A/N: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! I would like to credit the fabulous JRR Tolkien for inspiring such a fabulous conversation between the characters. ROUND OF APPLAUSE!
I walked into the Great Hall after finishing my Herbology essay, hating myself for having taken it as a NEWTS class. Everyone warned me. But did I listen? DO I EVER LISTEN? Of course not. Now, I had to write an essay about Deathly-Daisies. Sounds interesting, doesn't it? An essay about deadly flowers. UGLY deadly flowers. And Mr. Longbottom had made it sound so interesting!
I went between the Slytherin and Gryffindor tables, ignoring the looks and glares I got from the slimy Slytherin assholes. Nothing new there. I waved at Scorp as I passed him and smiled, he gave me a small grin and shrug. I walked towards the hurdle of people which I tagged as my friends as I sat down beside Albus, who seemed to be deep into the conversation.
"What are you guys talking about?" I asked as I looked around at their enthusiastic faces. They all turned to look at me with cold eyes. I tried not to whimper as I gulped and raised an eyebrow.
"ALYA!" Rose said loudly as she leaned over the table to stare at me with her dark brown eyes. "Who is better? Gandalf or Dumbledore?"
"Um… better in WHAT, exactly?" I mumbled as I paused for a moment, trying to recall the famous muggle-movie character, Randalf, was it?
"At EVERYTHING. Whose COOLER?" Dave said as he rolled his eyes as if I was being the idiot. I smirked at him and stuck my tongue out at him.
"I don't know, maybe-" I started.
“Dumbledore.” Albus said immediately, answering for me. I rolled my eyes, of course he would.
"I agree," I said sarcastically, looking around. "Albus Severus Potter… he wasn’t given that name just to make it sound ugly," I said with a mischievous grin as the table laughed. Albus glared at me but smiled, shaking his head.
“Gandalf doesn’t even exist, there is no competition.” Lily said with an eye roll.
“Well, taking into account all the cool stuff that this fictional character, namely Gandalf, has done, I would say he is more… kick ass.” Rose said simply with a shrug. “Just sayin'.”
“Give reasons.” I pointed out with a smile. I am merely an observer in these types of conversations. Because of Rose's mom, Hermione, the Potters and Weasleys have watched many muggle movies. I have watched a couple of these discussions, but I always get confused. I always wondered why Gandalf couldn't kick Sarumon's ass with the Killing Curse? He was a WIZARD after all! Not that I approve of the Killing Curse, of course. But you have to finish him off somehow! And what was with his wand? I was like a giant stick that was more like a staff. Not very subtle in my opinion.
“Dumbledore is the coolest. That is all.” Albus said as he leaned back, stretching and placing both his hand behind his head.
Freddy and Dave shook their heads as they turned to talk to each other. Moments later they sat back up and looked at us.
“Let us just break it down for y'all.” Dave began as he smiled.
“Dumbledore is pretty sweet, ye know? Running a school where all sorts of crazy shit goes down. He had a bird that spontaneously combusts and REBORNS like JESUS. He also had a pretty sweet office with talking paintings, fabulous hats, and a freaking PENSIEVE, not to mention he was the owner of the Elder wand for some time, and he really helped Mr. Harry Potter with the whole saving the world thing. Oh, and he dies helping to save the world. Pretty badass.” Freddy commented as we all nodded in agreement.
“Then there’s Gandalf.” Dave said with a mischievous smile as he gave a miniature drum roll. “First, he finds the root of all evil, and lays out a plan to save the world. When he gets shit on by his buddy Sarumon, he escapes by TALKING TO A MOTH , so that the moth can go get his buddy a GIANT EAGLE TO FLY HIM OFF THE ROOF of Sarumon’s high-rise.”
Freddy continued. “Then he hooks back up with Frodo, and proceeds as planned to save the world with the whole gang. But wait…”
“HE DIES.” Dave stated coldly. “And he bloody dies FIGHTING A DEMON WITH A GIANT FLAME AND A FREAKING WHIP!”
“Now, dying would normally be a problem…” said Freddy with a grin.
“But FUCK THAT!”
“Gandalf just shrugs it off LIKE A BOSS and comes back to finish what he started. He also decided to update his wardrobe with some pimpin’ white robes.” Freddy said with a grin.
