Harry was in the entrance hall when he heard someone say, "Hey
Potter!" So he turned around and it was... dun dun dun... MALFOY!
(Big suprise.)
So Malfoy's about to challenge him to another duel when all of the
sudden penguins come flying through the window! ("Ah!" you might
say, "but penguins CAN'T FLY!" I have news for you - THEY FLY IN
THIS STORY!!!!!!!!!!!)
So anyway, the penguins go up to Harry and saaaaay, "You must
help us! Antarctica is about to be invaded by dragons, and you know
what dragons do, dontcha? THEY BREATHE FIRE!!! If they breathe
fire, all our beloved snow and ice will melt - and our houses will melt
too!" (They live in igloos, okay?) "Will you help us?" And Harry said...
"Of...of course...but, you see, I'm just one person...."
"You faced against dragons in the Triwizard Tournament! Of
course you can face OUR dragons!"
"How do you know about the Triwizard Tournament?!"
The penguins held up a rather battered copy of the Daily Prophet.
"YOU get the PAPER?!" Harry cried, amazed.
The penguins looked irritated. "That's NOT the point, son. The point is I
am your father. Harry replied "No, you cant be, James Potter is my
father"
"Not your FATHER father, silly," the penguin responded, its eyes
alight with a kind of excitement that Harry wasn't aware penguins could
HAVE. "But your FATHER."
"I don't understand," replied Harry wistfully.
"You will, soon," the penguin prophesied. Harry could only
wonder what that meant.
Draco all of of the sudden started dancing the macerana. Harry walked
over to him and conjured two whipped cream sprayer things, stuck them
up Dracos nostrils and said "singus Mmm bop." Draco started singing
mmm bop (song by hanson) while dancing the macerana with whipped
cream up his nose proving... Whip cream and MmmBop don't go
together, Draco tripped over himself and the whip cream started
spraying all over the penguins. Harry countered the curse and helped the
penguins control the whip cream then all of the sudden Voldemorte
appeared from nowhere dressed in overalls and a bright pink cloak. In
the confusion of whip cream and the sudden appearance of Lord
Voldemort, Harry accidentally did a spell he didn't even know how to
do and turned one of the penguins into GIGANTIC KARATE
PENGUIN. Voldemorte did the Avada Kedavra curse on the penguin
who fell on Lord Voldemort and killed him. Since the only talking
penguin was dead all the others turned back into humans who were none
other than the original Marauderers. Padfoot explained that all along
they were under a spell of the now dead penguin who was really Salazar
Slytherin and the other Sirius Black, Peter Pettigrew, Remus Lupin,
James Potter and Lily Potter were all imposter clowns... literally clowns
who wanted to entertain and have a second chance at life. Harrys father
was now back and explained that the scar was only a joke played on the
real Potters to get them to abandon Harry but they didn't and after the
spell was casted an extremely young Lord Voldemort appeared and
attempted the Avada Kedavra curse but the bumbling idiot said abra
kadabra (a curse to send the them back in time 1000 years) to Salazar
Slytherin who turned them all into penguins before they could do
anything. He went into the future 1016 years and turned himself
animagus (by chance a penguin) when he forced them all to go to
Hogwarts and lure Harry to the north pole and leave him there. (Lupin,
Black, and Pettigrew were with them when they were attacked by
Voldemorte). The reason Harry's scar hurt all the time was because the
permanent paint hurt whenever he hallucinated. So they lived happily
ever after... or did they?
Disclaimer: I dont own diddley squat except the plot... it rhimes
I thank all the authors: Steptacular (who started this story) The other
Kate (who is really cool on the MB's), Vanessa (the potters daughter
selfish spoiled j/k) and Liz.
Ps. To whome it may concern I made the last half of this story. I will be
making an alternative ending made entirely of the entrys that people put
on th MB @ http://members2.boardhost.com/hprealm5/
My last note: Expect the unexpected when lots of people make a story.
