SURVIVOR: HOGWARTS
BY MYRTLE THE TYRTLE
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A/N: WOW! 3 reviews already! This is my mostest amount of reviews for an actual story! (Contrary to popular belief HELP PLEASE is not an actual story)
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CHAPTER TWO
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A brief recap: Lord Voldemort has invaded Hogwarts and the only way he can kill all the kiddies is to eliminate them from a Survivor-type show. Who will win? Who will lose? Who will also lose?
Harry and the rest of the Gryffindors raced through the castle towards the kitchens. They alone knew where the secret entrance to the room populated by house elves was, and they thought they would win the challenge because they would get the most food.
Boy, were they wrong.
When they had made it through the painting of a fruit bowl, they were shocked to find that all the houseelves were lying sprawled on the floor. They were dead.
"Damn!" said Ron. "Who's going to feed us now?"
"Honestly, Ronald," said Hermione. "Didn't your mother ever teach you how to cook for yourself?"
"If 'cook for yourself' means what I think it means, then no, she didn't."
"You lie, Ron. She offered to teach us when we were younger, but little Ronnie didn't want to do girl's work." said Ginny.
Ron went and sulked in the corner.
"Th-there's no time for that now, Ron," said Neville. "How l-long did V-Voldemort say we had?"
"I actually can't remember," said Harry in a confused kind of way. "But we've probably run out by now. If we don't go back soon he'll probably kill us."
They agreed to grab something to eat and go back to the Great Hall.
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When they made it back to the Hall, all the other Houses were there. Slytherin had huge piles of sweets Harry knew Malfoy had brought with him, Hufflepuff had an apple and Ravenclaw had some bread. They all started to gag when they saw what the Gryffindors were bringing.
Each Gryffindor was carrying four house-elves.
"I think we win, Voldy," said Harry.
"Grrr, very well, all the Hufflepuffs are eliminated. Go out and be killed."
"Hang on!" cried Jeff, the ever-ready host. "You can't eliminate 5 people at once! You have to do that in five different episodes!"
"Yeah, well I'm going to be away for the next five episodes. You know, busy doing Dark Lord stuff..."
"What kind of Dark Lord stuff?" asked one of the Ravenclaws.
"Fool of a Took!" cried the Dark Lord, referencing a movie starring his idol, Sauron. The first real Dark Lord, he mused. "It does not concern you that I am going to be killing Muggles and Mudbloods and Blood Traitors and the occasional Pure Blood that I don't like. Now, as punishment for your interruption, you will die as well. Now, you six people, get out of my sight so I can kill you!"
The Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaw shuffled off miserably.
Voldemort followed them, and there was a flash of green light before he reappeared in the Hall.
"OK, well I'm going to be away for the next week or so, so don't do anything while I'm gone. I don't want to miss seeing anyone kill Harry, er, play this game, while I'm gone."
With that closing statement, he left the hall.
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"OK, guys," said Jeff to the remaining Survivors, "we've got to come up with a way to get rid of Voldemort."
The Slytherins were shocked. "Thats traitorism! We'll tell Voldie on you!" They all ran away.
"Right," said Harry, "now that they're gone, here's what we'll do..."
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A/N: Sorry for the shortness of the chapter, but it really shouldn't have been written today. I was supposed to be studying, but... oh well! And now that I've written a
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