Ok this is random! I wrote in study hall, I was bored! go read Damron Girl's stories! they are good, we wrote one together
I dont own harry potter blah blah blah! I do own this plot!
Enjoy!
(Actually talking out loud as if on TV) Today is not a normal day. Today is Saturday, the first Quidditch game of the year. Everyone, except me, is excited. Why am I not excited? (Whisper) I am not the best Quidditch player, so don't tell anyone. I mean, don't get me wrong, I love playing and watching the game, especially rubbing Potter's nose in our win. Not to mention the ladies really dig me when we win.
So, why am I so ashamed? Well I can't be perfect all the time. Let's face it, you've seen me play, I suck, right?
Not only am I not excited, I am also nervous. Today we are playing Gryffindor and we just have to beat them so I can rub potter's nose in our win!
'Hello, now goodbye, stupid first years!'
Anyway, getting back to my problems. Where was I? . . . Oh, yes, right!
Well anyways, I have to get ready to wipe that grin off of Potty's face. (Starts to turn away)
Oh, before I go, I need to let you know that if I win and Gryffindor loses then it is a lose-win situation, you know? Because, we win, but no girl (Hermy).
So. . . (Glances at watch) . . . oh shit I gotta go! 'Game's about to start and I am still not dressed!
(Running down the hall corridor.)
'Move out of my FUCKING way! MOVE! Stupid fucked up First years!'
'Whatever, sixth years, geesh!' (Some little 1st year)
10 minutes later
(Draco comes wheezing up the stairs into the entrance, stumbles)
Ok, so, I am not in the best shape either, I've been drinking too much Fire whiskey. It's weighing me down . . . (bursts into laughter) . . . who am I joking? Fire whiskey is the BEST! (Glances at watch again) Shit . . . I'm . . . Late . . . oh fuck what do I care, they can't start the match without me . . . Whew, I need a breather . . . I need to start working out again, my muscles are sagging. Shit, I shouldn't have said that, can you edit that out?
20 minutes later
'Draco, where the fuck have you been?' (Team mate)
'Um, does it matter? I am here aren't I? FUCK OFF !'
'Who cares, just hurry up!'
'Slytherin Team, are you almost ready?' (Madam Hooch)
'Yeah'
5 minutes later
(Draco and his team mates make it out onto the pitch. Madam Hooch's speech goes here: )
(Inside his head) And we are off; I am going to crush Potter! Muwhahahahahahahaha!
(Out loud) 'I'm going to crush you Potter! Muwhahahahahahahahahaha!'
Doink (sound affect)
'Oww! What was that for?'
'Sorry, you were so annoying and I thought that by hitting that big head of yours with the Quaffle, you might shut up, but I was wrong. However, it was fun and hilarious; I just might do it again!'
'Oh! Ha-freaking-Ha! You think that was funny. Just wait 'til I catch the snitch and break Potter's nose!'
. . . . . Silence . . . . .
(Announcer) '. . . . And Harry Potter just caught the snitch! 160 points Gryffindor and zero Slytherin! Wow, what a game! Time for lunch!'
'F!'
We interrupt this curse word for a brief time:
1, 2, 3, 4 tell me that you love me more. Sleepless long nights that is what my youth was for. Oh, Teenage hopes arrive at your door. Left you with nothing but they want so much more . . .
Why did you go and bleep me out? After all this is about me!?!
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