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Harry, Ginny, and Voldemort sat, and waited.
And waited.
Then they waited some more.
In fact they are still waiting.
For what?
"OH COME ON! JUST HOW LONG IS THIS FUCKING TRAIN?" Ginny shouted.
Ya...that's why.
Voldemort sighed and checked his watch. '45 minutes. We've been here for 45 fucking minutes!' He thought and began reading the latest volume of "Make-Out Paradise"
Harry rolled his eyes. "I can't believe you read that trash..."
Voldemort didn't answer, but instead giggled pervertedly as he turned the page.
Meanwhile inside the train.
"Well brother. Here we are. On our way to Hogwarts, where there are many witches and wizards, who study magic. What do you have to say now?" A large suit of armor asked.
"I hate trains..." The short blond replied, crying anime waterfall style.
Another 45 minutes later...
"Finally!" Harry shouted as the train finally passed by. Then he looked around. "Um...why arn't we moving?"
Ginny was twitching in her seat. "Because...we ran out of gas..."
At this Voldemort smack himself. "You left the car running?"
Harry glared at him. "You would have known this if you weren't reading that perverted trash of yours!"
Ginny slammed her head against the steering wheel. "Now how are we gonna get there?"
"Well we could walk. Or hitchhike." Harry suggested.
"Or we could just enter the damn building" Voldemort said, pointing at the Daily Prophet building
Ginny and Harry where looking at the building dumbfounded. "...That works too."
And tis the end of the chapter, and I am alive.
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