Warning: Really bad humor and probably some OOCness.
AN: This is a public service announcement commercial about marijuana from Harry and Ron. I thought this up today in health class and decided to write it. It's supposed to be humorous. (It's probably not though) It's also supposed to inform you that drugs are bad. Believe me, they are. Read, enjoy and review.
"Action!" the director yelled as the lights fade and the cameras roll.
Harry Potter and Ron Weasely walked onto the set laughing. They threw themselves onto a couch and Ron pulled out a zip lock bag full of what looked like oregano or basil.
"What's that Ron?" Harry asked his eyes wide in faux shock. "It's weed, Harry. I got it from a Muggle down the road. S'posed to get you "high" or something. Whatever that means."
Ron opened the bag and dumped the contents into his hand. Harry watched, his eyes still wide, as Ron pinched some between two fingers and ate it.
Harry smacked Ron's hand, spilling the "weed" and said, "Ron, that stuff's bad. Muggles don't approve of it and that's not how you do it." "Really?" Ron asked, choking.
Harry nodded. "Most Muggles smoke it." "It had better taste better that way or I'm going to hex that Muggle." Harry growled.
"Ron, you don't get it! It's bad for you. It messes up your brain." Ron cocked his head at Harry, confused. "What do you mean?" he asked, bending over to pick up the "weed".
Harry sighed. "It's bad. It messed with your brain and makes you see things. You giggle uncontrollably and you could die!" Ron stopped and looked up at his friend. "Die?"
Harry nodded, stood and went off set for a moment. He came back with a vacuum. He turned it on and quickly vacuumed up the "weed". Ron stared in bewilderment at the strange contraption.
"What is that thing and what have you done with my weed?!" Harry ignored his question and put the vacuum away. He returned and sat back down on the couch. Ron sat back with his arms folded across his chest and glared at Harry.
"What was that for?" Ron asked angrily. Harry sighed again. "I did it to stop you from killing the one brain cell you have left." "Oh…" Ron said.
A pause…
"Hey!" Harry laughed and clapped his friend on the back. "C'mon, let's go find Hermione." The both stood and left the set.
"That's a wrap!" The director called and left.
There ya have it. Funny? Lame? Review to tell me. To everyone who reads my other stories, I am working on those. I'm going to go over them and fix things a rewrite some things and work out some plot stuff. Don't worry... It shouldn't take too long.