Everyone was safely evacuated from Hogwarts. They had given Sheriff Bob directions to the nearest rodeo and everyone had gathered in front of the school gates to say goodbye. Harry came over to Mcgonagall, who was leaving with Sheriff Bob.

"I'm glad you've finally found the booty of your dreams, professor," Harry told her happily.

"I hope you all find the booty of your dreams someday, Harry, a booty worth leaving Hogwarts for," she smiled at him and then climbed on the rodeo horse with Sheriff Bob. They charged off into the sunset.

A single tear rolled down Draco's cheek.

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The next day (Thursday), The golden trio were sitting in the great hall for breakfast. Ron grabbed a sandwich and ate it. "Man, I sure am hungry!" Ron exclaimed.

"Ron, you're going to get fat if you eat all these sandwiches. The day is not even over, and you've all ready eaten 13." Hermione pointed out.

"I da caw," Ron said through a mouthful of sandwich. Hermione rolled her eyes.

Ron swallowed his bite and begun to take another "gotta keep this booty in shape"

Hermione ignored him.

"Harry, do you know what classes we have today?"

"Who cares?" Harry remarked. "Tomorrow is my Maybelline commercial!"

"Oh Harry, I really hope you do good!" Hermione gushed, not sarcastically.

"Me too!" said Harry proudly, flexing his arm muscles. He had to work out to be ready for his Maybelline commercial. He really was excited. And to top it all off, he didn't even have any competition! (That's what you think, Harry...) His butt was telling him he'd do great, and he happily agreed with it.

Hermione thought Harry was just a tiny bit crazy. He always looked at people's butts. Probably just acting for his Maybelline commercial, she thought.

Suddenly Snape swaggered in. He looked like Snow White. His normally greasy black hair hung in fluffy curls on his shoulders. He looked like a CoverGirl model! He wore any CoverGirl makeup possible. Eyeshadow, eyeliner, foundation, lipstick, lip gloss... He even had on a sparkling blue and pink dress with ruffles on the sleeves, lace on the bottom, and a big sailor moon bow on his chest. He smiled at everyone. The kids and adults were all staring, transfixed.

What was Snape trying to do!? thought Harry, glaring. His mood was slightly ruined by this. 'He better not be taking my spotlight' (he thought this last part in in deep Irish brogue). He wanted to throw his shoe at Snape's perfectly made up eyes. But he didn't get the chance because Dumbledore walked through the door just then.

"Oh Snapeadoodle, I never knew you had it in you!" Dumbledore said in a thick Texas accent. He ran over and jumped into Snape's arms. They kissed.

"Yuck!" Harry screamed happily. ' This is just like a fairytale!' he thought. The students decided to have a party.

"I'll get the food!" Fred and George shouted in unison. A second later they reappeared with a ton of food, including a gigantic wedding cake. But then a disaster happened. Fred and George accidentally dropped the cake on Snape's head. The cake frosting got in Snape's hair.

"UH! My hair!" exclaimed Snape in a Japanese accent. He licked some of the frosting. "mm," he said thoughtfully. "This wedding cake is delicious!"

So everyone started dancing. When Ron was about to sneak over to get some more food from the kitchens, a suit of armour appeared out of nowhere and whispered, "gimme some of that good ol' syrup". Ron screamed and ran to the kitchens. But he was so exhausted from running away from the armour that when he finally grabbed some more food, he dropped it on Filch's cat. Ms. Norris gave Ron a death glare.

As he ran away, Ms. Norris swaggered after him. When they got back to the Great Hall (where the party was going on), Voldemort walked in.

"THE PARTY DON'T START TILL I WALK IN!" shouted Voldemort, copying the lyrics of Tick Tock by Kesha that was playing right now. Everyone danced hard and Voldemort came in like a hungry hippo hurricane. The witches and wizards easily saw that Voldemort was the best dancer here. He even did a backflip! That's when Harry started getting angry. How dare he try to outshine me! Harry thought angrily. I'm Harry Potter! And I have a nice butt too, he added as an afterthought.

Harry threw some cake in the air and started twerking. Nice butt, Hermione thought, impressed. She had told him to flex his butt muscles while doing his homework. The music changed to "Blow" by Kesha. Hermione was surprised that they where only playing muggle music. Suddenly, the candles fell off the ceiling. The light went off. And the food disappeared just as Ron was about to take a bite of pudding.

"STOP!" a voice commanded loudly. Then everything went black.

Cliffhanger... :D After this chapter there will probably be about 1 or 2 more.