The great surprise was prepared. Ginny had been waiting weeks for this moment. It was Harry's birthday, and she gathered all his closest friends to hide in the dungeon. As he opened the door, he was greeted by a sudden outbreak of rapping witches and wizards.
It wasn't particularly good, but he enjoyed it, nonetheless. After Ron finished his solo beatbox, Harry gave him a big hug. Dumbledore calmly entered the dungeon and bellowed to Harry "Happy Birthday!"
He proceeded to exit the dungeon, but Ginny enquired of him his interest in cake. Dumbledore accepted the offer as he continued his departure of the party. He had arrived at the stairs by the time Ginny caught up to him, panting and holding a plate of cake. Dumbledore smiled and refused the cake, stating he had changed his mind.
Furious, Ginny huffily hurried back to the party dungeon. Tears streaming down her face fell from her chin, drenching Dumbledore's cake. As she entered the dungeon again, her classmates wondered at her tears. The echoes of their murmuring softly sounded throughout the room. Slowly, Ginny stopped her crying.
Furious, Ginny huffily hurried back to the party dungeon. Tears streaming down her face fell from her chin, drenching Dumbledore's cake. As she entered the dungeon again, her classmates wondered at her tears. The echoes of their murmuring softly sounded throughout the room. Slowly, Ginny stopped her crying.
When the murmuring ceased, she turned to the students. "Revenge" she stated firmly. "I will have revenge on that oaf. Who will join me?" she asked, glaring around the room.
One by one, Harry, Ron, Hermione, Neville, Draco, Cho, Colin, Dean, Seamus, Luna, Susan, Padma, and Pavarti all raised their hands in commitment to this endeavor.
In unison they marched, shaking Hogwarts with every step, up to the headmaster's quarters, each with a slice of cake in hand. Ginny still held the tear-soaked slice from before. They approached his door, and channeling their fury, pounded on it, demanding he open at once. The door creaked open, slowly revealing a pair of spectacles.
In unison they marched, shaking Hogwarts with every step, up to the headmaster's quarters, each with a slice of cake in hand. Ginny still held the tear-soaked slice from before. They approached his door, and channeling their fury, pounded on it, demanding he open at once. The door creaked open, slowly revealing a pair of spectacles.
Calmly, Dumbledore spoke. "Ah, Ms. Weasley, is the party over so soon?" he said, glancing down at the student. "How can I help you?" he added smugly.
Trembling, she responded "You. Will have your cake. And eat it too!"
Ginny snapped her fingers, and her classmates immediately launched their cake slices at the headmaster, but with the spryness of a champion Seeker, he dodged each and every one. Leaping down the stairs and flipping off the walls, not the slightest smear of icing touched his cloak.
"Don't give up!" Ginny shouted, as they all pulled out their wands.
Ginny snapped her fingers, and her classmates immediately launched their cake slices at the headmaster, but with the spryness of a champion Seeker, he dodged each and every one. Leaping down the stairs and flipping off the walls, not the slightest smear of icing touched his cloak.
"Don't give up!" Ginny shouted, as they all pulled out their wands.
A barrage of spells flew towards Dumbledore. They tried to stun him, but he deflected every curse with a flourish, backing towards the Great Hall with every dodge. Volley after volley he waved away with ease, and after a while he began to attack back.
"Scatter!" shouted Dean as they burst through the giant doors. Not quick enough to avoid Dumbledore's counter-spells, Pavarti and Colin dropped right at the entrance. The commotion startled the students dining in the Great Hall, and Ginny's faction soon had reinforcements. All around the room spells flew at Dumbledore, and all around the room spells flew back, incapacitating many.
Harry cried "Accio broom!" and his Firebolt crashed swiftly through the window. He gathered all the quidditch players and they soared up to the ceiling and arced back for a quick succession of attacks. None hit, and they flew back up to ready another flank.
Meanwhile, Dumbledore had left Luna, Padma and Susan ensnared to the tables. He stunned Dean and Seamus, but Hermione was quick to cure them. Draco found Crabbe and Goyle, and together they snuck right past Dumbledore to the teachers' chambers, sniggering all the while.
