By: Witch Whoopie
Ever saw
Princess Diary? I liked the ‘feet-pup-up’- theory best! Get the picture? Enjoy!
Chapter 1:
Dating Problems
It all began on a Saturdayevening, just before Christmas. The holidays
had already started and thus, there were only a few students left at Hogwarts.
It gave the teachers time for other… activities.
‘The door of the Staff room opened with a loud Bang and Susan Anderson
came running in. She was the new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher and only
25 years old. She studied in Italy, but she was born in New York.
‘Shit!’she yelled and all her colleages, present in the Staff Room
looked up in shock.
‘Susan!’, Flitwick said, looking positively horrified, ‘do watch your
language!’
‘O darling, I didn’t mean anything by it’, susan replied, ‘but I have to
leave in half an hour and my hair is still a mess!’
‘Ooh!’Jane Hooch exclaimed, ‘tonight is your date with that cute man
from Italy!’
Susan nodded happily. ‘Yes, but my hair is still a mess. Cwould you pin
it up for me?’
“Sure!’ Jane answered enthousiasticly. She started to pull on Susans
hair franticly and the young teacher soon regretted asking her.
‘How long have you known him?’ Jane asked, while putting a clip in her
bun, rather harsly.
‘Ouch’, more then four years’, Susan answered. ‘I liked him from the
start, but he didn’t feel the same about me and when I left last year to come
to Hogwarts, I honestly thought that I would never see him again’.
‘But then two weeks ago, I recieved a letter from him, in which he wrote
that he was coming to England for a few weeks and that he would like to see
me’.
‘Do you still like him?’Poppy asked. The healer is sitting at the large
table, playing Wizard Chess with Minerva.
‘I don’t know, really’, Susan replied thoughtfully. ‘We haven’t seen
each other for months. When I was still living in Italy we went out on a few
dates together, but it never worked out. We’ve never
even kissed’.
‘Well’, Poppy said, ‘if you are not sure of his feelings you shouldn’t
kiss him. It could go completely wrong.
‘Yes’, Jane agreed, ‘don’t look to willingly. It’ll only make you look
desperate’.
‘And if ou kiss him’, Minerva added, ‘watch if your feet popps up’.
It remiand queit for a second, then Jane exploded with laughter, quicly
followed by the rest of the Staff Room. Minerva turned crimsom red. ‘What’s so
funny?’she asked unsure, ‘You’ve never heard of the feet Popp-up theory?’
‘No’, Jane hiccuped, ‘but by all means, tell us!’
‘Well’, Minerva explained, Poppy, Jane and Susan leaned closer towards
her, ‘if you kiss someone and your feet popps up, it means that you truly love
him’.
‘Really?’ Susan asked giggly.
Jane jumped to her feet. ‘Something like this?’she asked, jerking her
feet backwards.
‘No no’, Minerva answered
exravedly, getting to her feet as well. ‘It’s supposed to be slowly and
elegant. Not as if you pull your feet from the mud! Like this…’Slowly she
lifted her right foot backwards.
Susan started to gloat. ‘Oh that’s perfect! So if I kiss him toningt and
my foot popps up like that it means that I am safe and that I love him?’
‘Exactly’,
Minerva answered.
Chapter 2
Oh Shit
The next morning, Susan entered the Great Hall for breakfeast, humming
softly. She walked up to Minerva who was sitting next to Albus Dumbledore and
give her hug.
Minerva looked up in surprise. ‘What’s gotten into you?’
‘My foot popped up last night’, Susan sighed blissfully.
‘Aaaaww’, Poppy and Jane cooed in union.
‘I know!’Susun grinned, looking extremely happy.
‘That’s wonderful dear’, Minerva said with a geniue smile.
Albus chuckled softly. ‘What a complete nonsens’, he muttered under his
breath. Minerva looked at him. ‘Do you mean the feet popp-up theory?’
‘Yes’, Albus nodded, ‘who believes that? Like you know for certain that
you love a person if your feet popps up if you kiss that person. It’s outrages.
You shouldn’t let your hapiness depend on something so trival’.
Susan, Jane, Poppy and Minerva looked at him in wonder. ‘Well, it worked
for me’, Susan said finally. ‘When he began to kiss me last night I freaked out
a little and I didn’t really understand how I was feeling. And then all of a
sudden... my foot popped up! And now I know for sure that I really love him.
‘I still think the whole theory is ridicilous’, Albus stated, helping
himself to another piece of toast.
A few days later the Staff Room was packed again. But this time it was
because of Christmas. Susan looked around the room, grinning broadly. She never
would have thought she would like it so much here. She had found three new
friends, a lot of wonderful colleagues and since a couple of days a boyfriend.
She watched Jane trying to persuade Severus to wear a Christmas hat. And than
she saw how Albus and Minerva gave each other a ‘Merry Christmas-hug’.
