Hello, everyone! I'm back with another story! As always, I hope you enjoy!
Whenever it gets foggy outside scream "The Dementors are coming!" and hide for days at a time.
Oliver: A great day for Quidditch, this is. Who's willing to bet we're gonna beat Ravenclaw today?
*Some rainclouds gather and a shadow falls over the pitch*
Harry: Dementors! Not again!
*Harry flees*
Oliver: Alright... willing to bet we'll lose?
Tell them that You-Know-Who was defeated today. When they ask who's you-know-who pretend to be offended and don't tell them who he is.
George: He looks very beaten up, guys. Do you think he'll be alright?
Ron: He's Harry Potter! He'll be fine, George.
Ginny: We've lost some amazing wizards today.
Draco: Including Voldemort!
Draw the sign of the Hallow on every surface in the house.
Ginny: What in the world... Harry!
Lavender: Stop yelling. He's busy.
Ginny: Busy?
Lavender: Yes.
Ginny: Doing?
Lavender: You're quite nosy, aren't you? Harry has been occupied with perfecting his art skills. Must you know?
If they ask you about the weather solemnly say, "Mars is bright tonight."
Percy: Off to sleep, all of you! I'm a Prefect.
Ron: Pompous git, you are.
Percy: Go to bed, Ron.
Ron: What's the weather tonight?
Percy: Just go away.
*Fred and George pop up behind Ron*
George: Hey Ron.
Fred and George: MARS IS BRIGHT TONIGHT!
Ron: Stop it! That's not funny anymore!
Say everything in a sing-song voice like Luna Lovegood.
Crabbe and Goyle: The Nargles are coming!
Luna: They are? Well, my charm isn't working, is it?
Crabbe: The Nargles are coming!
Goyle: They'll be here shortly!
Luna: I better hope not!
Say "Alhomora" every time you open a door.
*Harry's laughter is heard in his dormitory*
Blaise: Well, someone's having a grand ol' time.
Hermione: You see, he's recieved a letter. Hate mail.
Blaise: What?
Hermione: From his uncle.
Blaise: I want to see what that man has to say about our Harry. *walks to the door* Alhomora!
Hermione: You're not using your wand.
Complain loudly about how your pictures don't move.
Draco: Blasted thing! Why isn't it moving?
Pansy: Cut wire, maybe?
Draco: I'll never understand Muggle books.
Always speak with a British accent, especially if your not from the U.K
Seamus: Hey, I'd love a crumpet! Crumpets and tea!
*Harry saunters into the common room, carrying homework*
Seamus: Hello, fellow. Time for some rugby!
Harry: Are you mocking me?
Talk to animals and insist that they're animagi.
Neville: Oi, Hedwig! Are you an Animagus?
Harry: If she was, she'd tell you.
Hum the Harry Potter theme all day long.
Snape: Grab some Bicorn horn from the cabinet there, Weasley. And what is that tune you're humming?
Ron: Just something I picked up.
Spend hours at a time trying to make your broom fly.
Dudley: Up! Up you get! Now! Up! Up!
Petunia: Dudders, stop shouting at the broom.
Refuse to wash your hair and explain you're going for the Snape look.
Ginny: Who are you bringing to the Yule Ball?
Hermione: I told you! Viktor asked me!
Ginny: I can hardly believe that Neville was brave enough to request me.
Hermione: He's coming out of his shell.
*Luna skips in, smiling*
Ginny: Interesting... hairstyle...
Luna: I'm going to dress like Professer Snape. It'll be a laugh.
Say "Lumos" every time you turn on a light.
Harry: Lumos. Lumos. Lumos. Lumos. Lumos. Lumos.
Seamus: WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
Harry: I broke my wand. Just trying to turn the lamp on.
Sort every person you meet in to one of the four houses.
Ron: What are you doing, Harry?
Harry: I'm packing.
Ron: Where are you going now?
Harry: I'm visiting my relatives. The only ones I've got.
Ron: Heh... they're bloody oafs, they are. Which houses do you think they'd be sorted into?
Harry: They're all Hufflepuff.
Yell Crucio when someone insults Harry Potter.
Draco: Potter really has done a horrid job of keeping out of trouble. What do ya reckon he's gonna do next? Unleash rapists out of Azkaban?
Ron: CRUCIO!
Draco: Awk!
Pretend you can do magic.
Filch: Aveda Kedacra! Oops... that ain't right. Avadas Kedavrus? Mrs. Norris, why don't you give it a go?
Relate everything they say to the Harry Potter books or movies.
Draco: Muggles, bow down to me!
Vernon Durseley: Who in the blazes are you? Dressed like a hobo and foolishly waving that stick? You're one of those abracadabra folk, aren't you?
Draco: Shut up!
Wow. I based this off of a Harry Potter chain letter. Only the bold parts are not mine.
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