Haha, just as a warning, this was kind of a spaz chapter. The rest make more sense, trust me.
Dana and Catherine went through their usual routine once again: breakfast, class, class, class, lunch, class, class, free time, dinner, class, homework, sleep.
"It's amazing how time flies when you have absolutely nothing to do," Dana commented while hiding behind a bush throwing rocks at Pansy Parkinson.
"Nothing to do?" Catherine questioned. "Then what do you call this?"
"Eh, sabotage," Dana answered, harshly throwing another rock at Pansy's large, ugly head, finally knocking her unconscious.
"Hey, look, her head's bleeding," Catherine observed as she leaned over Pansy's cold, motionless body.
"Oooh, too bad."
The girls walked away laughing uncontrollably. Dumbledore was just a few feet away from them, charging rapidly.
"Uh oh…"
"GIRLS, HOW MANY TIMES HAVE I TOLD YOU? YOU CAN'T GO AROUND KILLING MY STUDENTS!" Dumbledore yelled in his amazing Potter Puppet Pals voice.
"Uh, no, that was you," Catherine replied.
There was a massive death-stare down for around half an hour before Dumbledore finally broke the silence. "Hmm...I wonda wut's fo dinna."
And without another word, he skipped away singing, "SQUADALA, we are off!" while the girls stared at him with mixed expression of confusion and joy.