Challenge: the Dumbledores
Word Count: 100
“Ah. Took ya long enough to get here.” Aberforth, hands on his hips, sneered at Severus. “Did ya stop to wipe young Malfoy's nose?”
“When I need nose waste for a potions, I'll come to you first.” Severus sneered back. “I assume that's not why you owled me?”
Aberforth grunted. “Not hardly. Come on t'the back.”
Severus had only been in the back of the Hog's Head once on a bet, and the spiderwebs had been the stuff of nightmares. “Not until you tell me what's going on.”
“It's - “ Aberforth wet his lips. “It's Grumble.”