I hope you enjoy the story, it was inspired by a concept in one of Sirius-Bond's stories. I don't own her, the Simpsons, or Burns Manor; only a realy rich person could afford a house that big. I better start saving now!

HARRY POTTER AND THE PARTY AT A. TROLL'S

CHAPTER ONE: "BRANDON"

Many (well, maybe a few of you that have not pressed 'hide bio') of you know that I turned fifteen this September (September of '04 if your reading this years from now), so I decided to write a story about my alter ego, A. Troll, throwing a party for his 150th birthday, with help from me. What should I call myself in this fanfic...? Jim...? Jamal...? Let's just call me... "Brandon" (this is an inside joke for MuggleBuddy). Special thanks to Sirius-Bond for allowing me to use one of her ideas!

In an eloquent mansion perched atop a hill, much like a friendlier and cozier version of Mr. Burns' house, that had just materialized as if written by someone on a website for people that can't get enough of their favorite stories, Brandon stared out of a large window with his brown eyes and dark eyebrows. He turned to his friend A. Troll, taking in the hardwood floor, high vaulted ceiling, and rich coloring and lighting that filled a room at the front of the house witch contained a projection screen computer outfitted with two keyboards; one for humans and one for trolls. They were quite mismatched, a 5 foot, 1 ¼ inches, scrawny 15-year-old human, and a 12 foot, 5 inch, soon to be 150-year-old troll (even though he was technically 'small' by troll standards).

"Nice place!" said Brandon, in awe at his surroundings.

"Yeah, well, it just kind of materialized as if written by someone—" A. Troll started, but he was cut off by Brandon.

"They know! They read the second paragraph!"

"Nice of you, or is it me, no, maybe 'us'...?" pondered A. Troll, realizing that in the real world he and Brandon were one in the same person/troll, "... to write about a computer with a troll keyboard and large projection screen."

"Yeah," said Brandon, proud of his writing in paragraph two, "it just sort of came to me—er—'us'."

"It would probably be best if thought of ourselves as separate entities, so as not to confuse those reading this." A. Troll commented.

"You know," said Brandon, "if you think about it, we don't even exi--" but before he could make a startling revelation by pronouncing 'exist', the doorbell rang.

Sorry about the length; it will improve in further chapters. Now, REVIEW! I comand you to-- oh I give up! (not realy)

PS-I don't own MuggleBuddy--YET!!!