1 A/N- This chapter does not involve any killing of any sort, but I find it
entertaining. Maybe that's just the sugar high speaking, but that doesn't
matter right now… Anyway, there's no violence, but it does involve
chipmunks, insane laughter, and me being frightened. So read and review.
That's what you're here for.
Disclaimer- Contrary to popular belief, I'm not JK Rowling, so I don't own the characters. I don't own my evil Spanish teacher, either, but I wish I did so I could give her a piece of my mind…
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3 Harry Potter Kills my Evil Spanish Teacher
Harry Potter was mad. He was very, very mad. He was beyond mad. He was furious. He was livid. He was pissed off.
He was screaming at the top of his lungs when a chipmunk walked by. It sat a nut right next to his foot and he looked at it curiously. Then he burst into laughter.
The laughter scared the chipmunk away (apparently screaming has no effects on chipmunks), but the nut remained. He picked it up and he looked at it curiously. Then he burst into laughter.
Of course, at this particular moment in time, he was not himself. In herbology they had just been introduced to the hemp plant. Professor Sprout had given them first hand experience with one of its byproducts.
At that point, I happened to be walking by. Harry Potter (in usual Harry fashion) looked me curiously. Then he burst into homicidal laughter.
"Ooh, you poor child. Are you lost?!?" I asked him, though I'm not very much older than he is. I, being an ignorant muggle, did not recognize him in the slightest bit.
"Nooo," he slurred. "I am not lost, I'm the infamous HARRY POTTER!!"
"Alrighty, then. I'm sure your parents are around here somewhere…" By this time I was frightened. I had never minded mentally challenged people, but this one was getting to me.
"No, they're not!!! You big, big MEANIE!!" Harry sobbed into the black robes he was wearing. Apparently I had hit a touchy subject.
Can I come with you?!?" he suddenly asked, forgetting his tears.
"NO!" I screamed at him as I ran away. He followed me.
"I'M COMING WITH YOU!" he yelled back and he let me lead him all the way to my school.
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A/N- And that's the end of chapter one. As you can tell.
If you can't I feel genuinely sorry for you.
Now all you have to do is press the little button in the bottom left hand corner of the screen and type a few words. It's not that hard and you might even find it rewarding! So do it right now!
Disclaimer- Contrary to popular belief, I'm not JK Rowling, so I don't own the characters. I don't own my evil Spanish teacher, either, but I wish I did so I could give her a piece of my mind…
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3 Harry Potter Kills my Evil Spanish Teacher
Harry Potter was mad. He was very, very mad. He was beyond mad. He was furious. He was livid. He was pissed off.
He was screaming at the top of his lungs when a chipmunk walked by. It sat a nut right next to his foot and he looked at it curiously. Then he burst into laughter.
The laughter scared the chipmunk away (apparently screaming has no effects on chipmunks), but the nut remained. He picked it up and he looked at it curiously. Then he burst into laughter.
Of course, at this particular moment in time, he was not himself. In herbology they had just been introduced to the hemp plant. Professor Sprout had given them first hand experience with one of its byproducts.
At that point, I happened to be walking by. Harry Potter (in usual Harry fashion) looked me curiously. Then he burst into homicidal laughter.
"Ooh, you poor child. Are you lost?!?" I asked him, though I'm not very much older than he is. I, being an ignorant muggle, did not recognize him in the slightest bit.
"Nooo," he slurred. "I am not lost, I'm the infamous HARRY POTTER!!"
"Alrighty, then. I'm sure your parents are around here somewhere…" By this time I was frightened. I had never minded mentally challenged people, but this one was getting to me.
"No, they're not!!! You big, big MEANIE!!" Harry sobbed into the black robes he was wearing. Apparently I had hit a touchy subject.
Can I come with you?!?" he suddenly asked, forgetting his tears.
"NO!" I screamed at him as I ran away. He followed me.
"I'M COMING WITH YOU!" he yelled back and he let me lead him all the way to my school.
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A/N- And that's the end of chapter one. As you can tell.
If you can't I feel genuinely sorry for you.
Now all you have to do is press the little button in the bottom left hand corner of the screen and type a few words. It's not that hard and you might even find it rewarding! So do it right now!
