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A/N: I am back again! I came up with this idea with a friend of mine while on a train. I hope it works. Please review at the end. If you think I need improving, I need to know how...I am open to all suggestions, except pointless flames which I will laugh at. Thanks!

All beta-reading credit goes to gahhMinerva, because she rocks! Thank you!

Consequences

The Realms of Boredom

It was the end of a particularly stressful year and the staff of Hogwarts felt glad that the year had finally come to that blissful end. The strain was most felt by the heads of houses, and most of all, the headmaster. The end of year staff meeting was dragging along, while slowly dragging its participants in to the realms of boredom, and sending them in to a stupor. Glassy eyes and long faces were all that Albus saw as he gazed around the hot staffroom, all of them including himself, wishing they were anywhere else but here. It seemed Severus had finally died of the boredom as he brook no refusal to offer Mr. Longbottom remedial potions the coming year. A mere grunt was all that the potions master could add to the statement from the headmaster and a few staff came in to focus at the apparent lack of refusal from Severus Snape himself. Minerva had unceremoniously crashed in to the nearest armchair and was fanning herself with a magazine, which she had found, pushed down the side. She had not even noticed what was on the front for the heat had made her brain go fuzzy. It was perhaps lucky that Minerva did not notice, as she would have found it was the latest edition of Play Witch, which one of the male members of staff had forgotten to take with him. Albus found himself amused for a few minutes as his right-hand sat and fanned herself excessively with what she must have thought was an innocent teaching magazine.

Deciding to give up on the end of year review meeting altogether, Albus decided it would be a fantastic opportunity to go and have a few drinks in The Three Broomsticks, and also give the staff a little treat by buying a few rounds for their hard work this year.

"I think we ought to postpone this meeting until further notice once we have all been refreshed. I think a get-together at the Three broomsticks would be a fantastic end to the day, would you not agree?" Albus announced to the room full of exhausted Hogwarts staff. At the mention of a drink, everyone seemed to perk up a little and start shuffling their papers, agreeing full heartedly about the headmasters proposal.

"I think that's the best idea you have had all week, Headmaster." Severus muttered and joined the staff in a good banter about what drink he would have once they got down to the pub. Albus nodded and turned away to speak with his deputy.

"Minerva, I do believe you have been fanning yourself with a recent edition of Play Witch. The young lady of which you have been flashing to the young men on the otherside of the room has rather distracted them, and they are not giving me full answers." Albus said with a rather large grin on his face. Minerva looked at Albus, registering what he was saying and let out a squeak of surprise as she saw an inappropriately positioned young lady on the front of a new Firebolt. Poppy gasped in shock, then giggled at what Minerva was holding, and soon the whole room was aware of the offending magazine. Glancing around the room for a guilty offender, Minerva was only met with grinning young men, and cackling Rolanda Hooch.

"Oh, that's a good one, Min!" she shouted and Minerva sent a withering glare in her direction, and then to the headmaster who had caused the commotion.

"Did you really have to point that out?"

"Yes, I thought it would give the staff a moral boost." Albus replied, unaffected by the full glare he was now receiving. "Do lighten up Tabby, I'm sure had it been anyone else, you would have laughed too,"

The corners of Minerva's mouth began to tip up and form in to a small smile.

"Yes I thought so," Albus concluded with the know-it-all twinkle he usually had when he knew he was right.

"Oh, stop rubbing it in," Minerva replied as Albus offered to take her books back to her personal quarters. Albus merely chuckled and followed her to the door. Turning abruptly once he had reached the wooden door, Albus reminded the staff to meet him in the three Broomsticks by five that evening and then continued his path towards his deputy's quarters. It took Albus a few minutes to catch up with Minerva's brusque walk as she had walked off before he could call her back. But when he finally did catch up with her, he saw her walking through the portrait of Godric Gryffindor and in to her sitting room.

"If you could be so kind as to leave my books on the chair please? I can put them away later on," Minerva said crisply as she shed her emerald-green over cloak and draped it over the chair. Albus complied and left them on a wooden seat near her desk in the corner. It had become a routine now that whenever one of them had books or parchment, the other would immediately take either pile and bring them back to a designated spot which they had designed for such a purpose. "Thank you, Albus."

"No problem, it was my pleasure. Now I have told the staff to meet at the Broomsticks for five, so when would you like to be escorted?" Albus asked graciously and awaited her answer.

"Erm, well you could meet me for about half past four? I fancy walking down to Hogsmeade today, instead of flooing." Minerva decided, removing the pins from her bun.

"That would be wonderful. Half four it is then," Albus replied and bowed as he exited the room. Minerva walked straight in to the bathroom to shower with a smile on her face. She knew he would always wait for her, no matter what the time of day or night.

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