I had an assignment to do in my English Comp I class and the assignment was to create a story using an alarm clock, a knock knock joke, and Beyonce. It ended up turning into fanfiction.
There was nothing but silence in Harry's apartment. That was how he liked. It was a wish come true for him. He cherished the silence whenever he could. To him, silence was a treasure especially since his life was full of adventure. Being the "Golden Boy" or the "Chosen One" tired him out so the peace and quiet was nice.
*Knock Knock*
Someone was at the door disturbing the calm atmosphere.
"Who's there?!" Harry yelled from his living room couch.
"You know!" the voice had responded
"You know who?" Harry yelled back.
*Crash* All of a sudden the door is blown off of its hinges. Harry quickly stands and reaches for his wand. He realizes who is at the doorway.
"Voldemort…" Harry whispers underneath his breath.
"Right you are my boy," says Voldemort," I think it is time you join your family in the afterlife. They miss you so much."
Voldemort shoots a killing curse at Harry but he manages to dodge it in time. He manages to shoot back a couple of spells but none of them worked on the Dark Lord. Voldemort lifted him into the air with his wand and start shaking him violently.
"Time to wake up, Harry," Voldemort said. "Harry! Wake up!" Voldemort repeated again.
"WAKE UP!" Ron yelled. It was the final thing Harry heard before realizing that he was in bed still in his pajamas at the Burrow. It was all a dream. Voldemort was not there. It was Ron who was shaking him.
"Your alarm clock wasn't working. My father is working on it right so don't be surprised if it yells the time at you later. You better hurry up mate or else you're going to be late," Ron had explained.
Harry could hear a distinct sound in the background. It took him a while to realize that was listening to music and that he was actually using headphones that were hanging around his neck.
"What are you listening to?" asked Harry, looking at Ron in disbelief.
"It's a muggle singer named Beyonce. I'm trying to learn about muggle music so I could relate more to 'Mione and her parents," Ron explained, "She's not all that bad." Harry just shrugged it all off and started getting ready for his job at the Ministry.