MEH FIRST CHALLENGE!

I know it may not be exactly allowed, so I'm adding a little skit that's been hopping in my head in here at the end. That way I am in no way violating the rules. (Sticks tongue out at Critics United.) Losers can't get me now!

Anywho, I was thinking the other day, and I realized that there aren't enough Harry-changes-and-basically-tells-Dumbles-to-frick-off fanfictions. I mean, those are the BEST.

So, I challenge you to make a story with the minimum of 5 chappies, where Harry does that. Let your imagination run wild! Make him have wings, elf ears, cat eyes, what ever you want. Have fun writing this!

And the most important, DON'T STEAL OTHERS WORKS FOR IT! That is all. ^.^''


Harry took out his wand as he entered the forest, and cast a quiet lumos spell to help guide him to his death.

Only moments before, he'd watched Snape die. He now knew that the Potions Professor/ Headmaster of Hogwarts had been on the Light side the whole time. Now, guilt gnawed away at him as he walked onward, knowing that all the years of resentment at the man was badly placed. Now, he disliked Dumbledore for having used both men like tools.

Now, as he walked into the clearing, he faced Voldemort with a defiant look in his eye that took many back. The snake-like man only smirked as he held up his wand.

"Any last words, Potter?" He asked, and Harry smirked, his green eyes glinting brightly, as if mocking the man before him.

"Yeah," He said, sticking up his middle fingers. "Fuck you."