Disclaimer: obviously you all know Harry Potter belongs to the amazing JK Rowling…the idea for the 'magical snapple genie' was taken from the story "Harry Potter & the Evil Chipmunk" by Emerald Earth. You don't need to read her story to understand this one because they are not really related, just both have a magical snapple genie in them LoL, but I suggest you do cause it's fucking hysterical!

At this point, I'm not really sure where I'm going with this story, so it may be short, it may be long…this is the first fanfiction I've actually written out, so I'd really appreciate reviews! I'm not gonna write anymore until I get some! When it takes place isn't really all that specific cause the story is just meant to be a bit wacky, but it does take place some time towards the summer, like the last few days of school. Oh, but of course…you might wanna read it LoL:

It was a hot day. Yes, quite hot. Too hot. Way too hot, even. You might think that one would get thirsty on a day such as this. Well…you'd be right. Harry Potter was sitting in the Gryffindor common room feeling thirsty. And hot.

Pumpkin juice, He thought to himself. Yes…ice cold pumpkin juice. Need some. Need some now. Can't get up…too hot…need get up. Need pumpkin juice…need get up now. But he was fighting a losing battle. As much as he wanted that refreshing pumpkin juice, he could not bring himself to move. Of course, it was at this time that he remembered the mango madness snapple that he had given Ron. No! You can't drink that! That's for Mr. Weasely! You promised him that you'd send him some of that 'odd muggle drink that they learn things from'!

It was true. He had. He couldn't take it back now. But then again…Snapple was pretty cheap…& Ron wouldn't be going home for a couple of days! Yea…Harry could buy another one by then. He gave into temptation. "Accio mango madness snapple!"

A few minutes later, Harry had a cool, refreshing snapple in his hands. OK, well…not so much cool as refreshing, but it had been kept under Ron's bed, which kept it in the shade, so it wasn't hot. Just luke-warm…mmmm. If you didn't pick up on that, it was sarcasm! No wait, sorry…Harry didn't think that! My mistake. Back to the story, then?

"Ahhh…snapple! Oh how I love you!" Harry said to himself, or rather the snapple bottle, in a singsong voice. He opened up the bottle & immediately tipped it into his mouth to drink in the delicious mango flavor, but that was not what entered his mouth. An odd, foul taste filled his mouth & orange smoke came out of his nose. Whatever had come out of that bottle was not liquid! Alarmed, Harry threw the snapple bottle and opened his mouth wide. The bottle smashed against the wall and more orange smoke poured out of Harry's nose and mouth. But that was not all!

A large blob checkered like the snapple bottle's label shot out of Harry's mouth. "Ugh! That's so gross dude! You weren't supposed to swallow me!" Harry sat in awe. He did not move…did not speak. This went on for a few seconds until finally Harry managed to say "Wha-…who…what the hell?"

"Oh, so sorry! I should have introduced myself." Said the checkered blob, which Harry now saw quite resembled the genie from "Aladdin", except for the mango madness checker pattern, of course. "I am the magical snapple genie, and I will grant you 4 wishes!"

"Errrr…" Said Harry, "Isn't it normally 3?"

"Well Mr. Smartypants…tell me this! When was the last time you met a magical snapple genie?"

"Errrr…"

"That's what I thought! So I believe I'll decide what's normal around here!"