Grimmauld Place

Ok a totally random inside joke type of thing that makes absolutely no sense but is still funny anyway. Me and my friend were bored one day and we were both hyper after eating mondo amounts of CHOCOLATE (omg sugar). Anyway I hope you enjoy this and appreciate its nonsense.

Ron: what the hell is this crap?!?

Me: shut up it was my friend's idea!!

Hermione: ugh the nerve! I would never take part in such rash conduct!!

Me: you know what? you two should be making out by now! My story is perfectly logical!

Luna: this would be perfect for the next issue of the Quibbler!

Me: oh yeah… WAIT A SECOND WTF HOW DID YOU GET HERE YOU AREN'T EVEN IN THIS FANFIC!!?! sigh

Anyway, on with the story!!

It was a dark and stormy night. Harry was walking through the woods to Girmmauld Place carrying a huge bag of sugar on his back. When he arrived, he went into the kitchen and saw RON AND HERMIONE MAKING OUT!! He approached them without being noticed, opened the bag of sugar, and dumped it on them. Then he turned around and left. Ron and Hermione continued to make out.

THE END!!

Me: Soooooo what'd ya think?

Friend: What's his motive?

Me: What?!?

Friend: Yeah. Why did he pour the bag of sugar on Ron and Hermione?

Me: Uuuuuuuuuuhhhh cause he felt like it?

Friend: Not good enough.

Me: OK if he didn't pour sugar on Ron and Hermione while they were making out Voldemort would kill them!!!!

Friend: O.o

Me: That good enough for you?