Hogwataletalent show

I own nothing but Miss Alders. Just having fun is all........


The Great Hall filled for supper and Dumbledore watches with amusement as students and faculty alike start to settle down for what they believe will be just anotordiordinary night. McGonagall glances over at him, trying to hide a smile as he nods to her. She gently taps her glass, calling the students and faculty to attention. All heads turn at the unexpected sound.
Dumbledore rises from his cahir and smiles at all the confused faces before him. “It has come to my attention that the Ministry wishes us to add another class to our ciriculum. As of today, you will all be adding a class to your day. The class, Music Apprieciation, will only last 6 wks for each year so we may make sure everyone has their required time in.”
Several of the faculty stare at him in shock and confucion, knowing this is the first any of them have heard of this. McGonagall stands, waving away any comments for the time. “Our new Professor will be arriving tomorrow and classes will start Monday. You will also see on the bulliton boards in your common rooms a sign up sheets. It is the idea of our new Professor to have a talent show at the end of the first 6 wks. All are invited and before you back out, I will add that all faculty are required to also have an act in the show.”
“WHAT!?!” Snape blurts out in shock.
Dumbledore frowns at him. “We’ll discuss this later, Professor.”
McGonagall tries not to laugh. “Now if there are any questions, feel free to discuss them with your Head of House until our new Profesr starts class Monday.”
She sits down and Dumbledore smiles. “I’m sure you have much to think about for now. Let us eat.” He waves his hands and the tables fill with food.
Remus Lupin smirks and leans close to the shell shocked Potions Master. “Plnning a route of escape already?”
Snape glares at him. “I do not care who came up with this insanity but I will be no part of it.”
Lupin’s smirk widens. “Don’t be so sure of that, Severus. I know the new Professor personally and I know how persuasive she can be.”
Snape snarls something unintelligible and stabs at the food on his plate.

Dumbledore calls Snape and Lupin’s name just as the try to slip out of the Great Hall. Snape glowers angrily as the Headmaster stops and waves them to follow him into a side room. The follow and Dumbledore offers them each a drink as the sit down by a warm fire. Snape finds himself studying the booklined shelves around him, trying to keep from snarling angrily at the older man.
Dumbledore finally sits down across from them, holding a cup of cherry liquor in his hands to warm it.
“I know of your objections, Severus. I voiced them myself on your behalf to our new Alumni just this morning and she was adament that everyone be included in this. Even I must perform something.”
Lupin chuckles. “Not surprising. I’m sure she’ll be asking me for dog tricks.” He turns and smirks at Snape. “Sorry. You must perform.”
Snape finally turns his gaze on them. “That’ll happen the when Neville Longbottom passes potions.”
Lupin grins wickedly. “The I suggest you start upping his grades. You have 6 wks to pass him and find an act.”
Dumbledore sighs. “Remus is right. Miss Alders will not take no for an answer. Personally I am getting too old for this.”
Snape rubs the bridge of his nose as if he’s fending off a headache. “May I ask who this Miss Alders is?”
Dumbledore lifts a brow. “Why Severus! I thought you would have heard of her since you are the classical and opera music lover among us.” Snape narrows his eyes even more at him. “Since I can see you have not, then I will give you a bit of her background. She is the premire vocals on many a stage at this time in both the wizarding and muggle world. She has been in over 500 plays in the last 20 years and is currently ending her run as Christine in Phantom of the Opera in London. She is also an accomplished ballet, tap, swing, tngo, and alternitive dancer. Does this satisfy you?”
Snape sighs. “I will not be satisfied til I have sen what she can do for myself.”
“Done!” Lupin grins. “You’ll be coming with me then tomorrow to get her from her last performance. We can leave soon enough to catch at least the last half.”
Dumbledore hands Snape a slip of parchment. “Here is the time and place. The name is that of the manager. He will see that you get backstage afterwards to see her.”
Snape rises from his seat, still seething inside. “Very well. I will meet you there Lupin.”
Remus watches him stalk out, grinning from ear to ear. “This is going to ore ore fun than I expected.”
Dumbledore wags a finger at him. “Remus, behave!”
He gives the Headmaster an innocent look. “Me? I think you should be telling that to Severus! He’s the one who will be having kittens!”