Harry prepared for another attack, but Hagrid burst through the windows riding a thestral. Behind him flew the entire parliament of the students owls, bringing mail and malice. Hundreds of talons swiped at the swirling headmaster, but none could touch him. Feathers and parchment rained through the Hall, clouding the view of all. Still, the tempest in the middle danced about.
Harry prepared for another attack, but Hagrid burst through the windows riding a thestral. Behind him flew the entire parliament of the students owls, bringing mail and malice. Hundreds of talons swiped at the swirling headmaster, but none could touch him. Feathers and parchment rained through the Hall, clouding the view of all. Still, the tempest in the middle danced about.
Ginny yelled to Harry "Clear the air!"
Without hesitation the soaring squadron circled the room, clearing the debris from the air.
"To me!" shouted Ron, rallying the students for another onslaught.
Their numbers had fallen, but they would not give up. Ginny remained still by the doors, fury in her eyes glared out at the mad wizard. As her remaining classmates rushed forward, bombarding Dumbledore with the most powerful spells they could conjure, she strode forth, unwavering amongst the commotion.
The crazed headmaster continued to leap, and flip, and swirl, still untouched by a single spell. Ginny continued forth, slowly approaching her target, cake still in hand. Her classmates fell to Dumbledore's counter-spells. Beside her fell Cho, then Neville. Dean, Seamus, and Hermione had recovered enough to join back in the fight, but they too were soon incapacitated next to the Weasley girl.
The crazed headmaster continued to leap, and flip, and swirl, still untouched by a single spell. Ginny continued forth, slowly approaching her target, cake still in hand. Her classmates fell to Dumbledore's counter-spells. Beside her fell Cho, then Neville. Dean, Seamus, and Hermione had recovered enough to join back in the fight, but they too were soon incapacitated next to the Weasley girl.
She continued her pace forward. One by one the rest of the students in the Great Hall fell to Dumbledore's mastery. Last to fall by Ginny's side was her brother. Ron fought nobly, but he couldn't hold the defense by himself.
Sensing the fury of spells had subsided, Dumbledore spun to a halt. He beheld his wonderful destruction and laughed mightily. Now, quite close to her nemesis, Ginny brought up her wand, preparing a final blow. She leaped forward raising her arm. Not able to contain himself, Dumbledore burst out even louder at the thought of this little witch trying to stop him.
Sensing the fury of spells had subsided, Dumbledore spun to a halt. He beheld his wonderful destruction and laughed mightily. Now, quite close to her nemesis, Ginny brought up her wand, preparing a final blow. She leaped forward raising her arm. Not able to contain himself, Dumbledore burst out even louder at the thought of this little witch trying to stop him.
With a simple flick of his wrist, he disarmed Ginny, but this was his undoing. The wizard had focused his entire will on dodging and countering all the student's spells; he didn't expect a physical attack. As he leaned back further in laughter, he suddenly found himself unable to breathe.
As she shoved the entire tear-drenched cake into his mouth, the full weight of Ginny fell onto the headmaster's chest and they toppled to the ground. He lay there writhing, trying to breathe any ounce of air.
Ginny grabbed his jaw and made him chew. After he had masticated enough to swallow, he gave a large gasp. His oxygen replenished, Dumbledore at last had a moment to savor the flavor of the previously-denied cake. It was the most delicious cake he had ever tasted. Maybe it was the added saltiness, or maybe it was the raspberry filling, but it was most definitely the best cake he had ever eaten.
Satisfied, Ginny released Dumbledore, quickly turned, and began to make her way out of the Great Hall. The students slowly began to recover, and when Dumbledore had finished savoring the cake, and had completely regained his breath, he stood up and made his way to the podium to address the students.
"As you all can see, the Great Hall is a great mess." the headmaster announced, smirking slightly at his own wit.