Potter!" So he turned around and it was... dun dun dun... MALFOY!
(Big suprise.)
So Malfoy's about to challenge him to another duel when all of the
sudden penguins come flying through the window! ("Ah!" you might
say, "but penguins CAN'T FLY!" I have news for you - THEY FLY IN
THIS STORY!!!!!!!!!!!)
So anyway, the penguins go up to Harry and saaaaay, "You must
help us! Antarctica is about to be invaded by dragons, and you know
what dragons do, dontcha? THEY BREATHE FIRE!!! If they breathe
fire, all our beloved snow and ice will melt - and our houses will melt
too!" (They live in igloos, okay?) "Will you help us?" And Harry said...
"Of...of course...but, you see, I'm just one person...."
"You faced against dragons in the Triwizard Tournament! Of
course you can face OUR dragons!"
"How do you know about the Triwizard Tournament?!"
The penguins held up a rather battered copy of the Daily Prophet.
"YOU get the PAPER?!" Harry cried, amazed.
The penguins looked irritated. "That's NOT the point, son. The point is I
am your father. Harry replied "No, you cant be, James Potter is my
father"
"Not your FATHER father, silly," the penguin responded, its eyes
alight with a kind of excitement that Harry wasn't aware penguins could
HAVE. "But your FATHER."
"I don't understand," replied Harry wistfully.
"You will, soon," the penguin prophesied. Harry could only
wonder what that meant.
Draco all of of the sudden started dancing the macerana. Harry walked
over to him and conjured two whipped cream sprayer things, stuck them
up Dracos nostrils and said "singus Mmm bop." Draco started singing
mmm bop (song by hanson) while dancing the macerana with whipped
cream up his nose proving... Whip cream and MmmBop don't go
together, Draco tripped over himself and the whip cream started
spraying all over the penguins. Harry countered the curse and helped the
penguins control the whip cream then all of the sudden Voldemorte
appeared from nowhere dressed in overalls and a bright pink cloak. In
the confusion of whip cream and the sudden appearance of Lord
Voldemort, Harry accidentally did a spell he didn't even know how to
do and turned one of the penguins into GIGANTIC KARATE
PENGUIN. Voldemorte did the Avada Kedavra curse on the penguin
who fell on Lord Voldemort and killed him. Since the only talking
penguin was dead all the others turned back into humans who were none
other than the original Marauderers. Padfoot explained that all along
they were under a spell of the now dead penguin who was really Salazar
Slytherin and the other Sirius Black, Peter Pettigrew, Remus Lupin,
James Potter and Lily Potter were all imposter clowns... literally clowns
who wanted to entertain and have a second chance at life. Harrys father
was now back and explained that the scar was only a joke played on the
real Potters to get them to abandon Harry but they didn't and after the
spell was casted an extremely young Lord Voldemort appeared and
attempted the Avada Kedavra curse but the bumbling idiot said abra
kadabra (a curse to send the them back in time 1000 years) to Salazar
Slytherin who turned them all into penguins before they could do
anything. He went into the future 1016 years and turned himself
animagus (by chance a penguin) when he forced them all to go to
Hogwarts and lure Harry to the north pole and leave him there. (Lupin,
Black, and Pettigrew were with them when they were attacked by
Voldemorte). The reason Harry's scar hurt all the time was because the
permanent paint hurt whenever he hallucinated. So they lived happily
ever after... or did they?
Disclaimer: I dont own diddley squat except the plot... it rhimes
I thank all the authors: Steptacular (who started this story) The other
Kate (who is really cool on the MB's), Vanessa (the potters daughter
selfish spoiled j/k) and Liz.
Ps. To whome it may concern I made the last half of this story. I will be
making an alternative ending made entirely of the entrys that people put
on th MB @ http://members2.boardhost.com/hprealm5/
My last note: Expect the unexpected when lots of people make a story.