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Harry's Bad Acid Trip
Sarah
: This is the story of a typical day in the life of Harry. First of all he got up and went downstairs to the kitchen. To hissurprise, Harry saw…
Zoe
: … a giant spiny ant-eater. On closer inspection, it turned out to be Madame Maxime with pencils in her ears."Maybe I'm dreaming," thought Harry, and decided to try very hard to wake up. It didn't work. "Great," he muttered. "Life really IS
being this weird."
Sarah
: Harry sighed and drummed his fingers on the table. "I'm not being weird, I really can see a two foot tall frog, and I'm talking to it right now.""Nonsense," said the frog, "I'm not real. You must
be hallucinating."
Zoe
: "Yes, that's probably it," said Trevor the toad. Then he turned purple. It was at this point Harry vowed never to take acid again. Right now though he had to deal with the consequences,which included…
Sarah
: … toast and jam. Dudley swept all the toast into a bag and tiptoed towards the door. No-one noticed becausethey were all too busy…
Zoe
: revising for their Potions exam. Hermione had worked herself into the ground, and was currently in the hospital wing, gibbering something about goat eyeballs. Snape refusedto accept responsibility.
Sarah
: Harry knew it was his fault really."You are responsible Harry, after all you are her father!"
Harry looked confused. "I'm… I'm what?!"
There was a pause. Then Harry fainted.
~The End~
