Right, here it is, the story I've been working on for a while. I dont know how long it's gonna be, but it probably will end when they leave school... Right, so read and review! If you guys can make all those reviews for Trust Me, i'm sure you can do it for this. Kaya, thanks for a few of the ideas!

~DUMBLEDORE'S ACADEMY FOR THE PASTRY ARTS~

Chapter 1: Letters and Pastries

Ron's room; the Burrow.

"Dumbledore is officially off his rocker," stated Ron, who was sitting on his bed next to Hermione.

"I agree," Harry said from the floor. "I mean, what is he hoping he's going to accomplish with this? It's summer break, the time we enjoy since we have no school, not go back to it."

"Well, there's got to be some reason," Hermione said logically. "Maybe he's hoping to teach us-" Whatever she was going to say was cut off as the door to Ron's room opened, with Fred's head looking in.

"Hey, have you guys got your letters yet?" he asked, walking in, but then falling as George pushed him.

"It seems Ronnie-kins has his wish coming true- Dumbledore's crossed the thin line for his sanity," George said. "Though we never would've expected this…."

"So you guys had nothing to do with this?" Hermione asked them, relieved.

"No, of course not," Fred said indignantly. "Why would we-"

"Two ordinary boys-" George added.

"Want to set up such a complicated and complex prank to pull on the headmaster-"

"Who, by the way, did nothing to us, except give us a few detentions," George said thoughtfully.

"And made us go through that torture with those horrible Defense professors," Fred agreed.

"And don't forget that one time when-"

"Guys, honestly!" Hermione shouted. "You're off-topic. Again. We get the point."

"Oh, sorry, 'Mione," the twins said simultaneously, and the door opened again. This time, though, it was Ginny who entered the room, looking confused.

"Hey, what's going on?" she asked, sitting down by Harry, who answered.

"Did you get your letter yet?" he asked, and she shook her head no. "Well, here, look at this." Harry showed her what seemed to be his 6th year Hogwarts letter, but it wasn't. Dumbledore had changed the school's name from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft & Wizardry to Dumbledore's Academy for the Pastry Arts, and it was a summer school. Also, the 6th year textbooks were mainly on how to cook different types of foods, mainly pastries, and almost all of the classes had been changed, too, except for one. Potions had stayed the same, but they were no longer making potions (the one good thing about it all considering they still had to learn from Snape, Ron said); instead they were learning how to make all types of beverages.

"What the hell happened to Dumbledore?" Ginny asked, handing Harry his letter back.

"That's what we all want to know," Ron said. "Fred & George didn't do it this time, though."

"So what are we going to do?" Fred and George asked.

"Go to school, of course!" Hermione said. "Just because Dumbledore has gone insane-"

"You finally admitted it," Ron interrupted happily, and Harry smirked.

"-Doesn't mean that we can stop our education, even if it is during the summer," she finished loudly, as if Ron had never interrupted her.

"I wonder if he changed the castle at all," Ginny said, thoughtfully, and everyone laughed.

"No, he wouldn't do that," Ron told her. "He's not that crazy."

"You never know," Harry said seriously, and the group laughed again.

The Train:

"Right, so the name of both the school and the train has changed," Hermione said. She, Ron, Ginny, and Harry were in one of the compartments in what used to be the Hogwarts Express, but what was now the Pastry Express. So far, that seemed to be the only thing different about the train, but the witch who sold them snacks hadn't come by yet, so they couldn't be too sure.

"I still don't get what happened to make Dumbledore lose his mind," Harry mused.

"Maybe he had one lemon drop too many, or someone poisoned it," Ron offered. "And speaking of lemon drops, here comes the snack trolley. I'll go see what they have."

"Of course you will, Ron," Ginny said as her brother stood up and left the compartment. He returned a few minutes later with his arms full of sweets, which ranged from the usual chocolate frogs and Every Flavor Beans to éclairs, cream puffs, tea cakes, and scones.

"There were even more pastries on the cart, but I didn't have enough money to buy it all," Ron explained as he set the food down on the seat and unwrapped a chocolate frog.

