Disclaimer: Don't own Harry Potter, wouldn't be on FF if I did
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"Give her hell from us, Peeves."
Peeves had taken the Weasley twins' parting words to heart. Even though Umbridge had been gone for a year now, there was so much more he could do to her.
He thought carefully to himself. She was still at the Ministry.
Peeves did something he had never done before:
He left Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Peeves made a list of everything he needed to torture the dumpy, toad-like, simpering sycophant of a witch and it went something like this:
-Nifflers
-Stagnant water
-Salamanders
-Toad spawn
-Frog brains
-An angry herd of centaurs
The last would be extremely difficult to obtain, but it would be done.
His walking sticks and Neville Longbottom's toad, Trevor, wouldn't hurt either.
A few water balloons also wouldn't go amiss.
This was it. He grinned evilly. Dolores Umbridge was going down.
And if he had to go to the Ministry, he would do it.
As Peeves conspicuously shot out into the night air, Filch managed to get over his rheumatism for about ten minutes as he did a victory dance, complete with war whoops and a fantastic routine, cheerleader-worthy.
A/N: Just an intro, so it's short. Co-author, you know where to continue.