Harry had just finished playing the organ for the wizarding church choir. His fingers ached from the pressing of the hard keys and his neck hurt from the rhythmic bobbing of his skull. He had impressed dumbledore greatly, and was so very relieved that the great Lord had taken such an intense interest him. After harry played his organ, dumbledore said his playing was 'magical... And that's coming from wizard!'. Harry was very happy.
After organ playing, Ron dashed over. His breath smelt like ass, and Harry was surprised that Ron was speaking so clearly after ass munching. He was normally such a light weight. What a bitch, Harry thought.
"Dumbledore wants to see you" said Ron dejectedly. He was always annoyed when Harry had success, and despite there friendship Ron was growing increasingly annoyed at Harry popularity. He was the chosen one, but he also wore glasses and was a bit of a lamo. Thank god Ron was so dependant on fresh ass.
Harry dashed like a daisy to dumbledore office, and marvel at how wide open his doors were. Also, Dumbledore's door was kind of open.
Dumbledore greeted Harry with nothing but a stick of butter over his manhood.
"Harry. Youre the toast. Prepare to get buttered"
Harry sighed heavily, before placing his hand on his hip and laughing.
"Want Jam with that boo"
Dumbledore did.
