Here's wishing a most excellent -- not to mention very lucky -- birthday today to
tegdoh! This is a very short little something that I hope will give you a bit of a smile in the middle of your busy day.
Suspicious Activities
(332 words | G | Marauder-era)
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Minerva strode into the Transfiguration classroom... )
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I enjoyed this one. What a great way to come home after a hard week at school, and am upcoming vacation to enjoy, eh?
You just made my day. Who said Friday the thirteenth is bad luck? ;)
I'm even the first one to comment!
Thanks, and keep writing!
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I like the idea that the Marauders conspicuously not pranking anyone made McGonagall more nervous than a prank would have done. ...I think the boys even did that on purpose. ;)
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Minerva's patience is sea deep.
Four heads dashed past the door-two black, one brown, one tow-colored.
Dashing heads is a pleasure-filled description. I see their shining crowns, lol.
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I do like McGonagall. I'm glad she made it out of DH intact.
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ROFL, Hadn't noticed the extra head actually.
I was imagining black robes in a dim corridor, and thinking it was the faces/heads that would stand out the most
Youthful hair has a distinct luster, greedily catching and throwing any available light, and that's what I saw.
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Trust you to have gorgeous, image-filled language even in a comment! (And I'm glad that's what you saw.)
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Thanks for sharing the gift!
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Hee hee -- I think you're probably right! :) Thanks for reading.
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I really like Minerva's blackboard check and bulging-robe check... She feels perfectly in-character and I can't help but admire her. But now you've got me helplessly imagining the conversation that led up to this, so maybe I'll share it:
"Did you know it's McGonogall's birthday tomorrow?"
"McGonagall's birthday? What should we do?" James's eyes widened at the many prospects.
"More like what shouldn't we do," corrected Remus.
"What do you mean?"
"Well... don't you think she'd be far more suspicious if--if--" He could no longer keep a straight face as his mates looked on from across the dormitory, waiting... He stifled a private snigger.
"We act like perfect little angels?" Sirius guessed, then grabbed his ribs to stifle his own emerging laughter.
"Wow, now this has possibilities!" declared James.
Thanks for that! : )
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It would be fun to write more McGonagall. I'll have to see if I can work on that...
ETA: I put a link to your comment in the main post so everyone will be sure to find your prequel. :)
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And just to let you know, I too, liked the line about the 'heads'. It struck me as subtle and economically-phrased and it felt like the way the mind would see it. : )
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i love flist Birthdays! I can just picture the smile and maybe a little ::sniff:: from McGonagall.! I would have loved to have her for a teacher
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