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.