Floating Out Party
Title: Floating Out Party
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Dumbledore, Filch, Snape, McGonagall
Rating: PG
Warning(s): Suggestion
Word count: 365
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This fic/drabble was written for fun, not for profit.
Written for: hogwarts365 Prompt #93 - "We do not have to be ashamed of what we are", walking
Summary: Dumbledore is having a fabulous time. Follows Spilling Out Party.
Filch jumped when the ghost of Albus Dumbledore appeared before him and asked him to dance. "H-Headmaster!" he stammered. "You startled me!"
Dumbledore's eyes managed to twinkle, even in spectral form. "Are you enjoying yourself this evening, Argus?" he asked.
"Y-yes, sir," said Filch, backing away. He nearly fell over a bench. "I need to...to go clean something," he added before scurrying away as quickly as possible.
"Was that really necessary, Headmaster?"
Dumbledore turned to face his fellow phantom and chuckled. "This is a party, Severus," he said. "Mr Filch needs to lighten up."
"It's a coming out party," Snape said with a sniff. "You can't blame him for being scandalized."
"And, it's high time Hogwarts has hosted such a party," said Dumbledore. "All students are welcomed here, including those who have an affinity for the same sex. We do not have to be ashamed of what we are."
"Perish the thought," drawled Snape. "However, the theme of the party seems to have encouraged the students to behave in a rather hedonistic manner."
"Perhaps you should indulge in some hedonism now and again," suggested Dumbledore. "I dare say it would do you some good. I think Peeves is around here somewhere," he added. "Maybe he can blow a cold draft of air up your stuffy robes."
Snape reacted with an affronted sniff and vanished into the ether.
Dumbledore chuckled again, allowing his form to fade even as he remained at the edge of the exuberant celebration. He tapped an invisible toe against nothing as he floated towards the ceiling of the Great Hall. He did love a good party!
Dumbledore drifted lazily over the dance floor, letting the loud music buffet his incorporeal body. When he saw Minerva walking around the edge of the dancers, he headed in her direction. Dumbledore zipped past Minerva, ruffling her prim bun on the way.
She reached up absently and patted at her hair. Dumbledore materialized in front of her, and Minerva gasped and raised a hand to her throat.
"Albus, you frightened ten years off of my life!" she exclaimed.
"Now, Minerva, I don't want you to join me any time soon," chided Dumbledore. "I simply wish to congratulate you on a fabulous party. Would you care to dance?"
Dropping Out Party
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Dumbledore, Filch, Snape, McGonagall
Rating: PG
Warning(s): Suggestion
Word count: 365
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This fic/drabble was written for fun, not for profit.
Written for: hogwarts365 Prompt #93 - "We do not have to be ashamed of what we are", walking
Summary: Dumbledore is having a fabulous time. Follows Spilling Out Party.
Filch jumped when the ghost of Albus Dumbledore appeared before him and asked him to dance. "H-Headmaster!" he stammered. "You startled me!"
Dumbledore's eyes managed to twinkle, even in spectral form. "Are you enjoying yourself this evening, Argus?" he asked.
"Y-yes, sir," said Filch, backing away. He nearly fell over a bench. "I need to...to go clean something," he added before scurrying away as quickly as possible.
"Was that really necessary, Headmaster?"
Dumbledore turned to face his fellow phantom and chuckled. "This is a party, Severus," he said. "Mr Filch needs to lighten up."
"It's a coming out party," Snape said with a sniff. "You can't blame him for being scandalized."
"And, it's high time Hogwarts has hosted such a party," said Dumbledore. "All students are welcomed here, including those who have an affinity for the same sex. We do not have to be ashamed of what we are."
"Perish the thought," drawled Snape. "However, the theme of the party seems to have encouraged the students to behave in a rather hedonistic manner."
"Perhaps you should indulge in some hedonism now and again," suggested Dumbledore. "I dare say it would do you some good. I think Peeves is around here somewhere," he added. "Maybe he can blow a cold draft of air up your stuffy robes."
Snape reacted with an affronted sniff and vanished into the ether.
Dumbledore chuckled again, allowing his form to fade even as he remained at the edge of the exuberant celebration. He tapped an invisible toe against nothing as he floated towards the ceiling of the Great Hall. He did love a good party!
Dumbledore drifted lazily over the dance floor, letting the loud music buffet his incorporeal body. When he saw Minerva walking around the edge of the dancers, he headed in her direction. Dumbledore zipped past Minerva, ruffling her prim bun on the way.
She reached up absently and patted at her hair. Dumbledore materialized in front of her, and Minerva gasped and raised a hand to her throat.
"Albus, you frightened ten years off of my life!" she exclaimed.
"Now, Minerva, I don't want you to join me any time soon," chided Dumbledore. "I simply wish to congratulate you on a fabulous party. Would you care to dance?"
Dropping Out Party