“Now fully pimped out, he tells everybody the plan and kicks some bloody arse!”
“Cause that is how Gandalf rolls.” Concluded Freddy.
“With balls of steel.” Continued Dave.
“Balls of steel.” Freddy said as he pointed down to his lower area.
We all stared at them in shock, our jaws hanging slightly. I, personally, am quite disturbed by the whole sequence.
“I still think Dumbledore is better cause he is fucking real.” Lily said with a shrug as she continued eating.
The table erupted in laughter at Fred and Dave's faces, who seemed to be going through a serious case of constipation.
“Sorry…"I heard the familiar voice behind me as I turned to look at Aleksander who was staring down at me with a very sexy grin. "Am I interrupting something?”
“Yes.” Albus responded coldly. I elbowed him in the stomach and shook my head at Aleksander with a smile.
“Oh, no… don’t worry about it.” I said as I ran a hand through my hair. Albus smirked at my words as he looked down at the table grumpily.
My friends looked at each other nervously, raising curious eyebrows and falling silent.
Aleksander smiled at them kindly as he looked down at me with a nervous grin. “So um… someone told me that… you know… you were really good with Transfigurations, and I, well…” he laughed nervously. “Not so much.”
Albus smirk as he laughed bitterly. “Yeah… we all know you lack some brain muscle.” I elbowed his harshly as I glared in disbelief, making him fall silent, but I could still hear the snickers from the rest of my 'friends'.
I turned to look at Krum with a kind smile. “Yeah?” I said kindly, ushering him to continue.
“Well… do you think you can tutor me?” he said with a grin.
I blinked at him. “But… you’re a seventh year, I’ve only taken half of what you have.” I reminded him as I ran a hand through my hair.
“Yeah… but I’m pretty sure that you know more than I.” he continued as he flashed me a charming grin.
"Weren't Ravenclaws supposed to be smart? This one seems like a dumbass," Dave said under his breath, making the table laugh discretely.
“Yeah! Sure! Of course! I’d love to! Yes!” I responded quickly, nodding frantically. Trying to make Krum ignore my friends before they embarrass me further.
Aleksander smiled as he stepped back. “Great… I suppose I’ll see you….” He paused as he raised an eyebrow in question.
“Tonight at eight in the library?” I offered.
“Sounds great.” He said with a wink as he walked away to the Ravenclaw table.
“GOAAAAAL!” Lily mouthed as she leaned back and laughed. “You got HIM, Allie! He is so totally, TANGIBLE! God, his arse is just… mm!” she fake-squeezed two balls in midair, making all of us wince in disgust. Did she really have to be so graphic? Though I couldn’t stop myself from thinking… Oh yeah, he was definitely tangible.
Albus shifted beside me uncomfortably, merely poking his food with his fork, pushing around the carrot and burying it into the mashed potato. Now the carrot is buried underneath the mount of mashed-potatoness….....
deep within the smash…....
the end…...
smash…
mash potato…
mash..........
Is that a metaphor or is it only me? I glanced at him and raised an eyebrow. “What’s wrong with you?” I asked gently, my brain still repeating the words 'smashed… buried… potato… carrot… GONE'.
Albus looked up at me and shrugged nonchallant . “Nothing…” he said as he stood up and stretched. “I gotta go pick up some books from Slughorn, and I just need to get that damn potions report done... See you guys later.” He said as he waved at the group and ruffled my hair, walking out of the Great Hall.
I sigh heavily in dismay as I turn to look at the rest of the group who looked at me intently. I pushed back my messed up hair and played with its end.
“What?” I asked curiously as I raised an eyebrow, noticing how they were still looking.
“You’re so fucking blind,” muttered Sam as he shook his head. The team turned to look at him, slightly surprised at his presence. Since when did this guy swear? Hugo merely nodded in agreement with friend, making me more confused. Those two kind of popped out of nowhere...
I did not respond to Sam's question, honestly not knowing how to refer to it. I ignored the thought of Albus' behavior as I cleared my throat as I stood up. “Okay, I gotta go… get some… work done.” I excused myself lamely as I stood up and walked away, feeling their eyes on my back.
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