This was an idea I came up with because I spend far too much time looking at my god. She is really old and has allot of warts and I am always having to clean them and stick anticeptique on them and even them she tries to like it of. But you cant tell dogs can you. They are mindfull of their own. My dog is called Mag (short for Margret) andshe is small, but cute, and warty, and you can fit her into a backpack.
So this is my idea
What if Harry had been a dog?
'Woof he thought as he sat up. Hang on something is a bit funny. I have for feet, not two and I have really big ears. Where are my glasses. Hang on I don't nead glasses I can see everything reall good and I can smell every thing. Oh my I am a dog.
'Woof,' he said. Oh deer I must stop saying that. Growll. And that too he thought. Sirius help me. Your a complete dog. You can tell me what to do. Why am I a dog?
Just then a big hand came down and began to stracth him behind his ear. 'ooooo man – that feels real good. Wow. I like that. I think I will stay a dog. This is good.'
As Harry went to sleep that nite he thort being a dog was good.
WOOF!
I love the idea of Harry as a total dog. He would be all saggy and roughly and sleepy a lot.