The Day the Hippogriff fell on Harry Potter
Once upon a day, Harry Potter and his friends, Ron and Hermione were making their way down to the Great Hall for breakfast.
When they got there, they were greeted by Seamus Finnigan, their Irish friend. He greeted them with "Ey Up me lad!" and a big smile.
When they reached the Gryffindor House Table, they sat down and began on their breakfast. Harry had jelly on toast, mixed with strawberries, gooseberries and snozberries. He then ate some pomegranate cake and ate a whole pot of Marmite. For his drink he had diluted Bovril.
Ron, on the other hand had a sumptuous meal of hot buttered toast and quaffle, mixed with a combination of towels and tartan boxer shorts.
Meanwhile, Hermione was enjoying her breakfast of strawberry jam spread lightly on a hearthrug and an ashwinder egg.
Just then, Ginny, Ron's little sister came and sat down. For her breakfast she had stolen socks, a sketchbook and Muggle poetry books.
They all enjoyed their breakfast's muchly, and presently, Malfoy entered the hall with his two ugly cronies, Vincent Crabbe and Gregory Goyle.
He swaggered over to the Gryffindor Table, and stood behind Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny.
"Hello. Looks like Potty and the Weasel, have got themselves some little girlfriends, hmmm?" he inquired.
"Well it's better than being a ferret Malfoy!" retaliated Ginny, to Harry's great surprise.
"HUMPH!" said Malfoy grudgingly, "you are a pig bottomed brain loser little Weaslett, and you have less money than Potter has brains – and that isn't very much, as we all know."
By now, Ron was fuming. How dare Malfoy insult his sister, and his family in one foul blow? He muttered a spell under his breath.
"Furnunciliungusfilikirgatuxredretthatchdfaddearquertypogginhogginutheryulik operfraytegrughugyug!"
Suddenly, from above them came a whooshing sound. They all looked up and saw a Hippogriff seemingly materialise from the thin air, and come falling to the earth. By now, you should have guessed that the Hippogriff was conjured into being for the sole purpose of landing on Malfoy. He had realised this (he wasn't just handsome you know, he had brains too), and jumped out of the way, and pulling Harry into the place where he had just been standing.
Before Harry had time to react, the Hippogriff landed on him and squashed him to death.
Hermione looked on, crying and Ron turned very pale. It seemed ironic that after four years of Voldemort trying to kill Harry, he had been killed by a falling Hippogriff.
Ginny was wailing out loud. The Hippogriff was the only one who could hear what she was saying (he had the power to understand the language of a tearful girl).
"NOOOOOO! Now he'll never know how much I wanted to show him my collection of hearthrugs, stolen socks, art books, towels, tartan plaid boxer shorts and Muggle poetry! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
Once upon a day, Harry Potter and his friends, Ron and Hermione were making their way down to the Great Hall for breakfast.
When they got there, they were greeted by Seamus Finnigan, their Irish friend. He greeted them with "Ey Up me lad!" and a big smile.
When they reached the Gryffindor House Table, they sat down and began on their breakfast. Harry had jelly on toast, mixed with strawberries, gooseberries and snozberries. He then ate some pomegranate cake and ate a whole pot of Marmite. For his drink he had diluted Bovril.
Ron, on the other hand had a sumptuous meal of hot buttered toast and quaffle, mixed with a combination of towels and tartan boxer shorts.
Meanwhile, Hermione was enjoying her breakfast of strawberry jam spread lightly on a hearthrug and an ashwinder egg.
Just then, Ginny, Ron's little sister came and sat down. For her breakfast she had stolen socks, a sketchbook and Muggle poetry books.
They all enjoyed their breakfast's muchly, and presently, Malfoy entered the hall with his two ugly cronies, Vincent Crabbe and Gregory Goyle.
He swaggered over to the Gryffindor Table, and stood behind Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny.
"Hello. Looks like Potty and the Weasel, have got themselves some little girlfriends, hmmm?" he inquired.
"Well it's better than being a ferret Malfoy!" retaliated Ginny, to Harry's great surprise.
"HUMPH!" said Malfoy grudgingly, "you are a pig bottomed brain loser little Weaslett, and you have less money than Potter has brains – and that isn't very much, as we all know."
By now, Ron was fuming. How dare Malfoy insult his sister, and his family in one foul blow? He muttered a spell under his breath.
"Furnunciliungusfilikirgatuxredretthatchdfaddearquertypogginhogginutheryulik operfraytegrughugyug!"
Suddenly, from above them came a whooshing sound. They all looked up and saw a Hippogriff seemingly materialise from the thin air, and come falling to the earth. By now, you should have guessed that the Hippogriff was conjured into being for the sole purpose of landing on Malfoy. He had realised this (he wasn't just handsome you know, he had brains too), and jumped out of the way, and pulling Harry into the place where he had just been standing.
Before Harry had time to react, the Hippogriff landed on him and squashed him to death.
Hermione looked on, crying and Ron turned very pale. It seemed ironic that after four years of Voldemort trying to kill Harry, he had been killed by a falling Hippogriff.
Ginny was wailing out loud. The Hippogriff was the only one who could hear what she was saying (he had the power to understand the language of a tearful girl).
"NOOOOOO! Now he'll never know how much I wanted to show him my collection of hearthrugs, stolen socks, art books, towels, tartan plaid boxer shorts and Muggle poetry! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"