Author's Notes: Would you believe it? I live! Before I get thousands of
reviews of hate mail, let me explain. You see, my parents got me a new
computer, but we didn't like it, so we took it back. We then used our very
first computer. But it didn't have Microsoft Word, so I couldn't post
anything. But then we got a new computer and life is fabber than fab.
Whenever I'm in choir and sing this (And not thinking about how I want to hurt people), I always imagine this scene. It's quite odd.
Disclaimer: If I owned it, would I be putting off a Civil War project? No! I'd pay someone to do it!
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It was a wonderful day. Graduation day. Now, please, for the sake of overall happiness, blissfully forget about Voldemort. Pishaw! Him in a story? Not likely. He adds a sad terror, which no good story has.
Also, since this is a great story, let's close our eyes and pretend that Cho is in Harry's year. Or maybe she's a stalker. It doesn't matter. The imagination is your lunch box.
Like, let's get on with the cheerfulness.
It was a sunny day. So sunny, the sun was smiling. The oak doors were pushed open, revealing four glowing students. Well, they weren't radioactive freaks, but they were smiling so much! Now, since this is the greatest fic ever, it has to have certain things!
Like a song!
Ron put his arm around Hermione, lovingly (Since he is oh-so-mature and very cute!), and began to sing in a way only Ron could pull off, "We go together like rama lama lama ka dinga da."
Hermione grinned back at him, "Remembered forever as shoobop sha wadda wadda yippity boom de boom!"
Ginny (who was engaged to the very fab Harry Potter), saw Cho Chang and felt mad. So she glared and pulled a mallet out of her back pocket and started beating Cho with it, "Chang chang changitty chang shoo bop."
Harry looked over at his fiancee and smiled, "That's the way it should be, wahoo, yeah!"
But then the author came to her senses and disposed of the evil plot bunny. She then pressed rewind and watched the characters run backwards into the castle.
Ron pushed open the doors, "I'm in the mood for a drink. Who's willing to go?"
Hermione pushed passed him, "We just graduated and that's all your worried about?"
"Yep." Ron replied.
"Okay." And they frolicked away.
Harry pushed the door open, looking extremely sad. He, too, began singing, "Oh," He drawled out, leaving people wondering if he ever needed to breath, "I liked her."
"So did I." Ginny replied after him. Harry shrugged.
"Why must every Granger get the Ron?" Harry sang again, sitting down in the grass.
"She's just a pawn. It won't last till dawn."
The author then decided her muse was gone.
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Author's Notes: Too much drama. Literally. The last song is taken from Once Upon a Mattress. It's stuck in my head. This was so not supposed to turn out like this. I pity anyone who reads this. If it wasn't for the fact I want you people to know I still am writing, as explained in the first authors notes. Yeah...um...flame me. I deserve it. I promise I'll write something better tomorrow. And maybe even a new chapter to The Diary of Hermione Granger if I feel like it. Who knows. First I need sleep.
Whenever I'm in choir and sing this (And not thinking about how I want to hurt people), I always imagine this scene. It's quite odd.
Disclaimer: If I owned it, would I be putting off a Civil War project? No! I'd pay someone to do it!
~*~
It was a wonderful day. Graduation day. Now, please, for the sake of overall happiness, blissfully forget about Voldemort. Pishaw! Him in a story? Not likely. He adds a sad terror, which no good story has.
Also, since this is a great story, let's close our eyes and pretend that Cho is in Harry's year. Or maybe she's a stalker. It doesn't matter. The imagination is your lunch box.
Like, let's get on with the cheerfulness.
It was a sunny day. So sunny, the sun was smiling. The oak doors were pushed open, revealing four glowing students. Well, they weren't radioactive freaks, but they were smiling so much! Now, since this is the greatest fic ever, it has to have certain things!
Like a song!
Ron put his arm around Hermione, lovingly (Since he is oh-so-mature and very cute!), and began to sing in a way only Ron could pull off, "We go together like rama lama lama ka dinga da."
Hermione grinned back at him, "Remembered forever as shoobop sha wadda wadda yippity boom de boom!"
Ginny (who was engaged to the very fab Harry Potter), saw Cho Chang and felt mad. So she glared and pulled a mallet out of her back pocket and started beating Cho with it, "Chang chang changitty chang shoo bop."
Harry looked over at his fiancee and smiled, "That's the way it should be, wahoo, yeah!"
But then the author came to her senses and disposed of the evil plot bunny. She then pressed rewind and watched the characters run backwards into the castle.
Ron pushed open the doors, "I'm in the mood for a drink. Who's willing to go?"
Hermione pushed passed him, "We just graduated and that's all your worried about?"
"Yep." Ron replied.
"Okay." And they frolicked away.
Harry pushed the door open, looking extremely sad. He, too, began singing, "Oh," He drawled out, leaving people wondering if he ever needed to breath, "I liked her."
"So did I." Ginny replied after him. Harry shrugged.
"Why must every Granger get the Ron?" Harry sang again, sitting down in the grass.
"She's just a pawn. It won't last till dawn."
The author then decided her muse was gone.
~*~
Author's Notes: Too much drama. Literally. The last song is taken from Once Upon a Mattress. It's stuck in my head. This was so not supposed to turn out like this. I pity anyone who reads this. If it wasn't for the fact I want you people to know I still am writing, as explained in the first authors notes. Yeah...um...flame me. I deserve it. I promise I'll write something better tomorrow. And maybe even a new chapter to The Diary of Hermione Granger if I feel like it. Who knows. First I need sleep.