I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER. JK Rowling's dose (did I even spell her name right?)

I can spell to save my life, and my spell cheek sucks, so if you see a spelling mistake please tell me and I will change it.

Magic Mushroom.

Harry potter, age 16 was bored. He was beyond bored. Bored didn't even come close to the emotion he was feeling. But it was the best way to describe it. So what does the-boy-who-lived do when he's like this. Go to the forbidden forest of course!

The-boy-who-lived-to-be-a-nut-job was having a grand old time in the forest. Talking to the bird and the odd things that he didn't really want to know what they were. As he was talking to Philip, who was a blue bird, he came across some mushroom. They were big as fuck, and looked like a rainbow puked on them. So what did boy wonder do? He ate one. They tasted like maple syrup mixed with bacon.

As he was happily munching away he didn't clue in that he was being watched. A man with dark curls and red eyes, who looked to be 25 at most, was watched our lovable moron. This man goes by many names, but Voldemort is what he likes to be called.

You may be wondering, what the fuck is he doing here, and why does he have hair? Well, he-who-has-hair-and-a-nose-now went to the forbidden forest to get his old body back. There are plants there that can make that happen. So as Lord Moldy-Shorts was getting his body back, he saw our hero.

"Potter?" He asked as he walked closer to the boy. Harry dropped the mushroom, with a sad heart, and looked at the other male. They stared at each outer for some time until Harry jumped up.

"HOLLY SHIT!" He screamed. Tom, Moldy-Short's reel name, just smirked before grabbing his wand.

"Today is the day you're going to die Pot-"He was cut off as the younger man ran over and gave him a hug. It was a huge ass hug that made Tom's lungs scream for the lovely thing we call air.

"OH MY GOD! YOU HAVE A NOSE!" Harry Fucked-Up-In-The-Head Potter then poked the dark lords newly made nose, with his own nose. Tom Confuse-As-Fuck Riddle just looked at the stupidly high teen in front of him.

"Child, what have you been eating?" The Dark haired man asked, as he watched Harry play with his nose, by poking it and saying "boop" every time.

"I-Boop-ate-boop-a-boop-MAGIC-boop-mushroom….BOOP!" Harry then fell to the ground giggling like a school girl seeing a cute guy cuddling with a kitten.

Tom just stared. He had a decision to make, should he kill the boy? Kidnap the boy? Bring to Hogwarts and let them deal with him? What should he do with The-boy-who-lived-to-be-a-nut-job?


CY: Review by saying what should Tom do with a high Harry!

This is the reason why I should not wright story's when I'm sleepy as fuck! :D