Ok, I originally didn't write this story for Harry Potter, but I tink it goes cute there. This is what happen to the gnomes at the Weasley's when they have their backs turned. I hope you like it! -PropertyOfDracoMalfoy
The Gnomes of the Burrow
There once was a garden gnome. Not just any gnome. This one had a life, even if it was just a boring one. He even had a name. It was Gnome 0019. He was different from Gnomes 001-0018, and was way different from Gnomes 0020-0025. They were the "new generation gnomes." they even had I-Gnomes and walked around with the music playing at full blast.
Poor 0019. He was getting sick of his gnome life, but he didn't know what to do. He wanted to change something, even if it was a minor detail. He had no clue what to do until one day it hit him.
He cautiously approached the head Gnome Elder. He was an extremely wrinkly gnome and his white bread dragged along on the ground. He occasionally tripped on it, and everyone would rush over to help him back up on his feet, then laugh about it behind his back.
"Um ... Gnome Elder, sir?" 0019 stammered. He'd never been this close to the elder before. He saw how old he actually looked up close. He'd never realized how deep his wrinkles were, or how white his balding hair was. He turned to face 0019.
"Yes, what is it you need, young one?" he said in his frail, old-man voice. His eyes looked tired, but concerned.
0019 thought hard about how to put his words together and then puckered up all his courage and said, " I would like to change the color of my pointy hat from red to purple."
Everyone around him gasped. The Gnome Elder looked as though he would soon have a stroke.
"Change your hat?!" he cried in disbelief. Now all the gnome surrounded them to listen in on their conversation. "But red's our trademark! It's a great and vibrant color! It makes us all the same!"
"Exactly!" said 0019. "We're all the same! All I want is to be a little different. Stand out in a crowd. Unique, if you will."
"I cannot believe what I am hearing!" yelled the Gnome Elder. He was over the shock of 0019's request and was now looking very flushed. His eyes were hot with anger and no longer had a concerned look about them. "We raise you and care for you and this is what you do?! You rebel?!"
"All I want is a purple hat!" pleaded 0019. "Even though it's kind of fruity, I prefer it much more than red. Red is so ... so sinister."
"Sinister? Sinister?!" bellowed the infuriated Gnome Elder. "You're the one who's being sinister, with your rebellious and snappy attitude. If you really hate being one of us, then I suggest you leave," he said, pointing toward the next yard.
"Well, maybe I will. The plastic deer across the street will welcome my uniqueness," he said and started across the street. He stopped and turned. "I hope you trip over your beard and die," he said sweetly and continued his way across the street to his new home.
Ok, I really hope that you liked it. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE REVIEW! I don't care if they're bad. I'M CEREAL!!! I hope to hear from you!! 3
