Chapter twenty seven

Dumbledore's POV

I knew what to expect when I finally reached the secret dorm room; I had seen this kind of thing before when I was a student at Hogwarts. One of the boys in my year, Timothy Kush, was a cross-bread, except his magic overload was connected with lust instead of anger. So I've had a lot of practice.

Well, it seems Mrs Murbarak is larger than Timothy and by the looks of it, deadlier.

Maybe I should get help.

Oh well, no time now.

"Alright Severus, your job is to distract her while I try and find her buttocks" it's the most sensitive part you know.

Severus looked displeased by this so I gave him a shove in her direction; she quickly caught sight of him and turned all of her attention to him. Wonderful.

You may or may not know this but finding the rear end of a cross-bread whilst their in this state is actually very difficult. You know, since it pretty much all looks the same. But there are small signs but once you've located them you just aim and duck for cover.

And that's exactly what I did.

There was a deafening scream and a strange swelshing noise, I knew it was ok to look up again so I did and found Severus lying on the floor a little way to the right and Mrs Murbarak passed out in the door way.

"MUM!!" excuse me?

"MUM!! Oh my god!! What happened?" ah Miss Murbarak

Young miss Mubarak appeared in the door way next to her mother looking distressed. She knelt down and started frantically looking around until she saw me.

"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO?" she screamed at me.

"calm down, your mother will be fine"

"FINE? She's lying limp on the floor!"

I sighed. She defiantly took after her mother. Then I realised that one important person wasn't here.

"Miss Murbarak where is Mr Malfoy?" goodness, what if she's killed him.