"POTTER! Will you pay attention?!" snarled snape.
Harry looked up at him, and squinted. "You are an absolute moron!" he went on. "And what are you drawing?!" he snatched away Harry's parchment and stared at the drawing of our favorite noodle.
"Boy-" what happened next spared him the trouble of asking.
"DARTH VADER AND AN OLD WOMAN BAKING A CAKE! Did you leave the kettle on, talking pickle?
"What?" said snape, taken aback.
It was mayhem. Harry picked up Ron and threw him out the window, and he died instantly. He then started doing a kind of Irish quickstep and kept yelling, "Papayas are dancing in the ramen! Where's my grand pappy's history notes!?"
"Potter, I command you to stop that!" bellowed snape. Harry didn't listen. "STOP THAT! CUT IT OUT!"
"The walrus has been orphaned by walnuts! I must worship the ground or the goat cheese will seek PENCIL DOMINATION!" here he finally stopped dancing enough to chew on Draco's robes and stomp on Trevor.
"Stop that! Quit chewing on my ro-" Draco didn't have time to finish before Snape put harry in a burlap sack.
"Go let him out in the forbidden forest." Snape told Hermoine, tossing her the burlap squirmy sack.
"sir, what if he gets lost?"
"he'll be fine," he said, smirking slightly. Then his eyes crossed, then he started doing the can-can. "MAYBEH HE'LL FIND HIM SOME MOOSE CHEESE! CONQUEST! BURGERS!"
END.