A/N: Hello all! I'm back for the sequel to The Fic That Has No Name. I have decided to skip Chamber of Secrets and go right to Prisoner of Azkaban. Why? Because after my cousin and I saw the movie we had way to much material to make fun of. Just enough to write a parody. If a chapter has spoilers I will give a warning for those who haven't seen the movie. A lot of the ideas came from eating to much popcorn and ICEE's in two and a half hours. But that is why I must give some credit to my cousin, she is the comic genius of her time. So this is dedicated to her, and now after my rambles I present to ye, The Fic That Has No Name: Return of the Fic.

Rating: PG-13

Harry Potter sat on his bed, in his Spongebob Squarepants footie pajamas, while eating a big grab bag of Sun Chips. He was watching MTV's widely popular show, "Pimp My Tricycle" with his very own cousin Dudley as the host. Two years ago, Dudley was turned into a pig and joined the cast of "Babe", but as the spell wore off he lost the admiration of his fans and slipped into a crack-induced hell. Although, he somehow managed to get work at MTV hosting a reality show to take up air time.

"So you wanna be a cool kid, but your wheels aint fly, so you gotta go and pimp myyy tricccceeee!" Harry sang along with the almighty disembodied voice of the show in a high-pitched voice.

"Shut up!" yelled Uncle Vernon as he opened the door to Harry's room, but stopped short and joined Harry to watch the show. Even though he seemed like an ignorant brute he had a thing for people turning beat up tricycle's into nice ones.

"Oh ,um, right then," said Uncle Vernon as he stood up , "your Aunt Marge is here!"

"Meh, what can I do right?" Harry said as he turned off the TV.

"And change out those pajama's…" Uncle Vernon muttered as he closed the door.

"Crap."

Harry walked down the stairs to the living room to greet his aunt. How he loathed her, for she was always insulting him.

"Why, Harry you are turning into such a handsome young man," said Aunt Marge as she got up to shake Harry's hand.

"Don't talk about my parents like that!" yelled Harry. "But I didn't say any…." but she was cut off for she was turning violet and swelling up like a balloon.

"Great! Now who is going to fix this?" yelled Uncle Vernon. Just then a bunch of tiny men came through the door and surrounded Aunt Marge. "Oompa Lumpa Do Ba De Da!" they all sang as they rolled Aunt Marge out the door.

"What the hell?" asked Aunt Petunia.

For dramatic effect, Harry ran upstairs and put all his clothes and books in his Barbie Travel Trunk and ran out of the house, but tripped on a rake in the process.

As Harry walked in the bitter cold he noticed something moving in the bushes. Like any movie star he forgot to follow the Horror Movie Survival Guide rule about not investigating moving shrubbery. He stopped as some kind of animal stepped out and growled at him. "Pluto?" Harry asked and sure enough Mickey's pet dog Pluto was there. But as soon as it showed up, he ran away. "Wait come back! Why is it that you and Goofy are both dogs but he can wear pants!?" Harry yelled and that somehow triggered a violently purple bus to appear.

"London tours….yeah okay." Harry said as he stepped on.

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Chapter one is done! I don't know if that is really how you spell trice, curse Microsoft Works!

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