CHAPTER2

It was 3 a.m. when the alarm bells sounded.

A furiously, fast flaming fire was causing a frantic stampede of students.

Professor McGonagall was eating her midnight snack, Peeves was peeving peevishly, and Snape was searching for a scientific solution for slimy hair.

He will never find it.

The end.

This has been chapter 2

This is awful, said Hermione, we can't have a chapter that only lasts a few sentences long. For heaven's sake, that's not even a paragraph!

"Can you at least use quotation marks?" Said Harry.

"Sorry."

"It's ok. Forgiveness is fruitful."

"what?"

"...don't know what came over me," Harry hurriedly said.

"You did it again!" Hermionie howled.

"Did what?" The chosen one chattered.

"I can't take this anymore. After auscultating to your annoying, abrasive allocution, I have to be adamant about arresting-"

"What does allocution mean?" Potter protested, stopping her short.

"What I meant to say, is that I think you caught it." Hermionie huffed.

"Caught what?"

"the disease"

"Oh, that." He said off-Handedly.

There is a moment where we pause.

"Wasn't that an STD?" Hermione said with Horror.

"Uh," Said Harry, trying to direct the dialogue to a different direction.