Note: WE do not own Harry Potter
Warning: A LOT of forced rhyming so it may not make much sense.
Ron and the bewitched broomstick
Ron was walking really fast
Until he came to a door
He was sure the rain would last
As he stepped into the hall
He ran up stairs to dry himself
And bumped into Hermione
To him she looked much like a shelf
To her he was so lion-y
She opened her mouth but no sound came out
So he stared at her with glee
She closed her lips into a pout
And he walked away quickly
Suddenly out of nowhere came
A broomstick without a handle
It looked at Ron and said his name
And promptly fell on his sandal
Ron was aghast, he yelled out "help"
As Snape appeared from nowhere
He looked up and let out a yelp
As Snape flicked his oily hair
The broom then turned upon dear Snape
Who was anything but scared
And beat him into another shape
Until his nostrils flared
This story has no ending
Nor any plot in between
For Snape will go on bending
While the broomstick beats his spleen.
Endnote: This is our first fic. Watcha think? We do realise it has nothing to do with Ron, but we just couldn't bear to see him be hurt.. We realise it's kinda crap but we hope you got a few "laughs" out of it. Please review OR we will be deeply discouraged and it will be ALL your fault and weigh heavy on your conscience. Just kidding.
