"Yes, Mista' Harry."
"And you better turn at least 3 tricks each, or I'll have to beat your sorry asses."
"Yes, Mista' Harry."
"All right, cut the shit. Let's go."
Harry Potter, 28, linked arms with his 4 bitches. Their names were Antoinette, Gigi, Bunny, and Angel. Harry had long ago turned in his wizarding robes, hat, and wand, for a floor length purple coat with fur trim, a matching purple hat with a large feather sticking out of it, and 10 gold chains.
As for Ron, Hermione, and Draco Malfoy, they too had entered the sex business. Hermione was a Madam at a succesful brothel, Ron was the most in demand giggolo, and Draco was pimping Ron.
"Mista' Harry, I ran out of condoms!" Bunny cried out.
"Here you go. Ya' see, I'm good to my bitches. I only slap yo' ass 3 times a day."
"Yes, Mista' Harry, you are a good pimp." they all recited.
The End
Note: You thought I had gone, eh?? I'm back. This one was very, very short, as you can see
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