Disclaimer: I own.. um… not a thing! J
One day,
the Gryffindors were peacefully sitting around chatting pleasantly. Suddenly,
little Ginny Weasley tossed her red hair out of her face, and spoke to Harry
Potter, possibly the most famous person in the wizarding world.
"Ya' know,
Harry, I really don't like you." The little Weasley admitted.
Harry
merely stared at her.
"You know,
she's got a point, Harry." Ron, Ginny's brother said, looking up from his chess
game.
"Huh? What
do you mean?" Harry was clueless.
"Oh Harry,
it really isn't that complicated." Hermione Granger sighed, putting down her
book.
Harry
raised an eyebrow.
Hermione
stood up, and suddenly, a chart appeared in midair. She pulled out her wand,
and pointed to a picture of Harry, that was pasted on the visual aid. "This is
you. You are this." She began. And she flew into a speech containing many long,
hard words, which nobody could comprehend.
"HUH?" The
room said, completely lost.
"What I'm
trying to say, is that Harry is a stupid, selfish, conceited, bigheaded arse!"
Hermione yelled.
"Ooooh…."
Everyone but Harry said in unison.
"Exactly!"
Ginny squeaked.
"W—what? I
thought you guys liked me?" Harry said, bewildered.
"Yeah,
well, you thought wrong." Ron said, standing up. "Now if you'll excuse us, we
are converting to Slytherin." The three skipped out of the room, in happy,
joyful song.
"Huh?"
Harry scratched his head.
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a/n: That was my view of Harry! Flame, please! Or just review…
