Okay, so I'm doing the 1000 themes challenge from Mint Pizza Queen, and I am allowed to use oc's yay! That will let me play with them more outside of their stories. Some of these will be based on canon, others will be based on my fics "Bree Hogwarts experience" and "88 rules for a peaceful Hogwarts experience."

83. Black and White.

Dumbledore saw the world in black and white. Good and evil, right and wrong, light and dark. He assumed that he knew better then everyone else and that he could do no wrong because he was on the side of light. He was wrong.

He was wrong when he put Harry with the Dursley's. He was wrong when he didn't tell Harry about the prophecy. He was wrong when he convinced himself that Harry would have to be sacrificed for "The Greater Good."

So many lives could have been better if Dumbledore had not been so manipulative. But he was and people suffered for it. He was manipulative until the day he died. Even his death was a part of his plan. And it is a good thing he is dead, because if he were alive today I would knock him off his high horse and into reality with the rest of us.

847. The Owner Is Busy At the Moment

Bree was minding the counter at Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes when a man came up an insisted on seeing the owner. His explanation for wanting to meet with the owner was long and tedious so Bree tuned him out.

"The owner is busy at the moment." she said as soon as he was done speaking.

"But there are two owners aren't there?" the man protested.

"Yes and they are both busy. And instead of saying "aren't there" you should have said "are there not" because "aren't there" is actually "are not there" which doesn't make any sense." Bree told the man.

The man looked affronted. "I demand to speak to one of the owners this instant!" he shouted.

Bree sighed. "I told you, both of the owners are busy at the moment." she stated. The man looked like he was about start shouting again, but was interrupted by a loud bang from the back room. Smoke began to billow out from under the door. Bree sighed and grabbed a fire extinguisher from under the counter. She headed to the back room. She had barely gotton to the door when Fred and Gearge stumbled out. Their robes were smoking and there hair was singed.

"I told you it wouldn't work, but no, you had to do it anyway. You should know by know to always listen to the pyromaniac when it comes to matters of flammability. Oh, and there's a man that can't use contractions properly at the counter. He wants to talk to one of you." she told them before going to put out the small fire that was now burning in the back room.

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