Harry's Really Bad Day

Chapter One

A Rude Awakening

One day Harry Potter had a really bad day. I'm sure that all of us have had bad days and one day Harry Potter had one too.

Let us begin with his slightly wonked- out dreams. The Quidditch pitch had been dyed bright pink, Harry observed as he circled above the other players. Yipes! The snitch was fast approaching with wings of gold. Wait, snitches do have wings of gold. Harry decided his career did not lie in poetry. While he thought, he suddenly realized that what was hurtling at him at such a speed was in fact not the snitch at all! It was a WALRUS! It landed on Harry's broom with a large thwump. "Yo Harry. I am your father." it growled. "Umm, NO!" said Harry. He was thoroughly weirded out- but then, he often is. "You are like totally not my father! My father was not a walrus." The walrus was crestfallen. "Well, can I at least be your Honorary Uncle?" he inquired. "Gee, I've always wanted an honorary uncle!" Harry exclaimed with glee. "Umm… hello? " for his broom was suddenly devoid of any form of walrus. Instead, there was a small stopwatch in his place. Harry grabbed it. "AAAAAH!" crash. Eeep! He had landed in the middle of the Indian Ocean. "Heeeeeelp!"

He awoke with a large jump and hit his head on the top of his bed. "Growr." he mumbled. It was cheerily thunderstormy sort of Saturday at Hogwarts. Out of the mauve, Ron, his best friend (or so we think) threw a rat at him. Harry said "Holy guacamole Ron! Did you do that? I had THOUGHT that you were my friend! Rat- throwing is like SO not a part of the friendship package!". Well our pal Ron was a bit miffed. He replied, "Well, sorry friend but the simple truth is that I lost my grip on Scabbers (who is my rat) so it wasn't my fault but I really am sorry because you as my best friend certainly do not deserve to have rats thrown at you of all things!" So Harry said "OK, duh I forgive you but that was still a pretty lousy start to my day." Ron, who actually has a secret desire to become a nutrition professional cheerily tried to move on to happier things and said, "Well, maybe we should get some food. Breakfast is a pretty darn important meal, you know." And Harry thought that was a fabulous idea, so that is what they did. First, however, they went to find their other best friend Hermione. Then they went down to breakers as one happy threesome.

Harry and co. went trompily down the stairs to get some much desired food. While they were doing that you wouldn't beleive what happened! Harry tripped over his eternal pal Ron. He got a little bit mad at good ole Ron- again! I mean, what was up with him (Ron) anyway? So he screeched, "Gosh, Ron! What is your problem anyway! I mean, come on! My day is like, totally sucky so far and it's kinda your fault. So then the heroic Ron replied angrily, "Harry, good grief! Stop blaming me for everything! I mean it's not like I did it on purpose you know." So Harry said "Aw, gee. Sorry Ron. I didn't mean it at all."

After this touching friendshippy moment, the three pals finally went to eat their nourishing breakfast, and Harry hoped nothing would happen to him during that time, for breakfast is a time meant strictly for serenity, not adventure! But perhaps you can guess that the longed- for Breakfast Bliss will not quite reach our daring trio! In the mean time, Hermione keenly observed, "This just goes to show you that our friendship is marvelously durable! It can withstand the test of time, rats, stairs, exploding pens, cheese, and even emus!" "Exploding pens? Cheese? Emus!" exclaimed the ever- lovable Harry and Ron. "Sometimes I just think that Hermy's far too smart for us!" said Ron, thus kindly lending us the closing words for this chapter.