This story just goes to show what happens when one stays up too late reading Harry Potter while listening to Monty Python. It drifted into my head in the middle of the night and can get rather silly. Ron has been spending the summer desperatly trying to cheer Harry up after Sirius' death, but things get out of control when the Lady of the Lake appears during a fishing trip, convinced that Harry is the reincarnation of King Arthur...

“Don’t be stupid.” Harry whispered forcefully as he batted away a swirl of glitter that was drifting hopefully by his shoe. “I don’t think there’s anything we can do to her, she’s some sort of elemental, completely different magic involved. I think she’ll only leave if she realizes I’m not Arthur, so we have to prove the real Arthur is still around…somewhere.”