A/N: Okay, this is just another crazy story, in which, shall we say, more crazy things happen (this follows in the tradition of my short stories, but doesn't involve so much death.) And onwards we go!
Good Lord Voldemort
Sometime after Harry supposedly kills off Voldemort, the three return to their usual, innocent lives.
HP: Come on, Ron, Hermione, I'll race you to Zonko's!
HG: Not again!
RW: Why not?
HP: 3, 2, 1, Go!
(They race up the hill to Zonko's)
RW: Ha ha! Hemion, you lose!
HG: You mean you lost.
RW: Huh?
HP: That isn't Zonko's, that the Shrieking Shack!
RW: Awwww. (stumps over to Zonko's)
HP: Now, let's go in.
HG: Gee. Who would've thought of that?
RW: Mee!!!(They charge into Zonko's which has suddenly turned very dark and mysterious)
HG: I have a bad feeling about this....
HP: Shut up, Hermione. Concentrate on now, not other things.
HG: But there really IS something wrong! Be careful, Harry. Elusive, just out of reach...
HP: Arrgh! Do I tell you how to do your homework? Just be quiet! I want to look at all this great stuff. (Picks up a stink bomb.) Ooh. Look at this. Three different smells to choose from.
RW: And 5 different sizes, too!
HG: You two are hopeless! I'm leaving! (Stomps out)
RW: (Running after her) Don't go, Hermione! We need you hel-(stops when he sees a familiar figure with a black cloak on)
HP: (Wanders out after Ron) What's going on? Whay are you so- Voldemort? What are you doing here?
VM: Oh, just popped in after a little side trip to Hell.
HG: I thought you were dead?
VM: Well you though WRONG!!! MWAHAHAHAHA!!!
HG: No! I can't be wrong! Noooo! (fall on the floor in a writhing mass, tearing her hair out and scratching at her eyes)
VM: (surprised) That was quite easy, really.
HG: (jumping up) I'm not quite dead, not yeat! Oh no, not by far! (whips out wand)
VM: Hey, hey, don't point that thing at me!
HP: Why not? (pulls out his wand)
VM: What's the matter? Why are you doing this? It's just me...
RW; You're as good a reason as any! (takes out his wand)
VM: But I came here on business reasons! I never wanted to harm you...but now that I think of it maybe I will.
HG: Don't you try anything-or I'll fill your crown jewels with lead-no, chillies!
VM: Oh yeah?
HG, HP& RW: YEAH!!!!
VM: Uh, okay. I think I might just be going now...
RW: We're not letting you get away this time!
VM: Please! Not now! I have Deatheaters to annoy!
HP: (thinks for a bit) Ah. An honourable cause. We shall let you go for now.
VM: You will?
RW&HG: We will?
HP: Yes. Good Voldemort here has proven himself worthy of sparing. We will go and threaten other evil beings for now.
HG: Speaking of which, do you know any?
VM: Let me see...Ah, yea. Salazar Slytherin and Volmedort are two of many. Can I get back to you with a full list?
RW: I suppose so...
VM: All right then, I'll be off.
HP: Bye!
HG: Catch you later!
RW: Fare thee well!
VM: Bye!
RW: (muttering) Or NOT so well.
A/N: Phew! This is hard work typing out on this stupid keyboard. I like my other computer better. (Don't worry, every few fics I shall be complaining about my lack of it.) Now, I have 3 more of these to be typed out at a later date-due to my laziness and my need to read Dracaena Draco, amongst other things. But never fear! I shall be back.
Now be good little fanfic readers and review, for my sake and for yours. For if you don't, the big, green, slimy thing also known as the gunk in my fishpond will come and get you. ;-)