Burning Curtains
Title: Burning Curtains
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing/Characters: Young Dumbledore
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers: Uh, well, the fourth movie.... kind of.... barely.
Summary: Dumbledore always hated hose curtains in the Gryffindor dormitory. Oneshot.
A/N: I was watching Goblet of Fire the other day and when Dumbledore said that he set the curtains on fire in his fourth year, well, let’s just say that my muse was a bit… inspired.
Burning CurtainsAfter four years he simply couldn’t take looking at the dreadful things any longer. Something had to be done about them. They were absolutely hideous and they only got in his way; they served no discernable purpose. Except, of course, to drive him bloody insane during his time living in the dormitory.
It was time to handle this travesty that had been imposed upon him by Gryffindor House for the duration of his time at Hogwarts thus far.
It was time for those bloody curtains to die.
“Incendio!” he said, pointing his wand at the offending drapery and watched in satisfaction as they burst into flames. They looked better already. The flames crawled up and down the crimson curtains until they were completely engulfed in the conflagration.
But the blaze was beginning to get out of control and if he let it continue to burn it would soon set his bed sheets ablaze. The curtains had been reduced to ash and his goal accomplished, so it seemed time to put an end to the inferno.
“Aguamenti!” he said, waving his wand once again at the curtains, causing a jet of water to flow out of the end of his wand, putting the fire out almost instantaneously.
The curtains were magically regenerated almost immediately, but he still felt a great sense of satisfaction at his accomplishment. Watching those curtains burn had been an extremely rewarding experience and he now felt that, with the image of them burning planted firmly in his mind, he could get through another three years of looking at the dreadful tapestries.
Now he just had to figure out what he would tell his fellow fourth years when they asked why the dormitory stank of burnt fabric.
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing/Characters: Young Dumbledore
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers: Uh, well, the fourth movie.... kind of.... barely.
Summary: Dumbledore always hated hose curtains in the Gryffindor dormitory. Oneshot.
A/N: I was watching Goblet of Fire the other day and when Dumbledore said that he set the curtains on fire in his fourth year, well, let’s just say that my muse was a bit… inspired.
Burning CurtainsAfter four years he simply couldn’t take looking at the dreadful things any longer. Something had to be done about them. They were absolutely hideous and they only got in his way; they served no discernable purpose. Except, of course, to drive him bloody insane during his time living in the dormitory.
It was time to handle this travesty that had been imposed upon him by Gryffindor House for the duration of his time at Hogwarts thus far.
It was time for those bloody curtains to die.
“Incendio!” he said, pointing his wand at the offending drapery and watched in satisfaction as they burst into flames. They looked better already. The flames crawled up and down the crimson curtains until they were completely engulfed in the conflagration.
But the blaze was beginning to get out of control and if he let it continue to burn it would soon set his bed sheets ablaze. The curtains had been reduced to ash and his goal accomplished, so it seemed time to put an end to the inferno.
“Aguamenti!” he said, waving his wand once again at the curtains, causing a jet of water to flow out of the end of his wand, putting the fire out almost instantaneously.
The curtains were magically regenerated almost immediately, but he still felt a great sense of satisfaction at his accomplishment. Watching those curtains burn had been an extremely rewarding experience and he now felt that, with the image of them burning planted firmly in his mind, he could get through another three years of looking at the dreadful tapestries.
Now he just had to figure out what he would tell his fellow fourth years when they asked why the dormitory stank of burnt fabric.