Sorry that I haven't updated this story in ages, here's the headmaster getting soaked.
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"I can't believe that it was Dumbledore that left me on the Dursley's doorstep, we really need to get him back," Harry exclaimed, Hermione and Ron looking worried at his sudden outburst.
"You know Potter, if you do want to bring Dumbledore down a few pegs, then Slytherin will fully support you, as long as your female friend here agrees with you." Malfoy drawled.
"What's that supposed to mean, Malfoy?" Harry asked, quite aggressively.
"Malfoy has a crush on me, Harry," Hermione answered, "yes, I do think that he should get his comeuppance. Why don't you do it Malfoy? Both Harry and I have already had the pleasure of dunking the bucket."
"Yeah, OK then Granger," Malfoy smirked," make sure that you all vote though,"
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Three, two, one!
Malfoy counted down the seconds until he could dunk the bucket on the old fool's head. It was finally time.
"Aargh, it's COLD!" Albus screeched. He apparated away to his office.
"No sugar Sherlock," Hermione sighed, before starting to clear up the randomly scattered ice cubes.
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There you go, neophyteauthor. Was it Ok? Keep the reviews rolling in! Xx