Disclaimer: W: I AM J.K. ROWLING!
RC: I AM ALSO J.K. ROWLING!
W: there can't be two!
huddle in discussion
RC/W: WE ARE BOTH J.K. ROWLING!
W: and so is Orlando bloom! And Walt Disney! And my stuffed giraffe!
RC: and this moss covered brick!
RC: By the way if you think that we own any of the characters then you must be on crack. And we believe you should get sued. Although we personally would like to make Malfoy our bitch, we have to face reality and realize that there's basically no chance of that ever happening whatsoever because:
A) We're not entirely sure as to how to make someone our bitch. Hhmmm, we'll have to look into that…
2) And less importantly he's a fictional character
W: This is not a chapter this is just a one shot. And I am going to call it,
'Lee's realization'! Isn't that a snazzy title? Yeah, I thought so too!
"Make me a sandwich, mommy…"
"Lee, wake up you're talking in your sleep again."
"OHMYGOD! Wha—whazzgoinon?"
"I needed to tell you—"
"God damn it, George, how many times have I told you not to disturb me from my beauty rest?"
"I know, it's just—"
"Stop making excuses and just face the fact that you're in love with me and can't stop thinking about me. I mean, come on, we both feel it!"
"Lee, I have a girlfriend. And I need to tell you—"
"Oh. Please don't give me that 'I have a girlfriend so everybody will think I'm straight but I'm just covering up my primal lust for Lee Jordan, the most beautiful man on the face of the earth—"
"Hey guys—Lee! I just found out, are—"
"Oh hi Fred, me and George were just discussing his undying primal feelings for me."
"Really? George I never knew! But, that's beside the point. Lee, I came up here to tell you—"
"Lee! Oh my goodness, you must've seen it! I mean it's huge, how could you not—"
"ANGELINA! What are you doing up here? I'm not decent!"
"Lee, shut up!"
"You shut up George!"
"Lee! There's a huge banner up right above the entrance to the school! It has tons of naked pictures of you and you have a massive hard on—"
"Harry, you're talking too fast I can't understand you."
"But…I wasn't talking fast at all. What—?"
"I think Lee might be in denial."
"Yeah, I kind of agree with you. Well, he'll come to terms eventually, and we'll be there when he's ready to except the death of his reputation. Well, what's left of it after that whole mashed potato incident."
"Eesh, that was bad."
"Hey! I think the Quidditch pitch is free, you guys want to go play for a little while?"
"Yeah, fine with me. Angelina?"
"Sure, I could use some practice, I haven't been getting my usual quota of sixteen hours a day…"
"All righty then. Harry?"
"Definitely! I've been meaning to try out my new broom. Hhmm, deja vu. You know I think that's about the fifth time I've heard those exact words come out of my mouth."
"Yeah, join the club, mate. Anyway, George?"
"Nah. I think I'm going to go draw obscene things on the big Lee poster."
"Hey, where're you guys going? George, I thought we were going to—"
"Shut up, Lee."
A/N: W: that was fun! I mostly just made it up as I went along, but then I came back the day after I wrote it and wrote more! I'm so cool. And I changed a few spelling mistakes. You know I find myself doing that a lot…innyhoo! I was going to say it would be nice for you to review but I really don't give a rat's arse. I love saying arse.…um…yeah…bye.