I don't own Jack, Jill, or a bucket. Neither do I own Harry Potter
"wah" talking
'ugh' thinking
-xxxxxx- one day during Flitwick's class
"Professor! I have a question!" Harry proclaimed.
"Yes, Mr. Potter? Get on with it. We only have so much time." Professor Flitwick snapped.
"Well, if there's Aguamenti for making water, and Incendio for making fire, and Duro is used for making rocks and earth, while flying is manipulating the air, why are there no lightning based spells?" Harry inquired.
"Err... we don't speak of electrical manipulation spells as they typically fry the user." Flitwick tried to scare Harry away from the topic, "but if you must know, stay after class and I'll explain further."
-xxxxxx- after class
"Professor, you said that you'd explain why electrical manipulation isn't talked about in class." Harry said while approaching Flitwick.
"Harry, the actual reason why is that the majority of lightning spells are used for sexual purposes. However they aren't used because they can destroy the nerves. Most are actually used by rapists due to their effects. Some of them cause orgasms and others prevent them. That is why lightning-based spells are not discussed in any class." Flitwick said in an exasperated tone. "Now, I better never hear you asking about them again."
-xxxxxx- several weeks later
"Hey, Harry!" Ginny yelled while running up to meet him.
'Oh look, the only reason I bothered studying those spells' Harry thought. 'The bitch thought she'd use the fertility potion in her copy of the matching jackets she got us to blackmail me into staying with her. Luckily for me I found it before she could...'
"Yes, Ginny?" He vocalized.
"Where have you been for the last few weeks?! You promised me that you'd take me!" Ginny exclaimed.
"I was unsure of myself, but I have everything settled now." Harry said in a dark tone.
No one ever could figure out why Ginny was found in the boys room every week afterwards begging the boys to make her feel good...