One day Harry Potter got bored waiting for the next book to come out. All he did was sit in Dudley's old bedroom listing to Hedwig chirping. His crappy Harry, Hermione, and Ron toys had all broke and Snape's potion do-it- yourself kit turned out to be toxic and killed Crookshanks, but Harry gave Hermione a book and she liked it ten times as much, but when she looks at cats she gets sad. He walked in to Uncle Vernon and he was as pissed as usual because he only got .000000000000000001% of the movie profits. Dudley doesn't mind his less than minimum wage because he gets free food. Aunt Petunia spent all her money on treatments for her beard (the same stuff Dumbledore uses.) Harry thought, "Why am I wasting time sitting here when I can be seeing why J.K. hasn't written a new book, because I am not getting any more cash." Harry Potter walked to his private limo and went to his private plane. On the way to J.K.'s he stopped at some poor country restaurants, wrote the health code violations down, and sued them. He also sued Snape's potion do-it-yourself kit. He got cash but no where near the amount of cash he would get from another book. He got to J.K. later that day. He marched in her office, she glanced at harry for a second then she started talking to a person "Mix orange soda with coke and in a month do the exact same thing with pepsi." Harry ignored the other person and he asked "Why aren't you making another book? "Why would I want to? I started writing to get money and I get so much money from owning pepsi and coke why would I want more cash. "That is the last straw" said Harry "I'm going to, (J.k lifts one finger and two guards rush and take Harry away) "Dang. . . My only option is to. . . Called Draco Malfoy." said Harry He walked to the phone. He took one big breath. Then he dialed the number. "Hello?" said Harry "Oh, It's Potter." snickered Malfoy. "I need to talk to you about the next book"said harry "Is it done" questioned Malfoy? "NO! She hasen't started it!" screamed Harry "What!. . . He he he . . . I know . . . I got some Juicy black mail" snorted Malfoy "What?" asked Harry. "If I tell you id have to kill you." This is in progress