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i dont own Harry Potter
Dumbledore patted his great twead stomach and gave an appreciative toot as he scarfed down some tacos and watched the Gryffindor table were Nevile and Ron were feeding eachother pot roast.
His thoughts were interupted when the doors to the Great Hall burst open it was Molly and she had a knife in one hand and a broken beer bottle in the other. With an athletic burst seemingly impossible for her fat size she bacjflipped in the air and decapitated Harry. She then threw the head at the wall and watched as it exploded in a shower of gore.
Molly jumped on the table and shouted to the great hall.
"Lets talk about whos in charge shall we" as she summoned a bed that she and her girlfriend Ginny had "broken in" last night. She then gestured to a bed down the hall that Arthur and the ghoul from their attic were breaking in.
Dumbledore was confused disgusted and furious. This was supposed to be Neville and Ronald's moment.
Dumbledore knew there was no way he could beat Molly in a duel so he dismissed the students after drumming on his great twead stomach with his wand.
Molly would not have it and began to charge at Dumbledore with a pair of garden shears and an old napkin, before she could finish him off she slipped on a taco and fell face forward into a cauldron of hit chilie with cheese, while she rithed in pain the professors hit her with no fewer than a dozen avada kedavras to subdue her
That night Voldemort vowed to avenge his son.