Aly: We claim no ownership of the following:
Margot Jolacey, the Harry Potter series, A Very Potter Musical, or Naruto!
Margot: ENJOY THE STORY!
The forest was dark and silent except for the eerie chanting of hooded figures in dark robes. Candles were strewn about in in a strange pattern and various lines were drawn on the ground.
Foreign symbols were drawn on the ground and the smell of burning incense wafted through the air
In the center of it all stood a lone bald figure, chanting in a strange language. From his robe, he drew a long stick and dragged it across his wrist, allowing blood to splatter against the ground. All step back as a dark vortex opens and watch in anticipation.
After a short while, nothing had happened. The robed figures began to murmur. "SILENCE!" the bald figure shouted.
"Draco," The figure spoke. A young figure steps forward.
"Yes, Lord Voldemort?"
"Go through the portal. When you get back, be ready to report to me what's on the other side."
"Yes, Master." Trembling, the young figure steps through the portal.
Aly: Very nice! High five!
Sean: And you call me a five-year-old. I have the maturity of a seventeen-year-old, but I act like a five-year-old.