"While it may be challenging to keep our temper in times of frustration, it's important we each do our very best to maintain composure, and strive for maturity." he added, invoking the opposite of his message in the gathering witches and wizards.
"Classes will be cancelled for the rest of the day" he continued, pulling out a handful of sherbet lemons from his ruffled cloak. Sucking on one, he resumed.
"All students involved in today's antics will be required to assist in tidying up the Great Hall. We will resume our usual schedule tomorrow."
Bitter groans sounded throughout the room.
"Lastly," Dumbledore added, as he began cautiously stepping away from the podium, aware of the many menacing eyes fixed on him. "Let us all wish Harry Potter a very happy Birthday!"
He bounded back to the teacher's chambers as the mob of students cried furiously out at him. A moment later he reemerged kicking and flailing about, being carried by three other jovial Dumbledores. They held him up high as all the young witches and wizards each pointed their wand at him. Ron stepped up to the front.
"Who did you say will be cleaning the Great Hall?" He asked.
"I suppose we should all chip in!" Dumbledore replied.
Wands rose and started to glow.
"On second thought, you've all been doing tremendously this semester. Enjoy the day off!" he said gulping.
"I thought that's what you said" Ron responded. The three Dumbledores dropped Dumbledore on the steps leading up to the podium, and marched off triumphantly with the other students, all cheering as they exited the Great Hall.
Back on the castle grounds, Ginny saw her classmates approaching. After they explained the remainder of the events, she sighed in relief, congratulating everyone and thanking them for their help. Harry and Ron even gave high-fives to Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle as the polyjuice potion wore off.
"Brilliant idea!" Harry commented to Malfoy, and everyone agreed.
"Three Broomsticks anyone?" Malfoy suggested after thanking his rival.
"The Three Broomsticks!" the students shouted in excitement. A nice butterbeer sounded like the perfect way to relax after such an eventful day.
Satisfied, Ginny released Dumbledore, quickly turned, and began to make her way out of the Great Hall. The students slowly began to recover, and when Dumbledore had finished savoring the cake, and had completely regained his breath, he stood up and made his way to the podium to address the students.
"As you all can see, the Great Hall is a great mess." the headmaster announced, smirking slightly at his own wit.
"While it may be challenging to keep our temper in times of frustration, it's important we each do our very best to maintain composure, and strive for maturity." he added, invoking the opposite of his message in the gathering witches and wizards.
"Classes will be cancelled for the rest of the day" he continued, pulling out a handful of sherbet lemons from his ruffled cloak. Sucking on one, he resumed.
"All students involved in today's antics will be required to assist in tidying up the Great Hall. We will resume our usual schedule tomorrow."
Bitter groans sounded throughout the room.
"Lastly," Dumbledore added, as he began cautiously stepping away from the podium, aware of the many menacing eyes fixed on him. "Let us all wish Harry Potter a very happy Birthday!"
He bounded back to the teacher's chambers as the mob of students cried furiously out at him. A moment later he reemerged kicking and flailing about, being carried by three other jovial Dumbledores. They held him up high as all the young witches and wizards each pointed their wand at him. Ron stepped up to the front.
"Who did you say will be cleaning the Great Hall?" He asked.
"I suppose we should all chip in!" Dumbledore replied.
Wands rose and started to glow.
"On second thought, you've all been doing tremendously this semester. Enjoy the day off!" he said gulping.
"I thought that's what you said" Ron responded. The three Dumbledores dropped Dumbledore on the steps leading up to the podium, and marched off triumphantly with the other students, all cheering as they exited the Great Hall.
Back on the castle grounds, Ginny saw her classmates approaching. After they explained the remainder of the events, she sighed in relief, congratulating everyone and thanking them for their help. Harry and Ron even gave high-fives to Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle as the polyjuice potion wore off.
"Brilliant idea!" Harry commented to Malfoy, and everyone agreed.
"Three Broomsticks anyone?" Malfoy suggested after thanking his rival.
"The Three Broomsticks!" the students shouted in excitement. A nice butterbeer sounded like the perfect way to relax after such an eventful day.
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