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Title: Aberforth’s Revenge
Author: Omnicat
Rating: K+ / PG
Genre: Humor, Parody
Spoilers: Up ’till Half-Blood Prince, especially if you combine it with the warnings.
Warnings: Old men with long grey beards and smelling of goat taking revenge! *ominous roll of thunder* The Macarena! Uhm... Better not read this if you have recently read the last few chapters of Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince and was heavily affected by it. It tasted rather bad when I did. But most importantly: THIS IS UTTERLY STUPID!
Pairings: None.
Disclaimer: Let’s see, what in this fic does not belong to me... Anything created by J.K. Rowling, for one. *ominous roll of thunder* The Macarena is not mine, and I wouldn’t want it any other way, thankyouverymuch! Sisi isn’t either... The Teletubbies are certainly not mine, get them away from me, I’m sorry for mentioning them! Ahem. Anything I would make through this fic would be mine, but sadly that is not happening, and never will.
Summary: Aberforth Dumbledore is sick and tired of looking up at his brother Albus’s huge magic castle through the dirty windows of the Hog’s Head, and decides it is time for a change around Hogsmeade. Bring out the goats!
Author’s Note: Despite the little spoilers for book six, this fic could be situated anywhere in the first six years of Harry’s education. Beware of your sanity when reading this. It might want to run away. Mine did. If you know it’s usual hidey-hole, just let it, would you? It would be merciful. Oh, and please don’t try to sue me when it happens and you don’t know how to get it back. I have warned you. I actually wrote this while wide awake, and I still managed to post it! Wow. Well, time for you to see what horrors I am capable of producing while fully (ahem) conscious. Enjoy and shiver!
 

PSAN: I reread this before posting and holy crap, what was I thinking?! XD