OMIGOZZ I'z on a roll! I wunted tuh right sumore ater chap 3 becuz im sooo exsited!!
disCLAMer: I dun owen HarryPotter. If I ded, he'd be mah little peht n id maek hem dansse fo me!!
Hermione had to slap me a few times. Slap. Slap. Slap. Slappity-slap-slap. My face was red because of my fiery, teenage, preppy angst! I was like "OMG." Every time she hit me, but it helped. I felt a little bit rebellus. But I couldn't cause I'm a prep. And preps wear mini skirts. I was wearing a mini skirt with a cute shirt that had hello kitty winking her eye on it. I had blueberry pink lipstick on. My fingernails were yellow. And I was wearing rainbows… this was all under my Hoewarts robe.
"Sama. He is emo. You can't date him!" slap!! She hit me again. "He will destroy your soul. He is not good!!" slap!! She hit me again. "He will bring down the balance between the preps, goths, emos, and nerds!" Slap!! that one left a red mark. I started to cry.
"but he has such sexy hair. Srsly. He is so pretty I could mistake him for brad pett!!" I yelled back.
"I'm sorry to tell you this Sama… but… draco is a ..."
"OMFG. NO HE ISN'T A DOTDOTDOT!!"
"The author didn't get to finish typing my line. Now shut up you slut before I throw sum drugs down your throat like a saranist wood!!"
"ok."
"Drago is a khariokee singer."
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" I yelled.
All of Hogwarts hear me. Dumblydore walked into the room and was like "LORD VOLDEMORT??" I had to tell him that iw as screaming cus I found out my dog had died. I don't have a dog. I only have a beta fish. Dumbleguy wasn't happy. He threatened to squeeze out the juices of my first born… whatever that means. (AN: a ked at mah schul said thaht to me. I den't no wut it mintbutt it sowndeded gud!!)
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