open like a beached fish. Ron was staring straight ahead, at Harry words he tried to speak, but what came out was a series of splutters and incoherent stuttering.
Hermione rushed to his side and gripped his hand.
“Ron?” she whispered, “What is it?”
She had to put her hear to his lips in order to hear what he whispered.
“That was the scariest thing I’ve ever seen.”
“Oh Ron,” said Hermione reproachfully, “don’t be so dramatic! It was just two people kissing, it’s not like you’ve never see it happen before.”
Ron broke out of his trance and glared at Hermione.
“Yeah,” he said, “but never Dumbledore and McGonagall! I mean, McGonagall…bloody hell!”
Ron leaned forward and clutched his stomach as if he was about to be sick.
Hermione moved away from Ron and looked at him in disgust.
“Ron that’s just silly,” she told him, “I think it’s sweet.”
Ron moaned and shook his head.
Harry laughed at his friend and then remembered the reason they had been in the library in the first place.
“We never got the book!” he said. “We’ll have to go back tomorrow night.”
Ron looked up at Harry in horror and shook his head back and forth.
“Nuh uh,” he said. “I’m never going back in there at night, what if they decide to snog there again?”
“We’ll just check the Marauder’s Map,” Hermione told him impatiently.
Harry jumped up from his seat and raced up the steps to the boy’s dormitory and returned with the map clutched in his hand. He unrolled it and tapped it with his wand, muttering the words that would reveal the map’s special abilities.
“They’re gone,” he said at last. “We could go back and get it now.”
“Are you sure they’re gone?” Hermione asked with a frown. “Maybe they have a way of hiding themselves or something.”
Harry looked over the map and grinned suddenly, shaking his head.
“No,” he told her. “See for yourself.”
Harry held the map out to Hermione and pointed to a certain room of the castle.
Hermione gasped and let out a giggle.
Harry then showed Ron, who moaned again and buried his face into the arm of his chair.
The Marauder’s Map showed an empty library and the two dots that were labeled ‘Dumbledore’ and ‘McGonagall’ were in a different part of the castle. They were side by side in a room marked ‘McGonagall’s Chambers’.
So here is my little fic...after this is over I will add it to my 100 fanfic collection...I love it when things work out that way.
Let me know what you think...I hope I did the challenge justice.
(Thanks to mmadlyinlove for writing such a fun challenge)
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In The Dark
“Why can’t we just get the book from the Room of Requirement?” Ron Weasley asked as the three friends crept down the empty hallway covered by an invisibility cloak.
Next to him underneath the cloak, Hermione Granger sighed.
“We’ve already discussed this. Filch and Mrs. Norris have been watching that part of the castle,” she told him in a whisper. “Harry saw them on the map. But this part of the castle was clear, right Harry?”
“Um, well it was when I checked back in the common room,” Harry muttered.
“What do you mean?” Hermione demanded. She stopped walking, forcing the two boys to stumble under the cloak and stop as well.
“I accidentally left it in the dormitory, alright?” said Harry irritably.
“But Harry, how are we supposed to get back without running into someone?” asked Hermione, almost forgetting to lower her voice.
“Hush! We still have the cloak,” Harry told her. “Come on, we need to get that book from the library and get back to the common room.”
Hermione glared at Harry, but it went unnoticed in the darkness. The three continued on to the library and once inside, shuffled to the Restricted section. When they had made it to those special shelves, Hermione and Harry slipped out from under the cloak and began searching the titles for the book they needed. Ron stayed under the cloak and kept watch as the other two searched by the small light of their wands.
After a few minutes of searching, Harry and Hermione heard Ron rush over to them.
“I hear something,” he hissed.
Harry and Hermione quickly ducked under the cloak and waited silently. After a moment, they too heard something coming from a few bookshelves away.
As one, the three friends moved slowly towards the sound and stopped. Harry and Hermione still had their wands lit and the meager light filtered through the cloak, throwing a tiny amount of light upon the two figures before them.
Despite the poor lighting, there was no way to mistake the identity of the two people. Albus Dumbledore’s long white hair and beard absorbed the light and all three students knew that the tartan witch’s hat that lay discarded on the ground beside the couple could only belong to Minerva McGonagall.
The two professors were locked in a tight embrace, kissing passionately. As the stunned trio stood under the cloak, Dumbledore rubbed circles on McGonagall’s back with one hand while he pulled her dark hair from its perpetual bun. McGonagall ran her fingers through his hair and beard.
The noise that Ron had heard was the rustling of the adults’ cloaks as they moved against each other and the surrounding bookshelves. But now the three students could also hear the transfiguration professor as she moaned into the Headmaster’s mouth. It was that sound that released the trio from their shocked positions.
Quietly as they could, the three friends backed out of the library. Once out of that room, Harry pulled the invisibility cloak into his arms and they all broke into a run. The Fat Lady permitted them into the common room and the three Gryffindors fell gratefully into the plush chairs in front of the common room fire.
There was silence for a few moments, but finally Hermione spoke.
“I really had no idea,” she whispered. “I mean I thought they were just friends.”
Harry shook his head and snorted.
“That was a bit more than ‘just friends’ wouldn’t you say?” he said. “I mean, wow. Who would ever have imagined McGonagall snogging in the library?”
He started to laugh at the absurdity of what he had just witnessed and turned to Ron, expecting his friend to join in with his laughter.
“Uh, Ron?” said Harry, looking at his friend with concern.
Ron sat upright in one of the armchairs, his face pale and wearing a look of deepest horror, his mouth gaping open like a beached fish. Ron was staring straight ahead, at Harry words he tried to speak, but what came out was a series of splutters and incoherent stuttering.
Hermione rushed to his side and gripped his hand.
“Ron?” she whispered, “What is it?”
She had to put her hear to his lips in order to hear what he whispered.
“That was the scariest thing I’ve ever seen.”
“Oh Ron,” said Hermione reproachfully, “don’t be so dramatic! It was just two people kissing, it’s not like you’ve never see it happen before.”
Ron broke out of his trance and glared at Hermione.
“Yeah,” he said, “but never Dumbledore and McGonagall! I mean, McGonagall…bloody hell!”
Ron leaned forward and clutched his stomach as if he was about to be sick.
Hermione moved away from Ron and looked at him in disgust.
“Ron that’s just silly,” she told him, “I think it’s sweet.”
Ron moaned and shook his head.
Harry laughed at his friend and then remembered the reason they had been in the library in the first place.
“We never got the book!” he said. “We’ll have to go back tomorrow night.”
Ron looked up at Harry in horror and shook his head back and forth.
“Nuh uh,” he said. “I’m never going back in there at night, what if they decide to snog there again?”
“We’ll just check the Marauder’s Map,” Hermione told him impatiently.
Harry jumped up from his seat and raced up the steps to the boy’s dormitory and returned with the map clutched in his hand. He unrolled it and tapped it with his wand, muttering the words that would reveal the map’s special abilities.
“They’re gone,” he said at last. “We could go back and get it now.”
“Are you sure they’re gone?” Hermione asked with a frown. “Maybe they have a way of hiding themselves or something.”
Harry looked over the map and grinned suddenly, shaking his head.
“No,” he told her. “See for yourself.”
Harry held the map out to Hermione and pointed to a certain room of the castle.
Hermione gasped and let out a giggle.
Harry then showed Ron, who moaned again and buried his face into the arm of his chair.
The Marauder’s Map showed an empty library and the two dots that were labeled ‘Dumbledore’ and ‘McGonagall’ were in a different part of the castle. They were side by side in a room marked ‘McGonagall’s Chambers’.
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