Harry Potter and Voldemort got in to a fight (no one knows how but that
doesn't matter). It was on the third floor bathroom- the infamous one.
Moaning Myrtle cheered them on, laughing in delight when Voldy took a hit. She shrieked at "Moldy Voldy" when Harry was hurt, flailing her arms to distract Voldemort.
In one simultaneous blast of light, both Harry and Voldemort fell to their death. As life's blood dripped quickly from their veins and Voldemort's last breath escaped from his body, he murmured, "Luke- I mean Harry- I am your father."
Before Harry could reply, they both croaked. The blood was covering the floor, and it dripped slowly into the Hufflepuff Common room, which, was directly underneath. The Hufflepuffs, not being too bright, saw the blood, and thought it was punch. Weird things like this happened a lot in the Hufflepuff Common room, so they had a punch party!
Dumbledore heard the noise. When he came to yell at them, he saw the blood. So Dumbledore, being who he was, knew something was wrong.
He quickly Apparated, defying the Laws of Hogwarts, to the hallway outside the bathroom, where, for some reason, McGonagall was standing.
"I'm goin' in." breathed Dumbledore.
"No, it's the GIRLS bathroom!" whined McGonagall
"I must go,"
"NO, I won't let you!" She stood in front of the door, and held her arms out wide.
"I'm sorry, but I have to do this." He transfigured a handy torch that was hanging on the wall into a sword- a flaming sword of DOOM! "Die, Professor," he said coldly. He threw the sword, it bounced off the wall with a clang.
"HA!" She shouted. Then, the sword bounced and hit her in the back, she fell on her face with a thud.
As Dumbledore walked into the girls' bathroom, she muttered with a huge dramatic sigh that was ruined because she had a mouthful of floor:
"E e's moing mer moh man mas on mefore..."
Dumbledore looked around the room, saw Harry (and Voldy) lying on the ground, and screamed an annoying high-pitched girly-girl scream. He then ran across the floor to get a closer look. Or attempted to, anyway. He slipped in the blood halfway there, hit his head on a toilet, and died.
The Hufflepuffs died, too. Turns out Voldy's blood was poisonous.
Moaning Myrtle cheered them on, laughing in delight when Voldy took a hit. She shrieked at "Moldy Voldy" when Harry was hurt, flailing her arms to distract Voldemort.
In one simultaneous blast of light, both Harry and Voldemort fell to their death. As life's blood dripped quickly from their veins and Voldemort's last breath escaped from his body, he murmured, "Luke- I mean Harry- I am your father."
Before Harry could reply, they both croaked. The blood was covering the floor, and it dripped slowly into the Hufflepuff Common room, which, was directly underneath. The Hufflepuffs, not being too bright, saw the blood, and thought it was punch. Weird things like this happened a lot in the Hufflepuff Common room, so they had a punch party!
Dumbledore heard the noise. When he came to yell at them, he saw the blood. So Dumbledore, being who he was, knew something was wrong.
He quickly Apparated, defying the Laws of Hogwarts, to the hallway outside the bathroom, where, for some reason, McGonagall was standing.
"I'm goin' in." breathed Dumbledore.
"No, it's the GIRLS bathroom!" whined McGonagall
"I must go,"
"NO, I won't let you!" She stood in front of the door, and held her arms out wide.
"I'm sorry, but I have to do this." He transfigured a handy torch that was hanging on the wall into a sword- a flaming sword of DOOM! "Die, Professor," he said coldly. He threw the sword, it bounced off the wall with a clang.
"HA!" She shouted. Then, the sword bounced and hit her in the back, she fell on her face with a thud.
As Dumbledore walked into the girls' bathroom, she muttered with a huge dramatic sigh that was ruined because she had a mouthful of floor:
"E e's moing mer moh man mas on mefore..."
Dumbledore looked around the room, saw Harry (and Voldy) lying on the ground, and screamed an annoying high-pitched girly-girl scream. He then ran across the floor to get a closer look. Or attempted to, anyway. He slipped in the blood halfway there, hit his head on a toilet, and died.
The Hufflepuffs died, too. Turns out Voldy's blood was poisonous.