'ScarredSeeker' has joined the chat.
"Hey," Harry typed onto his online chat room, "anyone else here?"
'WorldlyDeath' has joined the chat.
"Hi scarred seeker," worldly death typed, "how are you?"
"Pretty good, my scars really hurting though, how r u?"
"Good, thanks for asking," Death said, "what's wrong with your scar?"
"Oh, sometimes it just hurts randomly; I've had it since I was a baby," he moped, "but it's worth the pain because it helps keep away You-Know- Who."
"Who?"
"Oh never mind, I don't want to talk about him right now."
"Okay," WorldlyDeath agreed.
"So what is going on in ur life?" the Seeker asked
"So what, like dating?"
"Sure, anything."
"Well," Death confessed, "I do like this one girl, and she's amazing, she has black curly hair, and the way she kills people… I love it!"
"What?"
"Never mind, so do you have a girl?"
"Ya- but I'm having trouble showing how I feel because she is my best friend's sister."
"Well, best of luck, I have to go."
"Goodbye, good luck to you too," Seeker wished.
'WorldlyDeath' is offline.
'ScarredSeeker' is offline.
REAL LIFE- 2 HOURS LATER
"You shall not defeat me, Harry Potter!" Voldemort screamed angrily, "I shall bring death to this world!"
"What did you say?" Harry questioned.
"I shall bring worldwide death!" he shouted.
"Wait," Harry figured, "Death to the world, world. Death… Worldly death!"
"Scar- Quittich," Voldemort realized, "Scarred Seeker!"
"Oh, crap, this is awkward."
"Oh, well then, bye," You-Know-Who said, full of shame. He turned around, hung his head, and slunk away.