Twister: Harry Potter Style
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------disclaimer: I own neither Twister nor Harry Potter. They both belong to Warner Bros. and Harry Potter also belongs to the brilliant J.K Rowling.
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On a dark, stormy night in June of 1969, two children lay in bed asleep while their dads sat and talked downstairs and their moms talked in Jo's parents' bedroom upstairs. A particularly loud clap of thunder sounded which woke the sleeping children. One of them was a black-haired, green-eyed, two year old boy named Harry. The other was a girl that had blond hair, freckles, and was about nine or ten years old. At the same time, James Potter, Harry's dad, was sitting on the sofa and watching a tornado warning on the TV. "Mike! You might want to see this!" A few seconds later, Mike Harding, Jo's dad, walked out of the kitchen carrying a mug of coffee. "What's up, James?" "The weatherman says that NSSL (National Severe Storm Laboratory)'s calling a tornado warning for the area. It's supposed to be an F5." "Shoot!" "I'll get the kids. You get your wife and Lily and tell them to get to the storm cellar!" They both ran upstairs. Harry and Jo had managed to get back to sleep, but the sound of James bursting through the door woke them up again. Just as he was grabbing blankets for them, Miriam came and picked Jo up and grabbed a blanket for her from James. Lily came in and picked Harry up and gave him the blanket she had grabbed from James to suckle on so that he wouldn't be too frightened. Then they all ran out to the storm cellar. Once safely inside, the two mothers cuddled their children and held them close. As the tornado drew closer, the cellar door started to shake and jerk violently against its hinges and lock. Mike went to hold it down just as it ripped off and he was almost sucked up because of it, but James grabbed him just in time. "Let go of the door!" he yelled. Mike did just that and, consequentially, fell on top of James. The two kids laughed as their dads struggled to untangle themselves; so did their mothers.
TBC Sorry this is such a short chapter, but Ihope you liked it anyway. If you did or didn't review, but please don't flame. I'm not sure when I'll have the next chapter up, but I'll try to update ASAP.
