This chapter is for OppsieDasi. Thanks for the idea!
"Argh! I hate Potter, he and his friends always seem to be so popular. Plus, they are always the ones who seem to choose who gets dunked. I want to make sure that everyone in Slytherin and possibly Ravenclaw, votes for him." Malfoy practically shouted in the common room. He had it all planned out, Umbridge would tip it on, and perhaps his favourite teacher could brew up a potion which turned him into a toad.
"Okay Draco," everyone mumbled. Doing Draco's bidding was simply the norm for Slytherins. Sly grins crept onto faces at the prospect of Potter being taken down a few pegs.
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"Harry Potter, are you ready?" Dumbledore asked. Umbridge was poised to tip the bucket and Draco was only unhappy that the potions master refused to turn Potter into a frog. Apart from that, he was ready, with a camera aswell. This was gold dust.
"Uh huh," Harry replied, grinning at his two bæs. A towel was prepared for him, and they were all excited to see how the boy who lived (or bwl for short) took the bucket.
"Then tip!" Umbridge started to very slowly trickle the icy water down his back.
"Oh, merlin's beard!" He grabbed the bucket and slashed it all down himself.
"Huh, what were you guys all complaining about? Is there another?" Harry asked eagerly.
Okay, the first to take it fine was the bel. Review and keep the votes rolling in. Next up, we take a look in the pensive to when Voldemort a.k.a Tom Riddle did it. See you soon! Xx