A/N: Thanks to my awesome Beta CherriiMarina if you find a mistake... it was her. :P

Disclaimer: I am not J.K. Rowling i just like playing with her characters. I own nothing.

No one was quite sure what had happened or who had started it; at this point it didn't really matter. The Great Hall stood silent save for the dripping of unidentifiable goo from several of the tables as teachers and students both stared in shock at the head table, watching as Minerva McGonagall wiped coconut cream pie off of her face. The Great Food Fight as it would later be called started when Pansy Parkinson was hit in the back of the head with a huge glob of mashed potatoes. No one saw who threw it. Hell, most of the students hadn't even known anything happened until she had let out an infuriated screech.

"GRANGER! YOU DID THIS TO ME!"

Just as Hermione turned, SPLAT! A handful of chocolate pudding hit her right in the face.

"FOOD FIGHT!" The cry came from a Muggle-born on the far end of the Gryffindor table. The whole Hall seemed to take a deep breath before absolute chaos erupted. The teachers were all in such a state of shock all they could do was sit there and stare wide-eyed at the flying food and screaming children. The Hufflepuffs banded together, making a protective circle around their younger students, and only attacking when necessary.

Draco commanded an army of Slytherins whose only mission was to pelt Harry Potter and his friends with the grossest foods they could find while the other snakes slithered in an out of the masses, striking strategically and without mercy.

The Ravenclaws ran a command center and had constructed a trebuchet and were launching giant balls of spaghetti and meatballs in every direction, coating everyone in noodles and sauce.

Everyone was free game to the Gryffindors. They battled friend and foe alike, but Merlin help any other house who dared attack one of their housemates! What had seemed like an epic all-day battle was in reality over in moments when a stern voice was heard yelling, "Don't you DARE Albus Dumbl-.." SQUISH!

Everyone froze as Dumbledore pied McGonagall right in the face. No one even dared to breathe as she wiped the excess pie from her eyes and mouth. She stood without a word as a large bowl suddenly appeared in front of her from the kitchens.

"Now Minerva," Dumbledore warned, trying to sound firm as his eyes twinkled. Minerva ignored him and picked up the large bowl, turning to face him. A grin like a cat with a trapped mouse spread across her face as she lifted the bowl and dumped the entire contents onto his head. Tapioca pudding soaked the Headmaster, tapioca pearls dripping from the tips of his sodden beard and falling from the corners of his hat and ends of his eyebrows. Minerva sat the bowl down with a thud and made her way out of the Hall, students diving out of the way to avoid her wrath.

Dumbledore wiped the pudding from his eyes and looked around at the rabble before him. Students were covered head to toe in their dinner, all with horrified looks on their faces. He couldn't help but laugh at the scene, and soon his infectious laughter spread until every student and teacher left in the Hall were laughing right along with him.

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Later that night, Fred and George Weasley congratulated each other on a prank well played.