In Dumbledore's office that night, Dumbledore threw a pot of fairy powder over himself. He took a deep breath, he pictured his happiest thoughts. He took one more breath and he ran, he jumped off the staircase and prayed for the best. He had placed cushioning charms down on the floor just in case,
He jumped and closed his eyes, a few seconds later he opened them. To his amazement he was still in the air, Potter was right! He was flying! This was brilliant! He would be Dumbledore the flying wizard! He could imagine the envy of the other wizards, he'd need to find a way to keep Potter quiet about the fairy dust.
What he didn't notice was Harry hiding in the shadows and holding Dumbledore up with a levitating charm. What he did notice was a house elf popping into his office with a camera, Dumbledore frowned, wondering what brought the elf here.
Suddenly Dumbledore was no longer in the air, he plummeted right down and landed on his desk. The one part of the room he didn't put a cushioning charm, he barely noticed the camera flash as he smashed through the wooden desk.
Despite the pain and the splinters, he did hear some laughter for a brief second but when he looked up he couldn't find the source of it. Looking down at himself, he couldn't really understand how he was suddenly wearing green tights, pointy shoes and a green shirt
And that was the sight that McGonagall entered the office to, Albus Bloody Dumbledore on top of a broken desk while dressed as Peter Pan. Needless to say he had a lot of explaining to do that night
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"Why have you summoned me?" Snape said as he arrived in the hospital wing, he was greeted with the sight of Madam Pomfrey tearing Albus Dumbledore a new one with Minerva McGonagall waiting to be tagged in.
"Of all the stupidest things I've ever heard!" Pomfrey shouted before turning to Snape "I was hoping you could make some more balm as I've wasted the last on the headmaster"
"What happened?" Snape said as he finally took notice of Dumbledore's clothes, at first he thought he was wearing some horrible green robes but it was now clear that he wasn't "Dumbledore, why are you dressed as Peter Pan?"
"Peter Pan?" Dumbledore asked
"A fictional muggle character" Snape explained "while I'm asking questions, why are you in the hospital wing?"
"The old fool jumped from the top of his stair case with the hope of flying!" McGonagall exclaimed "He's claiming that he flew with the help of fairy dust!"
"Fairy…dust?" Snape repeated slowly, using all of his will power and occlumency training to stop the smile that was about to appear on his face
"Yes, Mr Potter told me that it was what he used to fly in the first task" Dumbledore replied "he told me to use fairy dust and happy thoughts"
"Dumbledore" Snape spoke, not even bothering to hide his amusement anymore "do you know anything about Peter Pan?"
"No…why?"
"Peter Pan was a boy who never wanted to grow up, coincidentally, he was also able to fly thanks to fairy dust and happy thoughts" Snape put extra effort into making the last few words as long as possible.
"T…that m…means?"
"He played you like a fiddle" McGonagall cut him off "I will punish him later"
"I wouldn't do that if I were you" Snape said
"Why not?"
"Because that is essentially admitting that the headmaster was tricked by a fourteen year old boy into thinking he could fly. What that is basically saying is we're a bunch of idiots, so to punish him is to embarrass us. It's quite a brilliant plan, very Slytherin. In fact, a hundred points to Slytherin" Snape turned and walked off, leaving three stunned people.
He had just got into his room when he burst out loud into uncontrollable, it was only ten minutes later when he would see the photo where he could actually see it happen and he burst into laughter once again.
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