"Seriously?" Harry asked, and Ron nodded.

"Do you think it was maybe a long-term jinx or something?" Hermione said as she reached over and picked up an éclair.

"I dunno," Harry answered, as Ron and Ginny shrugged.

"Hey, guys, what if he changed Hogwarts around? I know it's now called Dumbledore's Academy for the Pastry Arts, but do you think he transfigured the castle or something?" Ginny asked again, and Ron snorted.

"Yeah, and the castle is now a huge gingerbread house," he scoffed. "I don't think Dumbledore is that much off his rocker."

"That would take a while to transfigure, anyway," Hermione said. "Unless he got all of the professors to help him…." Ron and Harry suddenly started laughing, slowly turning red as they laughed.

"What's so funny?" Ginny asked.

"Imagine Snape helping Dumbledore transfigure Hogwarts into a giant gingerbread house!" Ron explained, in between laughs.

"Did you see the textbooks we got in Diagon Alley, Ginny? Did you not see the one we're using for Snape's class? It's all bright, and even has a bit of pink on the cover," Harry continued, as he was the first of the two to stop laughing. Sadly, as soon as he said this, both he and Ron started laughing again, this time with the two girls joining them.

"Just imagine what Snape's classroom looks like," Hermione said as she stopped giggling.

"I don't think Neville would be scared of Snape after this," Ron said, smirking.

"Imagine if Neville was here," Harry replied. "I don't think he'd be able to look at Snape with a straight face again."

"I don't think any of us will be able to," Ginny added thoughtfully. The four Gryffindors laughed, talked and ate through the rest of the train ride to their new summer school- Dumbledore's Academy for the Pastry Arts.

Dumbledore's Academy for the Pastry Arts (or Hogwarts Castle):

"You were right," Ron said breathlessly to Ginny as they walked up to the doors of the castle, or what was now a castle resembling a gingerbread house, as Ron had said earlier. He never would've guessed that he'd been right.

The four of them made their way to the Gryffindor table, looking surprised when there were no Sorting of the first years. But then, it was a summer school, so it made sense if there were no new students. A few second later, four girls, about fifteen, walked up to the area where the staff's table was. One had long brown hair and was wearing skinnies with a Hollister shirt. Next to her, and a little shorter, was a pale Goth girl with straight black hair and was wearing all black, except with a shirt advertising the anime, Vampire Knight. Next to her was a girl with brown and black hair, who was wearing black, too, but with more colors. The last girl had dirty blonde hair and had a green shirt with a cartoon banana peel with eyes on it, saying 'nanerpus' on it in blue. The hall erupted in whispers as people wondered who the girls were, and what was up with the last girl's clothes, but everyone fell silent as Dumbledore stood up.

"First of all, I'd like to welcome you all to my Academy for the Pastry Arts, where you all will be taught how to cook and make different types of pastries. As you can all tell, your textbooks and subjects are now related to the culinary arts, but this will only be for the summer. Once September first comes around, the school will be back to normal," Dumbledore said. "Now, you might be wondering who these girls are. They're from a Wizarding school in the States that offers classes on both magical and Muggle subject, one of them being a culinary class. These four were the top of their class and they have agreed to come here to help you all with your classes during their summer break. This is Alice Moore." That was the girl wearing Hollister, who gave a short wave.

"Seems like the happy-go-lucky type to me," Ron muttered, and Hermione glared at him.

"Ravyn Jagger," Dumbledore continued, and the pale Goth girl nodded to the hall.

"Merlin, she's short!" Ron shouted, noticing Ravyn, and Hermione kicked him. Ravyn, meanwhile, was glaring daggers at Ron.

"Don't call me short!" she shouted back, and everyone looked at her in shock before continuing to stare at Ron, who turned red.

"Trivia Lanae," Dumbledore said loudly, and everyone turned back to the front, where Ravyn was still glaring at Ron. Trivia was the girl next to her with the wavy brown and black hair. She also nodded at everyone. "And this is Kelsey Kola." The girl in the Nanerpus shirt waved.

