One day Harry was walking back from lunch, and he didn't feel so good.

"Ooooooo, my stomach hurts. That bean casserole isn't sitting to good." So he dashed off to the bathroom.

When he got there, he ran into a stall, pulled down his boxers, and sat down on the toilet and gave an al-mighty push.

PLOP!!! A piece of shit the size of a bowling ball came out of his ass.

"Woah!" He said

It stank to fucking hell in there.

Just then the door opened. It was Snape. Harry could hear him sniffing the air.

"Jesus H Christ!! What the fuck happened?! Did someone lay a fucking death-bomb?! Who the fuck took that shit?! Who the fuck did it?!"

Harry was too scared and embarassed to say anything. Just then the door to his stall swung open.

"POTTER!! I KNEW IT WAS YOU!! I KNEW YOU TOOK SHIT YOU CAN SMELL FROM MOSCOW!! PULL UP YOUR FUCKING SHORTS AND GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE!!"

"But sir-"

"OUT, POTTER!!"

Harry pulled up his smiley-face boxers and walked out, Snapes eyes on him. After he had closed the door, he could hear Snape talking to himself.

"Christ, that fucking kid is going to kill us all someday."

THE END

Authors Note: Vulgar wasn't it? Obscene wasn't it? Hell, it could be worse. I could have written about Crabbe and Goyle raping Malfoy up the ass. Hmmmmm not a bad idea.........