The Magical House of Dumbledore (A Marauders Love Story)

Chapter Twenty One.

The meeting went with a hitch. Sirius and Regulas were there, talking to me, and I had actually started to knock my head into a wall. "Why are you both so . . . bleh?" I asked when I had stopped.

"Nice to know I'm 'bleh' to you, Fred," Sirius said moodily.

I raised an eyebrow, and whispered in his ear, "everybody is a 'bleh' today." I moved back, and started to show him what I had just written about some random shit of Animagus.

He took it from my hands, and checked it over, nodding here and there, but more scrunching up of the nose, to which I really wanted to hit him for when he told me that it's perfect. Really, I would have killed him, but his Dad was watching us, he was giving me a glare, to which I had this really bad urge to move over to Avery or somebody else, because that was starting to scare the hell out of me.

"Um, you're Dad scares me," I wrote down, before standing up and walking over to Avery, who immediately made room for me to sit down beside him.

"Well, as you can see," Dumbledore said, his eyes sparkling. "She's got an incredible influence on most of the students here."

"How smart is she?" Mr. Black said, peering at me.

"Incredibly intelligent," Avery, Regulas and Sirius said immediately.

I'm at a loss for words. "Modesty," Dumbledore said.

"With you four she might soon be at a loss for words and be bright red," I didn't say. No, I actually didn't say that. It was some random dude who just walked into the room. He was tall, mysterious and handsome.

Kill him and his typicalness.

"Sorry I'm late, had this terrible problem in Germany."

I could tell he was lying, but I shrugged it off.

"Please sit down, Anthony," Dumbledore said.

For some reason, I want to write 'Dumble' on a door. Because that has everything to do with this.

"Meet Fred," Dumbledore said with all seriousness on his face.

"Or Harley, or Peverell, or Davidson, or Dumbledore, take your pick," I said.

"You've got many names," he said.

I nodded. "I do," I said, and then my face was suddenly hit in the face with his scarf that he had to take off like right there.

The meeting was boring, and then it ended. Some stayed, like the blonde pair, Mr. Black and Avery, who I've found out his name is Caelen.

I heard Mr. Black talking to Sirius and Regulas about me being a little whore, and I couldn't help what I did next, and Dumbledore wasn't in here.

"Calling me a whore, are you?" I asked him loudly, turning to face him. "And what do you mean by that, sir?"

I had to be polite at some point.

"Yes, you are actually,"  he said. "Only talking to boys, and I know you've been with Regulas, and then Sirius."

I smiled at him, despite wanting to pull his head off. "Well. Did you see any girls in here? No, I don't remember any. I was, I won't deny it, I was with Regulas before Sirius--"

"Dad, I broke up with her," Regulas said flatly. "And Harley is friends with Meda too."

"And what about Bellatrix?"

"Bellatrix punched Harley for being, too, erm, pretty," he said, blushing.

Sirius was silently cracking up laughinig behind them both.

"Why couldn't you have just waited till you have gotten home to backtalk the person who's likely to be headmistriss of your grandchildren? I won't forget you, you know."

"Is that a threat?"

"Maybe," I replied curtly.

He glared, before leaving the office.

"How come with you Blacks, you either really hate me, or really like me?" I asked.

They both shrugged, before Sirius came over, and grabbed my hand, and glared at Avery. Avery was getting uncomforting, and then I decided to make a sammich.

"Ew, avocado," Sirius said.

"Avocado is amazing!" I said defensively.

"No, it's disgusting," he said.

"No, just no. Go away," I said, pointing at the door.

"Not gonna happen, you love me too much," he said.

"Oh, I don't know about that, this avocado is seeming to be more attractive," I said. "You've got some competition."

Regulas laughed as he came over. "Well, brother, you're being rejected for an avocado. Although, that avocado does look much better than you."

"It does, doesn't it!" I said with a huge grin, and I called Avery over. "Isn't this a cute Avocado?"

"I worry about you," he said seriously.

"So does everybody, but I'll unwillingly grow up," I said. "But don't you think?"

He sighed, and looked at Sirius. "Yes, it's a cute avocado," he said. "I felt like an idiot saying that."

"Good boy," I said smugly. "I have now proven that your brother, and Avery are gay," I said to Sirius.

"HEY!" they both yelled, coming around the desk. Sirius took a few steps back, and I jumped over the desk, laughing my head off. Sirius wrapped his arms around me, and they stopped. I was still laughing, and so was he.

I took a bite of the sammich I had finished making before I declared that.

"You four are very strange," Lucius said. I turned around, and swallowed.

"It's probably why they still talk to me."

"No, we're payed to be your friends," Avery admitted.

"Yep," Sirius and Reg said. "We don't even like you."

I nodded, then took another bite, swallowed, before saying, "I knew it. You guys are the reason why we're living on Spinners End, aren't you?" I asked.

They all nodded.

"You live by Severus?" Lucius asked.

"Opposite him," I said.

He appeared to be thinking. "I see," he said. "It was nice to meet you, Harley Peverell."

"It was a pleasure," Mr. Malfoy said, kissing my hand. "I hope to see you again."

I smiled. "And the same to you both," I said, smiling. They waved goodbye.

"Alright you lot, get out, you're not welcome here," I said, pushing them all to the exit, and I followed them too. All in all, that was a pretty weird meeting. I'm glad I don't have to attend that again.