Remus searches the Lobby but cannot find Snape anywhere. He looks at his pocket watch and growls. “Figures!”
He finally asks for the Manager, whows ows him to a box high up in the balcony. He walks in and nearly falls over the outstretched legs in the aisle.
Snape glares up at him. “Watch where you are walking, Lupin.”
“I wouldn’t have to if you’d keep your damn legs out of thele!”le!” He growls back softly. “When did you get here? I’ve been looking for you.”
Snape turns back to the stage, moving his legs enough to allow Lupin to pass. “I have been here since 1st curtain call.”
Lupin sits down and gapes at the Potions Master. “You’ve been here for the whole show?”
“If I am to get a measure of her talent then I must see her whole range.” Snape comments dryly as he stretches his legs out in front of him and loses himself in the music again.
Remus shakes his head and turns towards the stage, worried by the sudden interest Snape is showing.

An hour later they are being escorted to the dressing rooms. Snape glares at nearly every person who comes too close to him, hoping to be out of the mayhem soon. Just as they near her dressing room, they hear a loud BANG!
Remus runs the last few steps to the dressing room and flings the door open. Smoke billows out and Snape nearly chokes on it as he steps inside. A very livid blonde woman sits at a dressing table, holding the remains of a candy wrapper.

She turns and glares at Remus, holding a card out to him. “I assume you know who the Weasley Twins are? Apparently this was their idea.” She waves to a basket filled with pineapples and candies.
Snape picks up the basket and gingerly hands it to the manager to get rid of. “Yes, a Weasley idea is a very dangerous thing where those two are concerned.”
She gives him a looking over, one brow lifted in thought. “I’ll be sure to remember that.”
Remus frowns. “Um, Love, you have bubble gum in your hair now.”
She leans her head back and growls a few off color oaths. “I just finally grew my hair the length I wanted.”
Snape frowns. “You would only be taking an 1/8 of the length off.”
She rolls her eyes. “Don’t I wish!” She undoes a few clips in her hair and suddenly this long mass cascades to the floor.
Remus sighs. “OH Lexy! I’m sorry! You finally made it and now this!”
“Cut it, Remus.” She leans her head in her hands. “At least I won the bet.”
“Bet?” Snape blinks as Remus pulls out the length of hair, flowing longer then he had ever seen before.
“Yeah, Lexy and a friend finally found a book that quoted the length of Rapunzel’s hair and they bet each other that they could naturally grow it longer than that.”
Remus picks up a pair of scissors and starts to cut.
Her hands ball up into fists, biting her lip as each snip sends another shiver through her. “Those two had best hope I do not see them before I calm down.”
Remus cuts off the last lock. “There’s only one thing worse then an angry dragon.”
“Yeah. An American.” She smirkshim him through the mirror. “Cousin, you tell me that every time you see me.”
“And it becomes more true every time I see you.” He gently kisses the top of her head.
She sees the confusion written on Snape’s face and grins. “I’m sorry. Blame my American manners. I forgot introductions in the midst of our little chaos. I’m Alexis Alders. You are?”
“Severus Snape.” He glares at the offered hand and she withdraws its.
She grins. “Yes, I’ve heard a lot about you.”
He glances at Remus and his frown deepens. “I am sure you have.”
She rolls her eyes and walks behind a screen, quickly changing clothes. “Well don’t be so quick to prove Remus right, Prof. Snape.”
Remus chuckles and rubs his eyes, trying to keep from commenting on the fact that they can almost see through the screen.
Snape’s eyes widen slightly before focusing on a picture just to the right of the screen. Once changed, she walks out wearing black jeans and a T-shirt with the phrase “Are these your eyeballs? I found them in my cleavage.” written across the front.
Remus turns and nearly falls over laughing after reading it. “You needed that one the last time you saw Sirius!”
She grins and takes his arm. “I got this because of Sirius!” She glances at Snape over her shoulder. “Coming?”
He lifts a brow and follows them out into the night.