This is what is known as a madlib. You fill in the blanks and come up with an (almost) original HP fanfic! Please come and try. All are relatively funny. You don't need much, just a mouse and your clicking finger! Even if you have no idea what I'm going o
A/N: Alrighty then. Playing with computer
programs can be frustrating at times. After looking at someone else's "madlibs"
using forms, I decided to do the same. So here it is.
One fine day in the Gryffindor common room...
Harry: Hey, where's my
?
Ron: I dunno. Maybe
has got it.
Harry: I really doubt that.
Ron: You never know. Remember that time
when
had your
?
Harry: Yeah. That was the most
of my life.
Ron: Oh dear. I seem to have my
stuck
, and I can't get it unstuck.
Harry: Here, let me help you with that.
(Yanks hard on offending
. They both end up
)
Hermione: (Jumps up) Hey, watch it, you
two! You nearly
!
Harry: Oh, sorry, Hermione. We didn't notice,
um...
Hermione: How could you not notice
, you
?
Ron: Erm...I dunno. (Scratches
furiously, then pulls several
out of pockets and offers them to Harry and Hermione.) You want one?
Harry:
Ron:
Hermione: Are you sure they're
?
Ron: Don't worry. Everything will be just
fine.
Harry: Uh oh. I think I see my missing
. It's
.
Ron: What is it doing there?
Hermione: It looks like-yes, it's
!
Harry: Okay. Maybe we should all go to
Hogsmeade and get some
?
is the flavour of the week.
Hermione: Yes. That's a really good idea.
Ron: Well, what are we waiting for?
A/N: Okay. I know that had no plot. But
it was funny, wasn't it? Please tell me. My email is twelveeyes@hotmail.com
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