There was a beautiful day once when Harry jumped over a whole little lake and said "I have to go home and do some things!" to Hermione, Hagrid, Dumbledore and and Ron who where busy playing grab-bag with eachother so they didnt notice what he was talking about and didnt care because they were a little bored with him anyway. Harry became very sad and decided to go home and do his laundry instead. He was feeling angry over that Hermione, Hagrid, Dumbledore and Ron were so mean to him sometimes and he kicked a can so it flew all around the place and knocked over a teapot so it went into a million pieces all over the floor. He was so mad and thought that the only people that he could like less right now was Malfoy and Snape and Voldemort and the mean fat boy. He picked up his laundry and suddenly felt very happy! He jumped cheeriosly while whistling a little tune towards the laundry room. In the laundry room there were five washing maschines of different sizes. The biggest one was clearly the largest and the little one was even smaller. He chose the one that wasnt broke and put his clothes in. As he watched the clothes roll around and dance in the washing machine he dreamed of better days where there were only happy people, tasty sandwiches and nice animals that you could pet all day long. He wanted to sing but couldnt come up with any melody so he just sat quiet instead. When the washing machine was finished he decided to put all the clothes to dry on a piece of string. But he forgot to bring any so he conjured up a few meters of copper wire out of nowhere with his wand.
-"Good thing a brought this wand with me" he said while looking into the camera. [the camera zooms into his eyes really fast! And then goes back a little bit slower...].
Then he started to put the clothes on the wire and then he accidentally dropped one of the socks into his pants! Such a clumpsy mistake!
-"Bad Harry"! He said to himself. But then another sock by accident fell into his pants. He started to think that this wasnt a mistake at all. Maybe he wanted the socks to be there. And maybe they wanted to be with him? Maybe he deserved to be with someone special who understood him. Maybe it made him feel good. What if it was his destiny?
"I am my own man" He said and punched a sock out of the window and flexed his bicep and tricep at the same time. He had never felt this fierce before.
He laughed with greed and started putting all his clothes into his soon-to-burst pants. Then they EXPLODED and clothes started flying everywhere and Harry felt really really excited and couldnt control his voice so he said a lot of crazy stuff like "waaaarghhllaaghhh" and then he suddenly calmed down after a while. He decided it was good to be alone sometimes and think about stuff that comes up in your mind. Everyone needs to feel love and caring so thats why he went back to Hermione, Hagrid, Dumbledore and and Ron and he forgave them for being so selfish and never understanding him all the time. He knew where to go if he felt sad again. Then he fell asleep and didnt wake up even when there was a huge thunder storm outside that woke up a lot of people at Hogwards.
THE END.