‘Merry Christmas Minerva’, Albus said, taking her hand.
‘Merry Christmas to you too Albus, Minerva smiled. Leaning closer
towards him, she kissed him gently on his cheek.
‘Oh shit!’ A cry
disrupted the quietness of
the Staff Room. Everyone is staring at Susan who
has clammped her hand over her mouth. ‘What’s the matter Susan?’ Jane asked.
‘I..., the young witch stammered, I.. I
saw... I mean..., I forgot to
feed my fish, I’ll be right back’. And she practicly dashed out of the Staff
Room.
‘Susan, what’s going on?’Jane pressed on, following her into the
corridor.
‘In here’, Susun whispered back, pulling the flying instructor inside an
empty classroom. ‘did
you see that? She asked excitedly.
‘What in Merlin’s name are you talking about?’Jane exclaimed, ‘could you
be a bit more clear?’
‘Look’, Susan replied, ‘when Minerva kissed Albus just in there....
they... then...’
‘WHAT?’
Jane urged on.
‘Both their feet popped up!’ Susan concluded, positivly beaming.
Jane jumped up. ‘No way!’
‘Yes!’
Susan yelled back.
‘Now what?’ Susan asked. ‘It’s obvious they are crazy about each other.
Do you think they know it from each other?
Jane shook her head. ‘I don’t think so. They are both as stubborn as...
you name it. And they are scared. I don’t think any of them would admit how
they feel to each other.
‘We shoud do something’, Susan stated.
Jane shrugged her shoulders. ‘We’ll think of something, let’s go back’.
Chapter 3
I’ve GOT to tell you something
The holidays were over and Minerva had just finished her last lesson of
the first day. She was inside her classroom, grading some papers. She looked up
when Susan came dashing into the room.
‘All right’, Susan began, ‘I’ve tried, but I can’t keep this to myself,
even if Jane is going to kill me’.
‘Why would she do that?’ Minerva asked surprised.
Susan looked at her and said “I need to tell you something. I saw it”.
Meanwhile there are more people on their way to Minerva’s classroom.
Albus Dumbledore is watching the ceiling as he walks through the corridors.
Luckily it has stopped snowing’, he mussed’, I hope she will join me on a
walk’.
He liked spending time with her. At first he tried to convince himself
that they were just friends, but after a while he was forced to admit that he
cared more strongly for her.
Reaching the enterance of her classroom, he paused when he heard voices.
‘That’s nonsense’, Minerva said, ‘how can you say such a thing?’
‘Minerva, I now what I saw’, Susan replied.
‘Well,
you saw
wrong’. Minerva stated firmly.
‘Your feet popped up!’ Susab cried, ‘stop being so stubborn’.
‘I am not being stuborn!’
‘Yes you are’.
‘No, I’m not’.
‘Yes you are’
‘No, I’m not’.
‘Yes you are’.
‘No, I’m not’.
‘Yes you ARE’.
‘Stop that, Susan!’
‘YOU ARE!’
‘STOP it’.
‘All right’.
‘Fine’, Minerva admits finally, ‘maybe… I do have feelings for him…
but…’
‘I knew it’, Susan beamed, ‘and I am sure he loves you too. His feet
popped up as well. If you ever get married, I want to be a bridesmade’.
Albus felt his stomach drop. She’d kissed someone. And she is probably
going to marry him. He turned around and walked back to his office. Once he
entered one of the paintings looked at him curiously. ‘Did she want to join you
on a walk?’
‘Leave
me alone!’ Albus snapped back and sat down behind his desk.
The next morning, during breakfeast, Minerva sat down beside him and
greeted him cheerfully. But she looked at him surprised when he didn’t respond.
And she was even more surprised when he didn’t spoke to her during the entrire
meal. He didn’t even look at her.
I was wrong, she thought, her cheerfull mood fading instantly, Susan was
just babbling.
When breakfast was over, she decided to talk to him about his odd
behaviour. Halfway through the corridor she catched up on him.
‘Albus’, she asked tentively, ‘is something wrong?’
He paused his steps and looked at her. ‘No, nothing’, he answered
shortly and resumed walking.
‘Yes there is’, Minerva pressed, ‘there is something wrong, I can tell
from your face’.
Albus felt the anger rise inside him. ‘Just mind your own buisness’, he
spat, ‘don’t worry about me. I dare say you will have enough to worry about the
next months.
‘What are you talking about?’ Minerva asked, completely taken aback.
He turned around to face her, fury clear on his face. ‘Don’t hold me for
a fool, Minerva! Do whatever you please, but don’t come to me to rub in my
face. You’ve made your choice.
‘What in Merlin’s name...’ Minerva began, ‘You are the one who is acting
out of character here! I’ve no idea what it is your rambling about’.
They glare at each other for a moment.
‘Why didn’t you tell me you are seeing someone?’, Albus asked soflty
now.
