Only through the pain

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A/N: I have tried ten times in the last few days to get this chapter out! First, I fell asleep and accidentally deleted it, then my computer crashed, then the flu from hell came back, then yeah. Life. So, here it is, AGAIN. Oh, and fyi, I signed blondie and I up for IMVU, because what does a bored house wife do? Chat online! Look me up if you would like to chat, Murraytheleprechaun! Not that I'm really a house-wife...I hope. That would depress me.



The chapter that almost wasn't. (historian for the newly revised, Hogwarts, a History.)





In Hogwarts, a history, there have been only three known walk-outs for the Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The first occured in Spring, 1586, over an incident historians claim was 'bound to happen sooner or later'. Coincidentally, this walk-out resulted in the employment of House-elves in the kitchen staff. The second, during the Yule Ball of 1984 when it was decided that mini-robes were not appropriate dance wear. But the third, most effective and largest walkout of all occured on Halloween night in the year 2007 under headmaster Albus Dumbledore.



There has been much speculation upon the exact cause of this walkout, the only one in hogwarts history to unify ALL of the four houses, but the most popular, and, in this recorders opinion, most accurate reason was that someone inside the Hogwarts staff had seriously brassed off the Boy-who-lived, which, history tells us, is never a good idea.



While some argue that the planning and execution of the walkout was clearly the early work of activist Ginevra Weasley, then in her 5th year at Hogwarts, and that Potter, a 6th year and obviously well known and respected member of the school, was merely her figure head. Others say that the notorious Weasley Twins, Fred and George who had themselves dropped out of Hogwarts the previous year, were responsible, given the large number of Weasley products that were used in the demonstration, namely 'Weasley Wizarding Winter', a small ingenious pellet that released white out conditions and lake-effect snow upon deployment. Yet others claim that the then insane headmaster Dumbledore himself arranged the walkout so that he could fulfill his childhood dream of turning the castle into a snowboard shop (though this small group of believers also swears to the factual existence of Icy Sanddragons and Crump-horned snorkbacks and are therefore not normally credited.). Whatever the actual REASON behind the walkout of '06, the facts are as follows; at exactly midnight, on Halloween 2006, Henry (Harry) James Potter, age 16, stood and delivered a speech to the entire school. Of the 297 students aged 10 to 18, 264 stood, reached into their pockets for some as yet unknown item and vanished along with 11 of the fifteen teachers on staff. At the same time, several Weasley products under time release bubbles went off and severely hindered the school wide search for the missing students. The next morning, another set of Weasley gags went off and when the smoke, snow, slime and vegetation cleared, it was discovered that the students' belongings had also, vanished. As you, the reader, knows, it is nearly impossible to port-key more then one or two people out of Hogwarts undeteced at a time unless one is a very powerful witch or wizard, and while the famous spell-writer and adverturer Hermione Grager (6th year) was among the conspirators, it is highly doubtful that this lone witch was able to pull off such a stunt. So where then, did they all go, and how?



Some clues might be found in both the speech Potter delievered before the mass exodus of Hogwarts students, and in the announcement dropped on Dumbledore's head the next morning during breakfast. Transcripts of the speech, helpfully provided by the Gryffindor ghost, Nearly Headless Nick, have been provided below.



"Students of Hogwarts, for 6 years now I have studied here, under some of the best teachers in the magical community, and for 6 years, I, like most of you, have been decieved by the one thought to be the very best of all, Alubs Dumbledore. (At this point, a silencing spell was cast upon said headmaster by a still unnamed party) The night my parents died, Dumbledore took me to my only living relatives for protection, but what I suffered at their hands made me wish I had died too.(Potter falters here, and is bolstered by Ginevra Weasley before continuing) Now, I'm not sure whether or not he could have guessed what a living hell that would be for me, but once that old, manipulative bastard found out that I...was having problems there...he did nothing. He told me that the abuse I was suffering would simply go away, that if I was strong enough I could solve my problems myself. I thought he meant that I would find the strength inside to face my fears and stop feeling like shit, that I could live a normal life if I just tired hard enough, but apparently I was wrong. Now I know better what he meant when he said they would 'simply go away'. (Harry is again supported by Ginevra) He wanted me to grow so weak and self-loathing about my situation that I would see what he thinks is the only way. Voldemort is strong, stronger then me, stronger then Dumbledore, stronger then the ministry, it's true, and before tonight, I probably would have come to the same conclusion; in order to defeat Voldemort, I would have to die. There's no way I could take him on by myself and live through it, but I might take him out with me or I might weaken him enough that someone else could do it. That's what Dumbledore wanted me to think. And, of course I wouldn't think that unless I already wanted to die for some reason, or thought I had nothing left to live for, and sadly, he almost succeeded. Then, yesterday, I decided to help a friend, a good friend, to get his family out of Voldemort's clutches and I saw something that I will never be able to forget. (This is perhaps a reference to the dark lords' secret life as a professional transvestite, but this has yet to be verified) I will not give you nightmares by telling you all what I saw, but it was.....ridiculous. Voldemort's completely cracked! He thought he was being attacked by invisible zombie bunnies! (It is perhaps prudent to note that Albus Dumbledore's face became very gleeful at this statement, and he later claimed to have 'set the bunnies loose' as part of a master plan) He had absolutely NO security, no guards, no wards, his doors weren't even squeaky! Three, untrained, underage teenagers were able to sneak in and out again without anyone noticing except a senile and scared house-elf. Now the question I put to you is this, if Voldemort is so strong and so powerful that Dumbledore has to result to a suicide bomber to take him out, then why was I able to get so close? If I had known before how absolutely bonkers he is, I would have been able to go in sooner and take him out from the shadows, or someone else could have, an auror or something. Because why does it have to be me? That prophecy? Total Bullshit. It was given by Trewlaney for christ's sakes! She's only predicted my death fifty billion times. The point is. Dumbledore has been lying and manipulating me for 6 fucking years, and he's been manipulating my friends too, so who's to say he hasn't been doing the same to you? Think about it! Has he ever taken you aside and said something strange that made you think differently then you had been only moments earlier? Have you ever found yourself magically calm and collected when mere seconds ago you wanted to pummel him? And what the hell is a grown man doing with all those lemon drops? Well, I've had enough of it, and I know most of you have to, so I'm leaving and starting my own school so that I, and anyone who wants to come with, can learn the things we actually need, not how to become pawns in a fucked up war that makes no sense on either side. Dumbledore. Kiss my lily white ass motherfucker."



The announcement proclaimed the opening of "The Potter Magic Academy" in Scotland and though it only remained open for one year, eventually assimiliating back into Hogwarts, it has been called the best learning institute in the northern hemisphere, a title Hogwarts gained upon the merger and has held since. It is not necessary, but rather interesting, to note that the announcement was dropped along with a large amount of owl feces and that Dumbledore was never able to look at porridge the same way again. But the question still remains, what really happened that night?





a/N: Ok. so it's short and stupid, but I'm still kinda sick...so yeah.

P/A/N: Thanks for the heads up about Gin's full name, I have fixed it!

P/P/A/N: Thanks AGAIN for the other heads up about Gin's name, I have AGAIN fixed it. Stupid spell checker doesn't want to believe that spelling so I went back and did it manually this time ^^. Thanks!!