(ok this is a really stupid story.just warning you.me and a friend made it
up cuz we had nothing better to do..just a warning)
The Boy without a face
Once upon a time there was a boy named Harry Potter. He had a lightning bolt shaped scar on his forehead from Voldemort which was the only mark he got after Voldemort tried to kill him. He was in his 6th year at Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry when a very famous dark wizard died. No one knows how.
It was now the boy's seventh year at Hogwarts and he was hanging out with his best friends Ron and Hermione when an announcement rang through the invisible speakers in the hallways. Harry Potter please report to the dungeons was all it said.
His friends looked at him and he just shrugged. He then made his way down to the dungeons. When he got there he saw Snape inside sitting at his desk.
"You called for me sir." Harry said
"Yes Potter, sit down. I have to tell you something very important, something I should of told you long ago, Luk- err Harry, I am your father." Reported Snape
Harry was shocked, startled. This couldn't be true he thought to himself. His parents were James and Lily Potter.
"I know what you are thinking" Snape said, then he continued. "it was a long time ago, well 17 years to be exact, Minerva, well Ms.McGonnall was very loney that night and she came to me looking for comfort. I did what I could he replied with a wink."
Harry shouted, "Professor McGonall is my mother! What about my parents? What about Sirius?The mauraders? What about the scar on my forehead and Voldemort?"
"James and lily adopted you, Me or Ms.McGonall couldn't handle raising a child at the moment but they were willing. Sirius was a friend of James, you know that. He cared for you. And for that scar you fell of a coconut tree when you were little, god knows how you go up there.
Now Harry was angry, he grabbed his wand as was just about to curse Snape but Snape was quicker. He yelled out a spell that made Harry fall backwards. As he did he knocked over a cabinet of potions, most of them fell to the floor beside him, but one landed on him, in his face.
Harry started screaming but nothing came out. He couldn't see, he couldn't breathe. He had no face. Snape didn't know what to do, he was angry at himself. Well if Harry was going to die then he was too. He took the remnants of the potion and poured them on his face. Suddenly, his face melted off.
Harry and Snape were both faceless and slowly dying. Snape didn't want to spend his last few moments standing, waiting for death to arrive, so he took Harry hands and started dancing around the dungeon. They died doing the tango.
Please review and tell me how stupid or dumb this was..i like reviews.
The Boy without a face
Once upon a time there was a boy named Harry Potter. He had a lightning bolt shaped scar on his forehead from Voldemort which was the only mark he got after Voldemort tried to kill him. He was in his 6th year at Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry when a very famous dark wizard died. No one knows how.
It was now the boy's seventh year at Hogwarts and he was hanging out with his best friends Ron and Hermione when an announcement rang through the invisible speakers in the hallways. Harry Potter please report to the dungeons was all it said.
His friends looked at him and he just shrugged. He then made his way down to the dungeons. When he got there he saw Snape inside sitting at his desk.
"You called for me sir." Harry said
"Yes Potter, sit down. I have to tell you something very important, something I should of told you long ago, Luk- err Harry, I am your father." Reported Snape
Harry was shocked, startled. This couldn't be true he thought to himself. His parents were James and Lily Potter.
"I know what you are thinking" Snape said, then he continued. "it was a long time ago, well 17 years to be exact, Minerva, well Ms.McGonnall was very loney that night and she came to me looking for comfort. I did what I could he replied with a wink."
Harry shouted, "Professor McGonall is my mother! What about my parents? What about Sirius?The mauraders? What about the scar on my forehead and Voldemort?"
"James and lily adopted you, Me or Ms.McGonall couldn't handle raising a child at the moment but they were willing. Sirius was a friend of James, you know that. He cared for you. And for that scar you fell of a coconut tree when you were little, god knows how you go up there.
Now Harry was angry, he grabbed his wand as was just about to curse Snape but Snape was quicker. He yelled out a spell that made Harry fall backwards. As he did he knocked over a cabinet of potions, most of them fell to the floor beside him, but one landed on him, in his face.
Harry started screaming but nothing came out. He couldn't see, he couldn't breathe. He had no face. Snape didn't know what to do, he was angry at himself. Well if Harry was going to die then he was too. He took the remnants of the potion and poured them on his face. Suddenly, his face melted off.
Harry and Snape were both faceless and slowly dying. Snape didn't want to spend his last few moments standing, waiting for death to arrive, so he took Harry hands and started dancing around the dungeon. They died doing the tango.
Please review and tell me how stupid or dumb this was..i like reviews.