Once upon a time, there was a beautiful princess named Harry Potter who lived in the Kingdom of Ooo. Harry Potter was 16, the perfect age for a princess to be married. Many suitors from far and wide came to ask her hand in marriage, but her father refused all of them. They were not good enough for Princess Harry Potter. Finally, one day, the handsomest prince in all the land, Prince Voldemort, came to ask for Harry Potter's hand in marriage. It was love at first sight. Harry Potter begged and begged her father to accept, so that Harry Potter may be married to Prince Voldemort. Finally, the King relented. Princess Harry Potter and Prince Voldemort were to be married. Harry Potter was ecstatic. The night before she was to be married, she couldn't sleep. Instead, she gazed out the window, and dreamed about her life with Prince Voldemort. She was so lost in her thoughts, she didn't realize anything was wrong until it was too late.
When Princess Harry Potter woke up, she first noticed she was in a cave. With further inspection, she realized it wasn't a cave. It was a dragon's stomach. Instead of freaking out, like she wanted to, she took a deep breath, backed up to the far side of the dragon's stomach, and ran at full speed. Harry Potter bounced right off. She then proceeded to freak out.