C'est La Vie: Hogwarts
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Category:
Harry Potter › General
Rating:
Adult
Chapters:
36
Views:
6,362
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not or will ever own Harry Potter nor gain profit for this fanfiction. This is only for fun and all credit goes to J.K. Rowling and her amazing crew. I only have ownership of the plot and one character. That's it, enjoy
Chapter Fourteen
Author's Note:
Wow...609 hits...wonderful.
Thanks guys for reading my fanfiction. I know...you're probably wondering 'does this story even have a purpose'.
For now...no it does not.
Isn't that great? I'm kidding, no it isn't.
So...continue to read, be baffled, and wonder will this story ever end?
Who knows...
Who knows...
Enjoy! :D
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Chapter Fourteen
(Strange October)
October always left empty promises.
The glaring between former lovers never seized and everyone else that were in their presence noticed.
If looks could kill, they all believed Severus would be bleeding from the daggers stabbing him endlessly.
Just like Dumbledore and his knowing eyes, he’s been watching the change between his two staff members.
“Goodness, Ms. Evans, I’m sure what he did wasn’t that bad.” The headmaster said while watching the exchange. They reminded him of two teenagers in a piss match.
McGonagall who sat next to him sighed.
Dumbledore always had the tendency to meddle in other people’s affairs.
“Albus, I’m sure Ms. Evans has the situation in control.” McGonagall intervened.
Dumbledore waved his hand idly, disagreeing with the older woman. “Nonsense, Minerva, I’m only expressing concern for them. You know how much I hate to see two good people among my staff bicker.”
“Like I said, I’m sure she has everything in control. Now eat your food and mind your business.”
The headmaster looked at the woman like she grew a head. “I will not mind my business, Minerva and I expect you to act like a responsible adult and see that this situation is in dire need of repair.”
“Poppycock! You always did interfere with Ms. Evans’ business since she attended Hogwarts years ago.” McGonagall argued.
“That’s uncalled for Minerva; I never played the favoritism card on any of my students!” Dumbledore deflected back.
Thus started the argument between past and present Transfiguration teachers who didn’t realize they were drawing attention.
Gray eyes looked on in confusion when she kept hearing her name in every other sentence.
What the hell?
When did she become part of their affairs?
“Poor Desdemona, you barely been here for a month and you already the talk of the table.” Professor Sprout said, patting the woman’s hand sympathetically.
The young woman could only nod, still astonished by the two elders arguing.
Wow...609 hits...wonderful.
Thanks guys for reading my fanfiction. I know...you're probably wondering 'does this story even have a purpose'.
For now...no it does not.
Isn't that great? I'm kidding, no it isn't.
So...continue to read, be baffled, and wonder will this story ever end?
Who knows...
Who knows...
Enjoy! :D
~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~
Chapter Fourteen
(Strange October)
October always left empty promises.
The glaring between former lovers never seized and everyone else that were in their presence noticed.
If looks could kill, they all believed Severus would be bleeding from the daggers stabbing him endlessly.
Just like Dumbledore and his knowing eyes, he’s been watching the change between his two staff members.
“Goodness, Ms. Evans, I’m sure what he did wasn’t that bad.” The headmaster said while watching the exchange. They reminded him of two teenagers in a piss match.
McGonagall who sat next to him sighed.
Dumbledore always had the tendency to meddle in other people’s affairs.
“Albus, I’m sure Ms. Evans has the situation in control.” McGonagall intervened.
Dumbledore waved his hand idly, disagreeing with the older woman. “Nonsense, Minerva, I’m only expressing concern for them. You know how much I hate to see two good people among my staff bicker.”
“Like I said, I’m sure she has everything in control. Now eat your food and mind your business.”
The headmaster looked at the woman like she grew a head. “I will not mind my business, Minerva and I expect you to act like a responsible adult and see that this situation is in dire need of repair.”
“Poppycock! You always did interfere with Ms. Evans’ business since she attended Hogwarts years ago.” McGonagall argued.
“That’s uncalled for Minerva; I never played the favoritism card on any of my students!” Dumbledore deflected back.
Thus started the argument between past and present Transfiguration teachers who didn’t realize they were drawing attention.
Gray eyes looked on in confusion when she kept hearing her name in every other sentence.
What the hell?
When did she become part of their affairs?
“Poor Desdemona, you barely been here for a month and you already the talk of the table.” Professor Sprout said, patting the woman’s hand sympathetically.
The young woman could only nod, still astonished by the two elders arguing.