(A/N) This is a fic done by Dom
Harry Potter was walking across the grounds of Hogwarts, School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, hoping that Hagrid still had it.
Two days before, Malfoy had posted an article in the Daily
Prophet(thanks to Reeter Skeeter) saying that he saw Harry and Ron
making out in the girls bathroom. Word had spread all
around Hogwarts, and soon the teachers were even taunting him. Of
course, this wasn't true.
Why
would Harry make out with Ron in the GIRL'S bathroom. They were
actually in the boy's room.
But it
wasn't his fault. I mean Ron when I say HIS fault. Ron had snorted
too much floo powder earlier. Harry was in it for the-
Well, you, the reader, get it. So, Harry HAD made out with Ron, but
the rest was lies. Anyway, why would Malfoy be in the GIRL's room.
Harry stared at who was at Hagrid's hut. All he could hear was
Dumbedore's voice yelling "You can't have that here! What if
it-", but the voice was cut off when he heard "Harry!"
Harry turned around, pulling out his wand, as id ready to fire. But
it turned out to be Ron with a restraining order.
"Sign here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here,
here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here,
here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here,
here, here, here, here, here, and that's it-wait, no, I still need a
urine sample." Ron said.
"Why
would you need that?" Harry asked.
"The urine sample is just so-"
"No, why do I need to sign. I like having urine samples taken.
Especially if they're for men." Harry said, with a devilish
grinn on his face.
"Do you really want me to make this 200 foot restraining order
to be for 300?" Ron asked, pointing to the paragraph where it
said 200.
"Oh, you're a fiesty one,
are you?" Harry said, licking his lips.
"Oh, bloody hell!" Ron said, turning his heat and covering
his eyes.
Harry tried to get back at Malfoy, but every time he just ended up
getting hung upside down with no pants on and Snape's sock in his
mouth. Pictures of this were posted all over the school.
Malfoy did get in trouble, but of course he somehow got out of it
each time. Once he said Harry did it to himself, just so he could
stir up some attention.
Harry was called
to Snape's office after Malfoy told him this, and he made Harry tell
the truth. Snape found that Harry hadn't done it: this time. Harry
had done this once before, but they were private pictures then
Malfoy had hung him forty-seven times in the next two days.
Harry told Ron that he had to go to Hagrid's hut to see if he still had it. Ron didn't understand what "IT" was, so he slapped Harry across the face and called him dirty names.
Harry was used to this at home. Dudley liked to torture him. Dudley smacked his so hard with a golf club that he went gay. And I don't mean happy.
Harry waited behind a pumpkin until Hagrid's visitors left. When they
came out, Harry ran in. As he sprinted in the doorway, Hagrid closed
the door, and it made a big cut across Harry's face.
Harry fell in slow motion, as a drunken mime would. He didn't get up
for six weeks.
When he woke up from
hibernation, Harry ran into Hagrid's small, round house (hut). As he
went in, he took a glimpse around.
"I
was wondering, Hagrid, if you had the-" Harry began to say, but
Hagrid just pointed under his bed and said "Of Course,
'Arry."
Harry looked down.
"Two things, Hagrid: One, I was looking for your flobberworm:
Two, Why do you have a nuclear warhead under your bed?"
(A/N) R/R please, flames are still accepted.