Insane Asylum escapees!

ADD at its finest

Albus Dumbledore, Cornelius Fudge, Molly Weasley, and Arthur Weasley were in the Great Hall. It was just after dinner so they were the only ones in there, besides Professor Snape, hiding in a shadowy corner.

Molly was screaming about her daughter.

Cornelius was screaming about the Boy-Who-Lived.

And Albus was trying to get the both of them to quiet down.

Arthur was quiet. He had an odd feeling. Like something big was about to come through the doors of the Great Hall any moment.

His odd feeling hit dead on.

The double doors slammed open to reveal a pissed off and bloodied Harry Potter trailed by a shy and also bloodied Ginny Weasley.

"Ginny, my baby girl!" Molly cried, as she and Arthur rush over to their youngest child. Harry in the meantime stalked right up to Dumbledore.

"You set an anaconda on me!"

"A what?" Cornelius and Albus asked, at the same time.

"The big ass snake, I just stuck this sword through the mouth of!" he yelled, waving the Gryffindor Sword around causing the two men to duck.

"How big, exactly?" Cornelius asked.

"Big ass big!" Harry answered, before turning to Dumbledore, "You people really want me to believe in this magic shit don't ya?" Cornelius turned to Dumbledore, confused. Dumbledore gave him a sheepish look.

"He doesn't believe in magic."

"Doesn't…believe…magic," Cornelius was unable to handle that piece of information and fainted on the spot. Dumbledore was not worried about that; he was far to interested in Harry's ranting.

"Of course I don't believe in magic! You're all insane asylum nuts! You let a dodgy old codger of questionable sanity, with a lemon drop obsession rule the insane asylum! And you think I believe in the stuff you all are spouting? Yeah right! No chance in hell! Not even a snowball's. Why do I feel like I'm forgetting something?" Harry cut off his rant to think. Then it hit him.

He'd left Lockhart in the chamber, after the failed attempt to wipe Harry's memory. Said attempt only failed because Harry ducked…sort of.

Flashback

Harry wasn't even paying attention to Lockhart's rant about memory spells being the only thing the idiot was good at.

He had found a rock.

Just as Lockhart shot the spell, Harry bent down to pick up the rock. It was lodged into the earth a little, causing him to have to dig it out. That gave the spell enough time to ricochet off of a metal wall relief and hit Lockhart.

"Pretty rock," Harry said, "Shiny too." He admired his new rock and put it in his pocket. Only then did he notice the mumbling Lockhart.

"Poor guy," Harry sighed, "Just another to fall prey to the insane ones." He shook his head in pity then went to go find Ginny Weasley.

End Flashback

"My rock!" Harry exclaimed, all thought of Lockhart gone, as he pulled it out of his pocket. Dumbledore face-faulted.

'ADD at it's finest,' Snape thought.