Disclaimer: I don't own them, I'm just borrowing. I'll return them only slightly tramatized.
Last Time
"It's alright, just don't do it again dears." Voldemort said, looking endearingly towards her dauthers. 'please don't kill us lord, she is making us do this.' Bellatrix whispered while glaring at Bobbi.
bobbi; returns from backstage don't worry she's in the box. now on with the story.
Pixi; from inside the box you'll can't keep me in here forever, hahaha!!
bobbi; ignore her.
Part 3
"We promise we won't mother." the sisters said in unison.
harry; please god, shoot me now?
bobbi; i would but i need you for this to much.
"See that you do, my dears." Voldemort said to her children. She then took the missive from the messenger boy, slamming the door on his face.
ron; OWW!! that hurt, ya slimy arse! Ron rubbed his abused nose
bobbi; don't even think of retaliating or else!! looking evilly at the cast
insert dramatic music and ominous thunder here
draco; how'd you do that?
bobbi; i am the author, i can do anything! now back to the story.
"It seems that the ball will be at 7 tonight. We haven't got time to lose, Harry will help you two get ready." Voldemort said with vigor.
bobbi; to save time and keep my fingers from hurting, we will now skip the part of them telling harry that he cant go. as well as the part where they rip his clothes.
lucious; why not?
bobbi; cuz if i do it will turn into a sex scene. any of you three wanna be the one to fuck harry?
the set goes deathly quiet
bobbi; ok now.
time skip to after the three horrors leave for the ball
Harry hangs his head as the tears fall. The ruined pieces of his clothes scattered around him. Shivering from the cold, Harry wraped his arm tightly around himself.
Warm Arms encicrle him, startling him.
"It's alright Harry, I'm not gonna hurt you." Sirius said softly as he rubbed Harry's back soothingly.
"Who, who are you?" Harry asked quietly, looking up with tear filled green eyes into calm grey ones.
"I'm your fairy godfather." he said after a short pause.
bobbi; not a word from any of you, or else!
"Your my... Does that mean you can do magic?" curiosity flooded his deep green eyes.
"Yes it does." Sirius replied with a smirk, as he watched Harry's face lighten up.
Fred holds up his hand
bobbi; yes fred what is it?
fred; whats with the comments about harry's eyes?
bobbi; i happen to have a thing for green eyes, so just deal with it!
George holds up his hand
bobbi; what is it george?
george; well you said no swearing, but you let ron arse why?
bobbi; cuz i'm american, so british swear words like that don't bug me.
fred; cool.
bobbi; now back to the story.
from somewhere in the rafters ya slimy arse, it's not shota!
somewhere to the left yes it is, cuz harry is only... Oi! how old is harry in this story?
bobbi; oh he's about, wait who the hell are you!?
the two land on the floor
pixi; it's just us.
bobbi; oh my god!! run for your lives!! runs away it's Duckie from Hell
duckie; i only wanna play pouts, then flashes fangs
cast; AHHHHHHHHH!! runaway!!
pixi; damn, i wanted to kno how old the cutie was in the story.
duckie; don't matter what age, it's still not shota.
pixi; it is!
duckie; it isn't!
pixi; it is!
duckie; isn't!
pixi; is!
duckie; isn't!
they argue on into the night
bobbi; make the duckie go away roy, make it go away cries in corner
Roy Mustang pops up
roy; how the hell did i get here?
bobbi; kill the duckie and you can BEEP edward, and have him in a pink & black miniskirt.
roy; sure snap
duckie; i'm melting, i'm melting! oh what a world.
wicked witch of the west; hey thats my line!!
bobbi; get the hell out, no witches aloud. except if harry wears a dress. ok how lets stop before this gets stupid, er more stupid.
To Be continued.