Me nd a friend had a reall good ide about Hanz going to Howarst in England! Hope you guyz lik it! Thank u 2 hyllo for da spelling help!
[[This is entirely a joke. We're purely uploading this so we have a place to link a couple other friends whom we were joking about this with. Prerequisite read: My Immortal, by Tara Gilesbie.]]
The year is 2069 and Hans of the Southern Isles has been misbehaving in class!
"Hans of the Suthern Isles," Snap yelled passively. Hans' neck snapped up away from a small first year he was teabagging magically. (teller dis is u) Althouh Hans was a 17 yr old wiard he was still in the first yer postionz class. (fangz for helpin me with da spellin roovin (get t cuz we vampiz))
"Wot" hanz screamed, bored.
"Stop that and see Umbradge now, you have misbehaved too much." Snap told him.
Hans sighed. He didn't like to admot it but he waz in love with…Umbrige! He had been misbheabing all week just to see her lovely frog like face. How Hans loved frogz so much. His bedroom was over populated by frogz in the Southern Isles. They practically raised him. "Fine," he sed predentding to be pissed off but he was actually really happy because he loved umbridge with all hiz hard but he was a student and she was a teacher and that was really inappropriate and dumblydoor would get pissed off and he gets a lot of head aches nowadaus and swears when he has the headaches. He grapped his bag and left the classroom. The first year he had magically tea bagged coughed up fairy dust.
As hanz walked to umbriges office he fot about all the nasty tumblr posts teenaged girls made about about him. They were se mean. They upset him a lot and he scramed passibely every saw sum prepz looking at their ifones so he stuck the finger up at them and scoweled angrily. They should hav been looking at him instead, but they were ignoring him and he couldn't stand itbecause he was more important than them. He thot to himself, all my life ive been searching to find my own place…I thought I found itand itz full of hipstrs and preps. He wondered if the gr8 hall would have any fondue or chocolate tonight.
Hanz ascended the cold and stone stairs nealy falling off when they move…curse rewona ravnclaw he thoughted. He hated the moving stairs. They was terrible. He stoppd thinkin of hipstez and preps and thought of his forbidden love…Umbridge! Her lovely and …mature… face seduced him on sight, evertim he saw her. Hans reminded himself to give a hate mail to sent to arendelle to his carrier pigeon, lord helix.