After Dumbledore had given Trelawney the first letter, he decided to play around with her mind, just a bit, he reminded himself.

He had decided to.. erase some of her memories, a few quite particular ones. For instance, the first time Dumbledore had tortured her, the first time he had brought her to his Torture Lair.

If only he could make her hurt even more.

"AHA," Dumbledore exclaimed in a moment of enlightenment.

"I shall smash her teacups,"

"Yes," he thought. "She'd absolutely hate that,"

Conversely, he'd absolutely love it.

Which, of course was all that mattered.

Of course, a part of his subconscious told him he was being a little bit over dramatic, after all, she had only eaten a Sherbet Lemon, he knew deep down he was being dramatic, but somehow, he did not care.

Now that Hagrid was gone, Harry would no doubt listen to him again, and he could focus on saving the Sherbet Lemons.

"To hell with Potter," Dumbledore thought out loud.

Now, it was time to smash some teacups.

On his way to the Divination Classroom, Dumbledore bumped into two students, one, he realised as Draco Malfoy, and the other, he wasn't so sure of.

"Aha, Mr. Malfoy," Dumbledore greeted him, cheerfully.

"Professor," Draco replied, nodding his head.

"And..?" Dumbledore prompted, indicating toward the girl.

"Jessica, Professor, Jessica Nightingale," she replied.

"Right.. a, well if you'll excuse me, I have some very pressing matters to attend to." He said, happily striding away.

"That was weird," the two students said in unison. "Oh well," they thought, as they made their way towards the Great Hall.

By the time Dumbledore had reached the Divination classroom, he was absolutely beaming.

He grinned, broadly, looking at the cabinets full of teacups.

He looked at one specific cupboard, which he knew contained some of Trelwaney's favourite teacups, he had gained that information from going through her memories, while trying to gather some more information, so that he could torture her more efficiently.

So, he strode forward, towards the cabinet. (The specific one).

He took a cup out, grabbed it, held it above the floor.. and SMASH!

It hit the floor, with a satisfactory clash.

And so he continued this routine over and over, and over again, until there were no more cups left to smash, and so, he decided to move onto the crystal balls.

After he had smashed around ten crystal balls, he came across s prophecy.

It said "Draco Malfoy and Jessica Nightingale BELONG together, so to the MONKEYS with Dramione".

"Huh," Dumbledore thought.

"That's a bit strange, oh well,".

Dumbledore decided not to break the prophecy.

By the time Dumbledore was finished he was starting to feel a little bit guilty.

"Oh well," he thought.

"It's just what one must do," and with that he left the classroom in it's smashed up state, his long flamboyant robes flowing behind him, gracefully.

Author's Notes:

"Well, Minister, you may not like him, but you gotta admit, Dumbledore's got style."

There we go.. MUHAHAHA

R.I.P Trelawney's Classroom.

JessieTheMikaelson  is Jessica, by the way.

I shipped her and Draco (jokingly), and you can too, if you like.

Enjoy, and don't worry, Dumbledore will be killing more people in the future :)

P.S I'm sorry if there are any spelling or grammatical errors, I simply can't be bothered to correct them. 

- Lily