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He observed the various boys flying awkwardly through the air and shook his head. "They're going to fall at this rate... without proper instruction from Madam Hooch."
"Do you have some experience in flying a broom?" Hermione asked curiously.
"Yeah... I just learned this summer." Harry said. He remembered the flying lessons Penny taught him and smiled fondly at the memory. For an old woman, Perenelle Flamel was quick and agile on a broom.
"That's nice to hear." Hermione said.
Harry stared at the strange girl beside him and wondered what she was up to. He was sure she wanted something from him, with the way she was behaving since yesterday. Seeing that the time for the flying lesson was almost finished he looked around to see that no one was watching him and faded back to his bed for a quick nap.
"Can you teach some advance spells?" Hermione asked. "I saw your levitation... Harry?"
She looked left and right and wondered how the boy who lived managed to disappear like that.
"Severus... what... what happened to you?" Albus Dumbledore asked. His Phoenix Fawkes took one look at the potions master and fell off its perch and the various portraits of the previous headmasters sniggered in amusement.
"I didn't sleep at all Headmaster." Severus said. "Surely eye bags are a common sight... You usually have one after all."
"Have you... looked in the mirror?" Albus asked as his beard twitched in amusement, his eyes sparkling at full blast.
The Potions Master narrowed his eyes and waved his wand, conjuring a full length mirror.
"AHHHCKK!" Severus gasped as he saw his lovely greasy hair turned into an abomination. "My hair!" The Potions Master patted his head and felt the strange soft sensation on his hands.
"I did not know you had fondness for the eighties." Albus said. "The afro hairstyle is very becoming of you... What happened?"
The Potions master scowled as he gave the headmaster as nasty glare. "I usually brew my own hair potion... it appears I may have mixed the ingredients in my last batch... but that is unlikely. The devil twins may have some part in this."
"Come now Severus, we must not blame Fred and George for every mishap. We all make mistakes." Albus said as he grinned at his potions master. "Will you be able to fix your hair?"
Severus waved his wand and his scowl deepened. "The hair potion I use has some magical resistant properties... I have experienced several pranks on my hair and have decided to rectify it with the hair potion. It appears the bad batch I made has the same magic resistant properties."
Albus Dumbledore coughed in amusement. "Shave your head then."
"TWEEEET... Tweeeeeet... tweeeeet"
"Very Funny Headmaster... and shut that bloody bird up before I decide to harvest him for my potions." Severus snapped, losing his patience.
It was one thing to have the Headmaster laugh at his predicament, but the phoenix lying on the floor from laughing too hard was too much to bear. He waved his wand and conjured a hat and placed it on his head. "I'll be back later" the Potions Master said and headed out the door.
It was the first time Severus Snape wore a hat and it completely looked ridiculous on him. Albus Dumbledore finally let out the laugh that he was holding and fell to the floor laughing beside his phoenix.
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"TROLL! In the Dungeons!" Professor Quirrell screamed as he entered the Great Hall, hoping to incite panic and mayhem to serve as the perfect distraction.
"Thought you ought to know..." He then fainted, waiting for the right time to move as he expected the screams of students echoing through the school.
The Defense Professor waited... and waited until he lost patience and opened one eye. He was shocked to see the great hall empty, and only a lone house elf looking at him in a strange fashion.
"Elf! Where is everyone?" Quirrell asked as he stood up, dusting his robes in the process.
"Sleeping sirs!" The elf squeaked.
"Sleeping?" Quirrel asked. "What about the Halloween Feast?"
"Is finished hours ago. You is sick?" The house elf asked.
The professor didn't bother answering the question and checked on his watch and realized it had taken him too long to coax the stupid troll from the forest. The troll fought him every step of the way, as it longed to go back to its cozy spot abundant with deer and other prey.
Quirrel scowled and stomped back into his quarters, the troll forgotten as his master screamed all manners of insults at him.
"Grom?"
"Wicked." Harry said as he stared at a mountain Troll blocking his path. He knew about them from the books he read at the old man's home and it they were supposed to be very stupid and slow.
Wondering about what to do with the Troll, an idea struck his head and the young thief's face grew a smile at a chance to see a childhood dream come to reality.
Looking around to make sure no one was around, he threw the apple he was munching on to the Troll's head to catch its attention. The thief laughed as he ran down the hall, an irritated troll lumbering after him.
"GAAAAAAAARGGGGHHH!"
Harry winced as one of Fluffy's massive jaws bit through the Troll's thick skin. The mountain troll, having lost its club earlier grabbed hold of the head that was biting its arm when another head clamped down on its leg.
"Go Fluffy!" Harry said, egging the large three headed dog on. This was better than he had seen on the telly, as real blood and gore splattered around the walls and the floor. It was a real battle among the two hulks and both had sustained damages, though Harry could tell the troll was outmatched from the start. This was better than Godzilla, and he had a front row seat.
"Ooooh" Harry said as the Cerberus' middle head clamped down on the relatively small head of its opponent. The Troll tried to fight it off, but its two massive hands were occupied with the two head clamping down their mighty jaws on its wrists.
"GRAWWnnnnn"
KRACK!
Harry cringed as the large dog broke the troll's neck ending the fight. The young thief stood up and dusted of the crumbs of chocolate he had been eating during the spectacle.
"Good job Fluffy!" Harry praised the large dog and three heads barked out in triumph.
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