DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN HP. TRUST ME, If i did Harry would have a beard, Ron would wear nailpolish and Hermione, well, she'd be called hermonieoney forever. AND I WOULD ALSO BE INSANELY RICHHHHHH.

I'm back, dear reader, to ease you of you suspense

Aren't I a nice person. Then again, you're wasting your time by reading this so I guess not… ANYWAY, TO THE STORY.

We ended off with our boy Mr. H-Piddy watching Potter Puppet Pals on his MacBook Pro which begged the question- How did the muggles know of the amazing story that is HARRY POTTER? Well, the answer is quite simple! There was a really smart girl named Kimberly who told him! OKAY, maybe not. There was actually a really smart guy who also happened to be minister of magic at that time. His name was Canopus Quorum and he told Harry that it would be smart to make some muggle write books about him so if some muggle sees a dragon or something the other muggles would just think that the muggle had been reading too much Harry Potter. Harry agreed. So they planned and decided that Jo Rowling would be most suitable to write the book because she was extremely talented and made of awesome and would definitely do the story justice. While Miss Jo was on a train they had the idea slip into her head and well, the rest, as they say, was history.

In the current episode of Potter Puppet Pals HP was watching was called "The Vortex". In this episode, Snape dreamt he was a milkmaid, Ron was almost cooler than Harry and WAIT FOR ITTTTTTTTT. DUNDUNDUNDUUUUUUUUUNNN, Harry was a big jerk. With a big head but, it was so funny than even Harry couldn't get offended. Harry then proceeded to watch an old episode called "Bothering Snape". He was at the part was Dumbledore was dancing naked when suddenly, out of nowhere, DUMBLEDORE APPEARS. THE REAL DUMBLEDORE. "ZOMG!" Harry shouted. He tried to hide the video but he was too late. The real Dumby had already saw it. "Harry, what is that you are watching?"

"Uh… uh… NOTHING DUMBSTER." stuttered Harry. He was SO in trouble! OH NO!!

"DUMBSTER?"

Dumbledore leaned in and looked at the glowing screen. He gasped.

"OMGOMGOMGOMGOMG! I CAN EXPLAIN DUMBLEDORE! I CAN!! YOU KNOW WHEN WE MADE THAT AWESOME LADY WRITE HARRY POTTER? SOME PEOPLE MADE PUPPET VERSIONS OF US AND MADE ME REALLY BIGHEADED AND MEAN AND EVERYONE ELSES SUCKS TOO BUT IT'S FUNNY SO I WATCH IT PLEASE DON'T KILL ME I KNOW I DEFEATED VOLDEMORT SO YOU DON'T NEED ME ANYMORE BUT PLEASE YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE DEAD ANYWAYS AHH I NEED TO BREATHE"

"GAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! HOW DO THEY KNOW I DO THAT?! HOW?!" Dumbledore screamed in upmost embarrassment and pain.

Harry was lost for words.

Thanks BUNNYLIA for the end part. Sorry it's short, I know, I suck. :\