Disclaimer: I do not own any of J.K. Rowling's creations.
Author's Note: I was pretty hyper when I was writing this… *evil smirk* heh heh heh…
Once upon a time, Harry Potter was at the Dursley's house while he was writing a letter to Ron.
Dear Ron,
I am so bored. Let's play truth or dare!
Harry
Then Harry sent Hedwig out to Ron's house.
When Hedwig got there, she ran into a window and died because it had too much Windex on it. Ron heard the thud against the window and came running like a cheetah. "Hedwig!" He cried. "Oh no!" He went outside and picked Hedwig up. When he saw the letter, he shrugged and dropped the owl to take the letter inside.
Inside the house, Ron wrote another letter back to Harry with Pig. It said:
Dear Harry,
Okay, I dare you to grow a mullet!
Ron
Two months later, Harry got the letter from Ron. He read it and laughed. "Okay, Ron! A mullet you want? A mullet I will grow!"
So Harry grew a mullet and went to Hogwarts for the next school year. Ron and Hermione saw him and while Ron cracked up, Hermione fainted. They rushed her off to Madam Hooch's office. Oh wait, it was Madam Pomfrey. So Madam Pomfrey just shook her head and laughed at 'Mione. "What a dork," she said.
Then, during potions class with Professor Snape, Draco Malfoy flicked acid at Harry's mullet. But Harry had charmed his mullet so that it deflected the acid ball. Snape came over to where he sat and shook his head. "Eighty-seven and one-quarter points off of Gryffindor for illegal use of mullet," he snarled.
Later that night, when everyone was asleep, Crookshanks came into the room. Then he saw the most horrible sight: Voldemort stood over Harry combing his mullet. Crookshanks yowled and fell over dead at the mere sight of Harry's neatly combed mullet. When Voldemort saw the cat on the floor he kicked it across the room. "Stupid cat!" he yelled. His yell woke up everyone in the room.
"Hey!" Ron cried. "What are you doing to Harry's mullet?"
"Nothing," said the Dark Lord. Then he screamed in fright at the sight of Neville with his own mullet. "NO!" he cried. "NOW THERE'S TWO MULLETS! I CAN'T COMB TWO MULLETS AT THE SAME TIME!" He slapped Neville on his head and made the kid fall face first on the floor.
"Poor Neville," Dean Thomas mumbled. "Voldemort could have just charmed another comb…"
"Wait," Voldemort said. "I thought you guys couldn't say my name!"
"We can now!" screamed Ron. He chucked a rubber chicken at Voldemort's shoulder and it bounced onto Harry's mullet. Harry's mullet just deflected it back at Voldemort. Voldemort screamed and flapped his arms to try and fly away. Instead, he only jumped out a window and fell into the lake with a plunk. *plunk*
And Harry and his mullet (named Petey) lived happily ever after. Or so they thought…
DUN DUN DUNNNNN…
Author's Note: Will Voldemort return for a second chance at Harry and his seemingly invincible mullet? Will Harry's mullet be ready to deflect anything when Harry's life is in danger?
Tune in next chapter to see what happens!
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