Harry potter and the power outage
"No one panic! It is a simple power outage! Those who are stuck in the dormitories will be let out as soon as we discover what the problem is!" Dumbledore's voice could be heard saying all threw out the school.
Meanwhile in the Gryffindor dormitories…
"Oww! Ron, that was my foot!" Hermione yelled in pain.
"Sorry Hermione," Ron said insincerely.
"Stop fighting you two!" Harry commanded.
"Sorry!"
"Now where's my wa…AHHH!"
"Now Harry, wa…ahhh is not a word," Hermione said knowingly.
"You dimwit, he's not trying to say something! Something's wrong!" Ron said rudely, "what is it Harry?"
"I think the dark lord is jumping on my bed…"
"Now why would you think that?" Asked Hermione
"Because I can see his red eyes going up and down right over my bed. Plus, I recognize his voice from the countless times that I Harry Potter defeated him. Would you like me to name them off? Well when I was like a child, when…"
"Will you shut your bloody mouth? We don't want to here that again!" Ron commanded.
"Wait is he still there?" Hermione asked.
"Yea, He's making funny noises. Like a school girl."
"Any luck finding your wand, Harry"
"Of coarse not you flirty little git! He's been too busy bragging!"
"You did not see me!" a voice commanded from the dark, "You did not se me jumping on the bed and making noses like a gitty little school girl!"
"It is the dark lord!" They all screamed.
"I hate it when people call me that!" breaks down in sobs "they make me feel so…so evil!" completely breaks down
"No offence Mr. uhh… Lord but you kinda are evil" Ron said, stating the obvious.
"Please call me Tom" Said the dark lord. Er… I mean tom.twitch, twitch.
"Okay Tom, what are you doing jumping on Harry's bed in the middle of a power outage?" Hermione inquired.
"I don't know… It made me feel pretty!" the dark lord said with glee.
"But shouldn't you be trying to kill me now?" asked Harry
"Technically yes, but the author won't write it in," he said with a wink.
(Sorry about that. Here we go!)
"Now back to where we should be before the jumping on the bed like a giddy school girl, it's time to die Mr. Potter!"
"Oh no, please don't do that," Harry said unenthusiastically.
"Are you mocking me boy?"
"No, it's just that we've been through this so many times that it's getting old."
"Oh, well this time I am going to kill you to take away the monotony of things"
"And what if I kill you first?"
"Then the monotony would be taken away too so either way the audience wins. Unless of coarse a member of the audience is completely in love with me."
"And why would someone be in love with a dark lord? I mean Tom."
"Because I am beautiful!"
"Right…"
"I'll kill you for that boy!"
(This is where lord Voldemorte… I mean tom… grabs his wand and repeatedly stabs Harry on his knee, therefore causing him to have a broken kneecap and ending him up in St. Mungo's.) The end