Disclaimer: If I owned Harry Potter, why in the sevens hells would I feel the need to be on this site? I'd say, "Screw you bitches, I'm goin' to Hawaii!!! SUCKAS!!!"
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"Bomb away!" The-Evil-Twins-Who-Were-Usually-Inclined-To-Call-Theirselves-Strange-Names-And-Trick-Other-People-Into-Eating-Things-That-Cause-Them-To-Do-Something-Incredibly-Stupid yelled.
Hundreds of dungbombs rained down on the Great Hall near the end of dinner.
"AAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRSSSSGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH!"
"Damn it!"
"Fuck you, Fred!"
"George! You ruined my brand new shirt!"
At the same time Angelina and Alicia, The-Two-Of-The-Totally-Awesome-Girl-Chasers-Of-The-Current-Gryffindor-Quidditch-Team-And-Also-Current-Girlfriends-Of-The-Two-Aforementioned-Prank-Playing-Tricky-Twins, bellowed, "NO SEX FOR A MONTH!"
"DAMN!" Gred and Forge muttered.
"WEASLEYS!" snarled Snape, The-Potions-Master-Dude-Who-Supposedly-Wasn't-Evil-After-All-Even-Though-The-Horrible-Snarky-Git-Served-That-Bastard-Voldemort-And-Wore-The-Official-Robes-Of-Evilness-And-The-Mask-Of-Evil-Maskiness.
"OMG, Draco! Your totally awesome hair is, like, so, like, ruined!" shrieked Pansy, The-Doe-Of-Supreme-Evils-Such-As-Looking-Similar-To-Umbitch-And-Making-HufflePuffs-Cry-While-Attempting-To-Get-Draco-To-Hump-Her- Ridiculously -Ugly-And-Extremely-Pimpled-Ass-Into-Obvilion.
"I know, Pansy. And, like, I'm, like, sssssooooooooo sad. I'm like, going to be, like, depressed!"
"No, like, Draco, like, find your happy place! Like, be happy!"
"I'm ssssssoooo, like, effing, like, sad right now Pansy!"
"WWWWAAAAAHHHH! Like, me too!"
Then, The-Dark-Lord-Who-Got-Totally -Thrashed-By- A-Year-Old-Baby-Who-Had-Bad-Eyesight-And-Probably-Couldn't-Even-See-Him-Anyway-So-That-Just-Goes-To-Show-How-Much-He-Sucked-And-Still-Does-To-This-Very-Second, dropped a muggle nuclear bomb on Hogwarts and everyone died.
Even the ghosts.
Yeah.
Them too.
Scared now?
You should be.
Strange he defeated them with MUGGLE weapons, when he and all his dude death eaters wear man-thongs that say "Purebloods Rule Supreme" but, clearly he doesn't, because his is stuffed with a muggle gym sock. Wow Tommy Boy, you just can't escape your heritage, can you? Jeez.
SUCKA!
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I know, I scare myself too.
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