Harry Potter and the Scary Movies Spoof
By Kevin Palmer
Chapter 1
Dream Scream
A/N: I love Harry Potter, Horror Movies, and the Scary Movie Trilogy, although they are making a fourth one. That is how I came up with this idea. I would love suggestions for movies to spoof, and I'm in the middle of writing a horror story, and A Final Destination story, both of them Harry Potter. Now, on with the story.
Don't stop running. Keep running, he thought. Harry Potter was running down a long corridor. He knew that if he stopped, something bad would happen. He heard rustling behind him. He picked up the pace, and stumbled under his feet. He continued down the corridor. He saw the end of the corridor ahead, and it was at the top of a staircase. He was at the top of the staircase, and tripped. He went falling down these stairs. He was going head over heels.
Fuck, the curse word was all that he could think going down the stairs. He reached the bottom of the stairs. He laid, sprawled out. He looked up the stairs. Coming at him, was someone dressed in black. They had a Ghost-Face mask on, which Harry recognized from the Scream Trilogy.
He got back up, and saw that Ghost-Face, was halfway down the stairs. Harry started running. He ran faster. He reached a long corridor, and started running down it.
He noticed red stuff on the walls. He wondered what it was. He started stumbling under his feet. He bumped into the wall. And got red stuff all over him. Then he realized that it was blood. He stuck his finger into his mouth to taste it. It was only ketchup. He had reached the end of the corridor. It was a dead end. He saw someone lying on the floor.
"Get up!" Harry yelled. They didn't get up. "Get up!" he continued yelling. "Hey, kid. Get the fuck up, now, God dammit."
Harry ran over to the body. He saw red stuff all around him. He started eating it. "This is funky tasting ketchup." He saw the same red stuff leaking out of the body. "Fuck. It's fucking blood. This person's dead." Harry inspected the body, completely forgetting about Ghost-Face. He turned the body over and screamed.
He turned around, and screamed again. Ghost-Face was closing in on him. There was nowhere to go. He was trapped. He would get killed here and now. He would lay dead with his archenemy, Draco Malfoy. Ghost-Face reached into his black robe. He withdrew a hook. He recognized it from I Know What You Did Last Summer and its sequel.
Ghost-Face was only a few yards from him, when he slipped in the blood. He fell in Draco's own entrails.
"What? EW, this is fucking gross. I hate my job." And he got back up.
He raised his hook, and brought it down. Harry dodged it by rolling to his left. He had blood all over his back. He stood up.
"What the fuck do you want, you bitch?" Harry asked.
"Revenge." And Ghost-Face swung the hook.
Harry crawled backwards until he bumped into the wall. There was no place to go.
Ghost-Face raised the hook, and brought it down. The last thing Harry knew was that he heard screaming.
Then, Harry woke up, sweating and red faced, in his own bed.
