Hogsmede Fm
A/n: With all the bad weather and petrol strikes here in merry old Britannia at the moment, I had to write a fic showing that even wizards and witches can't escape all the floods and petrol crisis!
-Inane music, and bad singing-
*Hogsmede Fm, 102.2!*
"Hello and welcome to Hogsmede FM 102.2! I am your DJ Wilbert Dripple and the time is seven thirty am! Incase any of you haven't noticed, the weather shows no sign of changing, and according to reliable sources, we could be in for a good few more days of rain!
The latest survey shows that nearly seventy five percent of Hogsmede residents have been evacuated to higher grounds, namely Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry! Floods are now reaching up to three feet deep in some areas, and it looks as if there could even be some snow heading our way!
Now, incase any of you have been living in a cave for the past week, here's what's going on: The heavens have opened all over the U.K, with even the top wizards and witches in the country reluctant to take action, incase the muggles notice that some places are unaffected by the rain!
Pupils at Hogwarts have been delighted to hear that their classes have been cancelled for the next few days, while the evacuees are present within the castle-although it seems that some of the members of staff aren't quite so delighted.
Rebeus Hagrid in particular has made his feelings about the miserable downpours quite clear to everyone in the Three Broomsticks, complaining loudly about how his prize lettuces have been drowned in metres of water!
But it seems that the downpours aren't the only problems the country is having at the moment, with muggle negotiations going on daily about fuel prices, and the blockades now in place, the Knight bus is unable to run, and muggles are practically at a standstill. Not that they could get anywhere in these floods anyway, but that's far from the point!
It also seems that, with the sudden lack of petrol, the broom that we've all been waiting for, the Pegasus 9000, has hit a hitch within the first few days of manufacture! Whilst we were promised that this new broom would revolutionalise the way we fly, it seems that, the thing manufacturers promised us we would love most about it, the engine on the back, is unable to function due to lack of petrol!" '
If there's one thing on the minds of witches and wizards across the country at the moment, it's this: the muggles had better get their problems sorted out soon; it's one thing them having no petrol and being four foot under water, it's quite another when they drag us into it!
And now, on a more cheerful note, let's here the latest offering from the Weird Sisters!"
Que music, ending transmission.