This is a story written by two friends, Calendia and The Lady Shieldmaiden,
about the adventures of Harry Potter and co.
Disclaimer: We do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters. They are owned by J.K. Rowling and we are borrowing them for a while. Normally we would say the words are our own, but we have come into the realization that they are not. We do not own the words either. We're not sure who does, perhaps Webster. Ah well! Here goes our rather silly tale:
Once upon a time.well, no.it wasn't on a time, it was during a time.okay start over.Once during a time.but then again, if you think about it everything is during a time.so.Once, Harry was sitting thinking thoughtfully while eating peppermints, a delightful Muggle treat. What was he thinking thoughtfully about you may ask? Well.let me tell you.he was thinking thoughtfully about a surprise visit he had had earlier from a strange little house-elf named Doby or Doby.
Doby had said while hitting his head on a chair, "Doby mustn't tell Harry Potter to stop eating peppermints.
And he said again, "But they are bad for Harry Potter's health, they are!!!"
"Bad Doby, very bad Doby"
Harry had asked, "What in the world are you talking about?"
"Ah sir! You mustn't ask poor Doby! Dark deeds will take place concerning peppermints, but Harry Potter, he must not eat."
"Stop Doby, stop!! We mustn't warn Harry Potter."
Harry sat there and watched Doby, who was now running and slamming his body against the wall, and absent-mindedly popped a peppermint into his mouth.
"No Harry Potter!!!" said Doby as he stubbed his toe over and over against the bedpost. "You don't want to get fat do you? Just look at your aunt and uncle. And besides.other evils might befall!!!!"
"Stupid, fat Doby!!! Stop talking. We must leave now!" And with that the Doby, or as it would seem, Dobies, ran and jumped out the window doing a particularly fine belly-flop on the pavement below, and then walked down the street rubbing a bruise on his forehead.
As Harry sat there he now he pondered what to do. On the one hand Doby, crazy though he seemed, thought it would be deadly to eat peppermints. On the other hand he couldn't stop eating them!!! They were as we said before, a delightful treat, very addicting. Harry felt his mind wander and began to wonder what peppermints would taste like if dipped in ranch dressing.wait no.he must keep his mind on task!! Were peppermints really lethal? Or were the Dobies just acting.weird?
Just then his best friend, the redheaded Ron Weasley, was peering in at the window. Harry sat up suddenly, a peppermint falling from his mouth and stared at the face. Seeing whom it was he went to the window and noticed that the car his friend and his friend's brothers, Fred and George, were in was rather levitated.or in other words it was flying.
"You wanna come to my house?" said Ron, grinning.
"Yeah, you betcha! Let's rock! I'll bring the peppermints," replied Harry hoisting an unusually large bag of them into his partially packed trunk. He quickly finished packing (which included sneaking down to the cupboard under the stairs, in which he used to reside, and gathering his things for school), and then he, with the help of George, swung the trunk into the car and they all flew, or drove, or I guess we could say they flove into the night sky.
~Shieldmaiden: Well, that raps it up for now!!! *Calendia: Yup, yup, yup!!!! ~Shieldmaiden: So, we'll write more tomorrow. *Calendia: *singing* Tomorrow, tomorrow.. *~ Both: Its only a daaaayyy aaaaaawaaaayyyy!!!!!!!
Serious note: We wrote this over the phone tonight and are very hyper, so please forgive us. However, if you enjoyed this, or even if you didn't, feel free to review and let us know what you think. Ta-ta!!!!
Disclaimer: We do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters. They are owned by J.K. Rowling and we are borrowing them for a while. Normally we would say the words are our own, but we have come into the realization that they are not. We do not own the words either. We're not sure who does, perhaps Webster. Ah well! Here goes our rather silly tale:
Once upon a time.well, no.it wasn't on a time, it was during a time.okay start over.Once during a time.but then again, if you think about it everything is during a time.so.Once, Harry was sitting thinking thoughtfully while eating peppermints, a delightful Muggle treat. What was he thinking thoughtfully about you may ask? Well.let me tell you.he was thinking thoughtfully about a surprise visit he had had earlier from a strange little house-elf named Doby or Doby.
Doby had said while hitting his head on a chair, "Doby mustn't tell Harry Potter to stop eating peppermints.
And he said again, "But they are bad for Harry Potter's health, they are!!!"
"Bad Doby, very bad Doby"
Harry had asked, "What in the world are you talking about?"
"Ah sir! You mustn't ask poor Doby! Dark deeds will take place concerning peppermints, but Harry Potter, he must not eat."
"Stop Doby, stop!! We mustn't warn Harry Potter."
Harry sat there and watched Doby, who was now running and slamming his body against the wall, and absent-mindedly popped a peppermint into his mouth.
"No Harry Potter!!!" said Doby as he stubbed his toe over and over against the bedpost. "You don't want to get fat do you? Just look at your aunt and uncle. And besides.other evils might befall!!!!"
"Stupid, fat Doby!!! Stop talking. We must leave now!" And with that the Doby, or as it would seem, Dobies, ran and jumped out the window doing a particularly fine belly-flop on the pavement below, and then walked down the street rubbing a bruise on his forehead.
As Harry sat there he now he pondered what to do. On the one hand Doby, crazy though he seemed, thought it would be deadly to eat peppermints. On the other hand he couldn't stop eating them!!! They were as we said before, a delightful treat, very addicting. Harry felt his mind wander and began to wonder what peppermints would taste like if dipped in ranch dressing.wait no.he must keep his mind on task!! Were peppermints really lethal? Or were the Dobies just acting.weird?
Just then his best friend, the redheaded Ron Weasley, was peering in at the window. Harry sat up suddenly, a peppermint falling from his mouth and stared at the face. Seeing whom it was he went to the window and noticed that the car his friend and his friend's brothers, Fred and George, were in was rather levitated.or in other words it was flying.
"You wanna come to my house?" said Ron, grinning.
"Yeah, you betcha! Let's rock! I'll bring the peppermints," replied Harry hoisting an unusually large bag of them into his partially packed trunk. He quickly finished packing (which included sneaking down to the cupboard under the stairs, in which he used to reside, and gathering his things for school), and then he, with the help of George, swung the trunk into the car and they all flew, or drove, or I guess we could say they flove into the night sky.
~Shieldmaiden: Well, that raps it up for now!!! *Calendia: Yup, yup, yup!!!! ~Shieldmaiden: So, we'll write more tomorrow. *Calendia: *singing* Tomorrow, tomorrow.. *~ Both: Its only a daaaayyy aaaaaawaaaayyyy!!!!!!!
Serious note: We wrote this over the phone tonight and are very hyper, so please forgive us. However, if you enjoyed this, or even if you didn't, feel free to review and let us know what you think. Ta-ta!!!!