Dreams Can Come True After All!

Chapter three: Dumbledore

Snape knocked on the door to Dumbledore's office and entered the room without waiting for an answer. It was something he wished he hadn't when he saw what was going on. Dumbledore did not wear his usual robes, instead he wore a kilt! Snape turned away. He didn't want to see Dumbledore in a kilt. That's when he noticed that he and Dumbledore weren't the only persons in the room. The third person was so small you could actually miss him very easily. Professor Flitwick seemed to be hidden under Dumbledore's kilt!

'Not Dumbledore too!' Snape thought. Lupin and Trelawney was one thing, but Dumbledore and Flitwick was quite another. Not to mention that he himself had just done Madam Pomfrey!

"Oh, Severus!" Dumbledore said, suddenly noticing him. "Do you know by any chance what is going on in school today?" Dumbledore's voice was strange. Obviously he and Flitwick had been quite busy...

"Yes sir!" Snape said, willing to think of anything else than what he had to look at... "Everyone's dreams that they had last night seem to be coming true. Both dreams and nightmares... I've already sent Goyle up to the hospital wing to kinky!Poppy..."

Kinky!Poppy? What the hell was he thinking? He was wearing high heels for goodness sake; red ones! Why couldn't it have been green ones!

"... I'm going back there now to see if Goyle is doing any better!"

"You could prepare for class, Severus!" Dumbledore suggested. "I could, but I want to go to kinky!Poppy!"

"He's hooked..." Flitwick whispered.

"What did you say, Filius! Yes, I've seen you hiding place. I never knew you two had such dreams! Well I suppose there can be worse things than this..." Snape said.

"Look outside and you'll see worse things!" Dumbledore said.

Severus slowly walked to the window. Dumbledore was right. This was much worse. And with these damn shoes he could do nothing about it!" These shoes were not made for walking on grass... they would sink into the ground... and since he couldn't take them off...

The way Hagrid got affected... Snape shuddered involuntarily as he looked away from the window. Who would have thought that the skin of the half-giant turned to be so thin for a spell to make dreams come true? Having to be Poppy Pomfrey's sex slave wasn't too bad a deal after all!

Snape looked outside again. The class looked odd. There was a student he recognised as a Hufflepuff trying to cover himself up with his bag... since he was only wearing rubber boots. NEWT Care of Magical Creatures class wasn't exactly the time to walk around naked...

He was brought back from his musings by Professor Flitwick who squeaked: "Nice shoes, Severus!"

Snape turned around on his heels, almost keeling over and walked back out of the office... he had seen enough! The teachers lounge would be quite empty, would it? Maybe he could find a bit of peace and quiet before he had to teach those insolent students. Who knew what dreams they had had the previous night!

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Malfoy ran towards his Care of Magical Creatures class.

"Sorry, I'm late Professor! I had to take Goyle to ..." Malfoy stopped midsentence. His mouth fell open as he looked upon his Professor.