‘What?’ Minerva asked expasrased. ‘I don’t... I don’t have...’
But Albus stopped her. ‘Why do you deny it? I’ve heard you say it. Can’t
you just be honest and tell me? Then at least I know where I stand’.
‘Albus’, Minerva began again, ‘I’ve already told you that...’
But again the wizard didn’t let her finish. ‘Forget about it’, he said
coldly, ‘you’ve been clear enough’.
And with those words, he walked away.
Chapter 4:
Ai… someone we all know has an apology to make… (grins widely) Let’s put
them out of there misery…
***
Minerva was left in the corridor, trembling at her feet. ‘How dare he?’,
she muttered furiously, walking back to her office. ‘I will never speak to him
again. I will actually never speak to him again! Why is he acting so strange
and why won’t he tell me what is the matter?’ Then she felt the tears beginning
to form in her eyes. When she saw Susan appearing from behind the corner she
was unable to hide them.
‘Minerva, what’s the matter?’ Susan asked worried.
***
Meanwhile Albus was fighting hard to suppress the urge to throw his
belongings through his office. ‘Why is she doing this to me?’ he yelled at one
of his paintings.
‘You know dear, I think...’one of the paintings starts.
‘I didn’t ask for an answere!’ Albus growled back, slumping down on one
of his chairs.
Half an hour later he heard a loud knock on the door. ‘Enter’, he called
out grumpily. To his surprise he saw Susan entering with a very read head.
‘Albus’, she said in a brisk voice, you and I need to talk’. She sat down on
the opposite and glared directly at him. ‘I want to hear everything!’
‘…and then I heard you and Minerva talk and then I realised that I had
lost her. That she had found someone else. And this morning we had a major
fight in the hall’, Albus concludes his story.
Susan was looking at him disbelievingly. ‘Oh shit’, she said
‘What?’ Albus asked, still moodily.
‘You are even dumber than I am’, Susan exclaimed.
‘Excuse me?’ Albus asked, completely taken aback.
‘We were talking about you, you crackpot old fool!’ Susan explained.
Albus couldn’t believe his ears. ‘Really?’
‘Who else?’ Susan asked, shaking her head, ‘When you two gave each other
that Christmas-hug-kiss- sort of thing, both of your feet popped up. That’s how
I knew’.
‘Well… maybe that theory isn’t so ridiculous after all’, Albus said
grinning.
***
Minerva stood in front of her third-year students. ‘I want you to finish
your essay before next week’, she said, before the bell rang. She sat down
behind her desk again, listening to the students commenting about their
homework. When the last student left the classroom she heard him say. ‘Good
afternoon, Professor Dumbledore’. Then she heard Albus voice and the student
replying, ‘yes, she is still inside’.
Oh no, she thought desperately, I’m not in the mood for this. She pushed
her chair back and tried to hide below her desk.
The moment Albus entered the room he saw her duck below the desk. Trying
to hide a smile he said, ‘don’t bother, I’ve already saw you Minerva’.
Minerva felt a blush covering her face when she stood up. ‘I... I
dropped something’, she stammered.
Albus moved towards the desk. ‘I believe I owe you an apology’, he said
softly, ‘I was wrong and I am sorry’.
Unable to meet his eyes, Minerva moved some papers around on her desk.
‘That’s al right, thank you’, she answered quietly, ‘but why did you acted
so... strange?’
Albus cleared his throat. ‘I thought I lost you’.
‘What?’ Minerva said, knocking a pile of books from her desk.
Hastily she bend down to pick up the books. Albus did the same thing.
Not a very wise move, because when Minerva stood up again, she accidentally
slammed a book in his face
‘Ouch!’ Albus moaned.
‘Oh shit!’ Minerva exclaimed.
Albus forgot about his painful face and looked at her in shock. ‘Did you
just say...’
‘No, I said… sorry’, Minerva covered hastily.
‘All right’, Albus said grinning, placing the books back on her desk.
An awkward silence filled the room.
‘Are you all right?’ Minerva asked softly. ‘Maybe you should go to the
Hospital Wing’.
Albus shook his head. ‘That won’t be necessary’, he reassured her,
‘besides, Poppy would be very shocked indeed if I told her that you’d hit me
with a book’. Minerva smiled.
Looking straight in her eyes, Albus said, ‘I behaved like an idiot’.
‘A little’, Minerva nodded.
‘A big idiot’, Albus continued, smiling for a moment. ‘But it’s just...
I...I care...about... you...so...I just... I...
Minerva felt that her face turned red again. ‘I care a lot about you
too’, she began.
‘Exactly’, Albus smiled, ‘That’s what I... what I wanted... to say’.
‘And... I... want’, Minerva continued to stammer, but Albus thought to
himself, this is getting too long-winded.
Closing the distant between them he took her face in his hand and kissed her.
While returning his kiss, Minerva felt her feet pop up. ‘I love him’,
she thought happily.
The End.