Author's Note:

This is going to be terrible yet funny. I have a story that I care about for Harry Potter if you're looking for something with plot. If not, this is good for you! I'll try to be as funy as possible because that's all it is. Sexual inuendos, crazy antics, it should be a hoot! Read on!

I don't own Charlie Bone or Harry Potter

Chapter 1

Charlie Bone sighed as he stared out the window of his dorm room at Bloors Academy. He was quickly joined by Gabriel Silk, Billy Raven (a/n he's good in this), and Fidelio Gunn who in turn sighed loudly. Soon, the entire room was waiting at the window, sighing.

"Could this place get a little more BORING?" cried Charlie.

"Hell no!" "It's terrible!" "Someone kill me now, damn it!!" cried the various boys that Charlie slept in the room with each week.

"This basically sucks. Doesn't anyone have ANYTHING to do?" Billy Raven was usually used to being bored but now that there were people around since the new school year just started yesterday, he was going out of his mind.

"We could play spin the bottle..." everyone turned and stared at Gabriel.

"Um, one problem, Gabe. We don't got no GIRLS!!" another boy named Spencer yelled.

"Oh, uh, yeah, of course. Because we totally need girls to play a kissing game. 'Cause, you know, only gay guys kiss eachother..."

"Riiigght. You're weird."

"Wait!" yelled Charlie, Gabriel perked up. "A car is pulling up!" Gabriel sulked again. At Charlie's remark all the guys turned their attention back to the wondow, transfixed upon it.

"Who's that guy getting out?"

"And what's on his forehead?"

"Is he cute?" Everyone stared at Gabriel again. "Just curious, Olivia would want to know..."

"Yeah, I guess he is...Make sure you let her know."

Gabriel got up and joined them at the window. "Yep, I'll tell her."

"Shh! I can't watch with you talking!" Billy yelled.

The strange boy with the thing on his forehead was greeted at the door by Dr. Bloor who looked like he just wanted to leave. Down at the front doors, Dr Bloor was talking to the boy.

"Just who are you? And what's that on your forehead?"

"That's a scar. You wanna make something of it?" The boy smiled mischieviously at Dr. Bloor who now looked like he'd been slapped in the face,

"Well," he said threateningly, "Just who do you think you are? Speaking to me like that!" his face got red.

"Harry Potter's what they call me." he smiled again, wondering how far he could push the red-faced man.

"Well, 'Harry Potter', do you have a reason as to why you're standing at the door of my academy?"

"I'm new. Just moved in this weekend in town and I heard this was the school for weird kids so I figured I'd fit right in."

Dr. Bloor looked shocked that Harry thought he could just walts up and enroll in the most prestigious school around but he decided to give him the benefit of the doubt due to his pure ballsiness.

"Fine then, follow me and I'll explain the rules and regulations to you."

They continued walking through the school while Dr. Bloor gave him the info. They had an argument over what group he would be in (drama, art, or music), Harry wanted to be in drama but Dr. Bloor knew there was an open bed in a music dorm and was too tired to find him a more suitable location, therefore, music it was.

Meanwhile, back up in Charlie's dorm, the boys had been trying to sneak some girls up, unsuccessfully, in order to play spin the bottle, Gabriel seemed very unenthusiastic throughout the whole affair.

Author's Note:

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