A/N This is an optional chapter. It doesn't have to be read, though I personally think it's kinda funny! Thanx for all the support I've gotten throughout the story.
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April the First
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Professor Dumbledore groggily got up on April First. He sleepily brushed his teeth and slipped on his day robes. Then, he slowly brushed out his log hair and beard, and he turned the page on his calendar to show that it was indeed April. He yawned after that, and began making his way down the moving spiral staircase to the Great Hall all the while thinking, "There's something I'm forgetting,"
He walked casually into the Great Hall seeing smiling faculty and beaming, happy students. These were always the days Dumbledore liked best, the days when the fighting seemed to cease for a few brief moments.
Dumbledore sat down next to his seemingly happy Deputy Headmistress. Then, suddenly...
BANG! A series of small explosions suddenly came from under the headmaster's chair. Dumbledore was so startled that he leapt first onto his chair, then onto the staff table! He knocked over his plate and drinking cup, slipped on the spilled pumpkin juice, and fell on the floor in front of the table.
After a stunned and silent moment, Dumbledore sat up, and the hall erupted in uncontrolled laughter. Dumbledore turned to face Professor McGonagall.
"Sweet revenge!" she yelled loud enough for the whole hall to hear, "Oh, and, Albus, April fools!" Dumbledore couldn't help but smile.
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A/N Hey! Like the joke? It was McGonagall yes. Evil little thing isn't she? Anyway, That's the official end of "Game of the Century" I may post chapter six of the Later Years today (5/21) Who knows? Thanx for all the support, please look at my other, lesser known stories now! I want more reviews!
^-^ (meow!)
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April the First
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Professor Dumbledore groggily got up on April First. He sleepily brushed his teeth and slipped on his day robes. Then, he slowly brushed out his log hair and beard, and he turned the page on his calendar to show that it was indeed April. He yawned after that, and began making his way down the moving spiral staircase to the Great Hall all the while thinking, "There's something I'm forgetting,"
He walked casually into the Great Hall seeing smiling faculty and beaming, happy students. These were always the days Dumbledore liked best, the days when the fighting seemed to cease for a few brief moments.
Dumbledore sat down next to his seemingly happy Deputy Headmistress. Then, suddenly...
BANG! A series of small explosions suddenly came from under the headmaster's chair. Dumbledore was so startled that he leapt first onto his chair, then onto the staff table! He knocked over his plate and drinking cup, slipped on the spilled pumpkin juice, and fell on the floor in front of the table.
After a stunned and silent moment, Dumbledore sat up, and the hall erupted in uncontrolled laughter. Dumbledore turned to face Professor McGonagall.
"Sweet revenge!" she yelled loud enough for the whole hall to hear, "Oh, and, Albus, April fools!" Dumbledore couldn't help but smile.
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A/N Hey! Like the joke? It was McGonagall yes. Evil little thing isn't she? Anyway, That's the official end of "Game of the Century" I may post chapter six of the Later Years today (5/21) Who knows? Thanx for all the support, please look at my other, lesser known stories now! I want more reviews!
^-^ (meow!)