"Whoa, she has a weird, yet cool shirt!" Ron said, and a few people laughed. Hermione, as usual, glared at him.

"Seems like we're the only ones worth noticing," Ravyn muttered to Kelsey, who laughed and nodded.

"Now, I expect you all to welcome these four girls as you would anyone else," continued Dumbledore. "On that note, I'll let you all begin your dinner." Turning to the girls, he said, "You can sit wherever you want." After a bit of talking, Ravyn led the group to the Gryffindor table, sitting down by Harry, Ginny, Ron, and Hermione.

"Don't get used to us sitting here," she said as she sat down. "It's only for today unless we think you Gryffindors are the most decent of all the Houses here."

"Which I doubt," Trivia added thoughtfully. The girls piled food onto their plates, and the Gryffindors did the same.

"Um, what kind of drinks are these?" Trivia asked. "It looks poisoned."

"It's pumpkin juice, and it's not poisoned, " Ginny said, taking a sip to prove it. "See?"

"Maybe it takes a while until it starts working?" Trivia suggested, but took a drink anyways. "Well, at least it tastes good. Not as good as Coke or Pepsi, but…"

"Hey, what's up with the ceiling?" Kelsey asked the table. "We walked in, and we were like, whoa, the ceiling's all open! But if it was, we'd all be like, soaking wet…."

"It's enchanted to look like how it is outside," Hermione explained. "And the rain stops a few yards higher than we all can stand, so no one gets wet."

"Oooh, it's magical," Alice said, and the Gryffindors laughed.

"Everything here is magical," Harry said to her. "After a while, you get used to the pictures moving and the like."

"Well, this wouldn't be a magical school without the magical stuff," Ravyn told Alice, who pinched her.

"Hey!" Ravyn retorted, scooting away from Alice. "We're not in science class- you can't pinch me randomly anymore."

"Then stop being mean," Alice replied.

"Honestly," Trivia said, sighing. "Sarcasm and telling the truth aren't always being mean. When will people ever understand that?"

"Wow," Ron said to Harry as the girls continued arguing. "Americans sure are different from us."

"Hey, do any of you guys know why we have to learn how to cook?" Ginny interrupted, momentarily stopping the girls' bickering.

"Um, no, actually," Kelsey replied. "I guess so you all can become wizarding chefs?"

"Ha, wizarding chefs!" Ravyn repeated, laughing.

"How was that funny?" Harry asked Ron, a little confused.

"I don't know," Ron replied.

"Anyway," Alice said, glaring at Ravyn. "All we were told was that you guys were going to learn how to make food, and we offered to come here and help you guys out. Not to mention we also wanted to see all this magical stuff."

"And while we'd help you guys make the food, we'd also eat it all," Trivia added.

"Exactly my thoughts," Ravyn agreed.

"I'd say the same thing, but it would sort of ruin the effect," Kelsey said. Then, the plates became clean, and all the dishes that had their dinner on it disappeared, and then numerous desserts appeared. Most of the desserts were pastries of some sort, but that didn't stop Ron from grabbing almost one of everything. Trivia was eyeing the plates suspiciously, and Ravyn grabbed one full of donuts.

"Mm, these are my favorite," she said as she took a chocolate donut with marble frosting. She handed the plate to Kelsey, who took a chocolate glazed donut, and put the plate back on the table. The rest of dinner passed in silence, much to the Gryffindors surprise, and then Dumbledore stood up. The rest of the Great Hall fell silent, and the desserts disappeared. Ravyn glared at the plates, and slowly ate the rest of her second marble-frosted donut as if it, too, would mysteriously disappear.

"Now that you all are well-fed, and have sampled some of the pastries you will learn to make in due time, it is time for you all to go to your dorms. Tomorrow, you will begin to discover your talent for cooking," Dumbledore said.

"So, where's your common room?" Trivia asked the table.

"Come on," Ginny said, and led the group out of the Hall. As soon as they reached the stairs, Trivia looked up and groaned. "Forget I asked."

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