[AN: please don't hate me...]
[Dumbledore POV]
And there she was. That oak beauty right in front of me. Her golden knob that shines in the moonlight and calls my name. She stares at me while I sit at my desk, begging for me to open her, to caress that sweet, sweet knob of hers. Her lock was locked... Good. I got up and rubbed her knob "miss me?" I missed her yes, but, being a head master of a wizarding school is hard work. Our time tonight will be short. I hope she doesn't mind. I look up to that hook that I installed on her and hang up my robes for bed. "I'm sorry but I have work tomorrow morning. You know how it is." I can tell she wasn't happy. She isn't very happy these days. I'll make it up to her. I turn away from the door, still screaming my name and crawl into bed. She watches me as I drift off into a deep slumber
Until next time, my dear.
