Post by pinkie on May 28, 2008 11:25:26 GMT -5
I am pulling a Sprinkle and have no name for this little drabble. I really wanted to enter in this challenge, but life kindo f snuck up on me and i almost forgot about it, until Ms OSUSprinks badgered me into entering So - here is my entry!!!!
Disclaimer: oh please, you ought to know by now that my name starts with a D, not a J...
The first thing she noticed was blue.
Bright blue robes with goldthread. Albus was always a man of bizarre taste. Pomona had seen him in bright purple robes with silver stars, she had seen his orange socks with snitches on and she had seen him wearing one of those silly hats that come in Muggle Christmas crackers.
"Albus. Why are you wearing such a bright robe today? Anything special?"
"Why Pomona, i am surprised at you! I would think you too would dress up for Filius duel with Severus."
Pomona looked at the Headmaster in disbelief.
"Filius is duelling Severus?" she asked to verify.
Albus nodded. "Both Minerva and I have put five Galleons on Filius."
Pomona laughed. "Severus doesn't stand a chance! I will change as quickly as i can. Will you wait for me?"
Albus agreed, saying that Minerva was not down yet either and waiting for one woman was alright, but waiting for two was great. The Headmaster had always been a flatterer.
When Pomona came down, wearing her creamy yellow robes that Filius liked so much. She bumped into Minerva on her way down, and Minerva talked about spells that Severus was sure to use and how Filius could defend himself from them.
"Minerva, I think that Filius is able to fight off Severus Snape."
"Ladies, you look beautiful! Will you please come with me?" Following the tall silver haired man, they all went towards the sounds of crashing and things that go bump in the night.
When they arrived in the Great Hall, Filius had Severus roped up. Pomona knew she ought to have hurried up. Severus was sweating and his hair greasier than ever.
"And the winner of this duel is: Filius Flitwick!"
All the spectators were clapping and cheering, except for a few Slytherins who were making rude gestures with their hands. Albus and Minerva were unwrapping Severus, who was sputtering in anger.
Pomona walked up to Filius and stuck out her hand to congratulate him.
"How long did it take you to get him tied up like that?" she asked.
"About as long as it took for me to fall in love with you." He answered, his eyes bright.
"And how long was that, my dear?"
"A split second."
"As long as all that, ey." Pomona said, but she couldn't help but smile beamingly at him and thinking of ways to get out of the crowd so she could thank him properly and nakedly for the compliment he had just given her.
Disclaimer: oh please, you ought to know by now that my name starts with a D, not a J...
The first thing she noticed was blue.
Bright blue robes with goldthread. Albus was always a man of bizarre taste. Pomona had seen him in bright purple robes with silver stars, she had seen his orange socks with snitches on and she had seen him wearing one of those silly hats that come in Muggle Christmas crackers.
"Albus. Why are you wearing such a bright robe today? Anything special?"
"Why Pomona, i am surprised at you! I would think you too would dress up for Filius duel with Severus."
Pomona looked at the Headmaster in disbelief.
"Filius is duelling Severus?" she asked to verify.
Albus nodded. "Both Minerva and I have put five Galleons on Filius."
Pomona laughed. "Severus doesn't stand a chance! I will change as quickly as i can. Will you wait for me?"
Albus agreed, saying that Minerva was not down yet either and waiting for one woman was alright, but waiting for two was great. The Headmaster had always been a flatterer.
When Pomona came down, wearing her creamy yellow robes that Filius liked so much. She bumped into Minerva on her way down, and Minerva talked about spells that Severus was sure to use and how Filius could defend himself from them.
"Minerva, I think that Filius is able to fight off Severus Snape."
"Ladies, you look beautiful! Will you please come with me?" Following the tall silver haired man, they all went towards the sounds of crashing and things that go bump in the night.
When they arrived in the Great Hall, Filius had Severus roped up. Pomona knew she ought to have hurried up. Severus was sweating and his hair greasier than ever.
"And the winner of this duel is: Filius Flitwick!"
All the spectators were clapping and cheering, except for a few Slytherins who were making rude gestures with their hands. Albus and Minerva were unwrapping Severus, who was sputtering in anger.
Pomona walked up to Filius and stuck out her hand to congratulate him.
"How long did it take you to get him tied up like that?" she asked.
"About as long as it took for me to fall in love with you." He answered, his eyes bright.
"And how long was that, my dear?"
"A split second."
"As long as all that, ey." Pomona said, but she couldn't help but smile beamingly at him and thinking of ways to get out of the crowd so she could thank him properly and nakedly for the compliment he had just given her.