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plot?)
1 PLATFORM 9 3/4
Harry (to Molly)- Hello, you there? The old lady? Yeah, you, with the load of redheads. Erm…I'm like, lost and I need to take a train to this school so I can learn stuff that are abnormal. And this is a train station, see, so I guess this just has to be it. So tell me, man!
Ron- No one talks like that to my old woman!
Harry- Shut up.
Molly- Ron! You shouldn't talk to strangers. I'm like, old enough to drive, so I can like, talk to people I don't know. (To Harry) You just run through like a butthead into that huge hunk of brick, and if you're lucky, you get inside. But then again, you don't have to worry since I've never gotten a concussion doing that. But be careful so nobody sees you and thinks their eyesight's going ballistic.
One of the redheads- Mom, can I wear lipstick when I grow up?
Molly- Shut up, George. So anyway, there. Do it or else the train's gonna leave in a sec and you'll be left here alone with nothin to shut your growling tummy up. So people … (talks to her kids) I've got a bunch of sandwiches for you to eat in case you really gotta satisfy your abs, okay? Now go so I can go home and do my stinkin chores.
2 HERMIONE TO HARRY THE FIRST TIME THEY MEET ON THE TRAIN
You're Harry Potter? Duh, I can practically tell who you are, seeing that disgusting thing on your head. You can, like, cover it with a band-aid or something, you know. Or better yet, just hide your stinkin face in a paper bag so you can hide your hair as well. Whatever. Name's Hermione Granger, but pronounce the bloody name wrong and you're dead. And eurgh. Don't just sit there like a moron without me knowin who you are! Who are you supposed to be? Mc. Donald with freckles? Ron Weasley? Right. Now I don't have to use my stinkin head to think about your name. Why can't I just write your name across your face like Potterboy here? Lol…Look. You better change into the soo unposh thing they force us to wear. The choo-choos nearing the school so we can learn magic tricks. So just change before whoever's in charge of the nursery yells her little head down on you, okay? And eeew! You've got a booger on your nose! Or is it just dirt? Either way, you are sooo uncool.
3 FIRST TIME DRACO, HARRY AND RON MEET
Draco- You're Harry? Kewl name. I'm stuck with this dumb name called Draco. Can you believe that? Anyway, I'm almost sure, you're Potter. A girl with bushy hair –she is hot!- has been yelling her head off that she knows you. And wow. Big Whoop. You there, with the carrot head? You laughin at my name? You're most likely a Weasley, right? Duh…everyone knows who the Weasleys are. Ketchuppy hair, and robes with holes? Potter, you'll find out in a sec or so that some fams are way cooler than others. You sooo don't wanna end up with the not- in type. I can help you not be such a loser, ya no. I know Britney…and Christina…man, they are sooo sexy!
Harry- I can tell you definitely don't know your gorgeous blondes. I like better types…like, say…Aaron Carter! Man…he is one cute dude!
Draco and Ron- *gasp* Dammit, you're gay!
Harry- Either I am or he is. But in a manner of speaking, yeah, it's me. I'm a tomboyish gay. A gay tomboy? Whatever. Yep, it's definitely me. But erm… *gets red* lets go on, shall we?
Draco- Right.
1 PLATFORM 9 3/4
Harry (to Molly)- Hello, you there? The old lady? Yeah, you, with the load of redheads. Erm…I'm like, lost and I need to take a train to this school so I can learn stuff that are abnormal. And this is a train station, see, so I guess this just has to be it. So tell me, man!
Ron- No one talks like that to my old woman!
Harry- Shut up.
Molly- Ron! You shouldn't talk to strangers. I'm like, old enough to drive, so I can like, talk to people I don't know. (To Harry) You just run through like a butthead into that huge hunk of brick, and if you're lucky, you get inside. But then again, you don't have to worry since I've never gotten a concussion doing that. But be careful so nobody sees you and thinks their eyesight's going ballistic.
One of the redheads- Mom, can I wear lipstick when I grow up?
Molly- Shut up, George. So anyway, there. Do it or else the train's gonna leave in a sec and you'll be left here alone with nothin to shut your growling tummy up. So people … (talks to her kids) I've got a bunch of sandwiches for you to eat in case you really gotta satisfy your abs, okay? Now go so I can go home and do my stinkin chores.
2 HERMIONE TO HARRY THE FIRST TIME THEY MEET ON THE TRAIN
You're Harry Potter? Duh, I can practically tell who you are, seeing that disgusting thing on your head. You can, like, cover it with a band-aid or something, you know. Or better yet, just hide your stinkin face in a paper bag so you can hide your hair as well. Whatever. Name's Hermione Granger, but pronounce the bloody name wrong and you're dead. And eurgh. Don't just sit there like a moron without me knowin who you are! Who are you supposed to be? Mc. Donald with freckles? Ron Weasley? Right. Now I don't have to use my stinkin head to think about your name. Why can't I just write your name across your face like Potterboy here? Lol…Look. You better change into the soo unposh thing they force us to wear. The choo-choos nearing the school so we can learn magic tricks. So just change before whoever's in charge of the nursery yells her little head down on you, okay? And eeew! You've got a booger on your nose! Or is it just dirt? Either way, you are sooo uncool.
3 FIRST TIME DRACO, HARRY AND RON MEET
Draco- You're Harry? Kewl name. I'm stuck with this dumb name called Draco. Can you believe that? Anyway, I'm almost sure, you're Potter. A girl with bushy hair –she is hot!- has been yelling her head off that she knows you. And wow. Big Whoop. You there, with the carrot head? You laughin at my name? You're most likely a Weasley, right? Duh…everyone knows who the Weasleys are. Ketchuppy hair, and robes with holes? Potter, you'll find out in a sec or so that some fams are way cooler than others. You sooo don't wanna end up with the not- in type. I can help you not be such a loser, ya no. I know Britney…and Christina…man, they are sooo sexy!
Harry- I can tell you definitely don't know your gorgeous blondes. I like better types…like, say…Aaron Carter! Man…he is one cute dude!
Draco and Ron- *gasp* Dammit, you're gay!
Harry- Either I am or he is. But in a manner of speaking, yeah, it's me. I'm a tomboyish gay. A gay tomboy? Whatever. Yep, it's definitely me. But erm… *gets red* lets go on, shall we?
Draco- Right.
