Hello: Here are the three most obvious things in the world: Liquid Nitrogen is cold, striped pants and plaid shirts rarely make a positive fashion statement, AND I do not own Harry Potter. GASP!
Dumbledore smiled.
He smiled at Professor McGonagall.
Professor McGonagall smiled.
She smiled at Dumbledore.
Dumbledore got up.
He walked over to Professor McGonagall.
Professor McGonagall got up.
She walked over to Dumbledore.
Dumbledore handed Professor McGonagall a pencil.
"Thanks," she said.
"HARRY'S A WIZARD!!!!!!!" screamed Petunia
Hermione looked up from her book, The Great and Wonderful World of Witches and Their Contributions to the Wizarding World that Wizards were Given Credit For. She looked at Ron.
"Hey buddy," she cooed. "How ya doin?"
"Are you drunk?" Ron asked.
"What do you think?" said Hermione falling onto him.
"I think I should take advantage of this," said Ron.
"Ugh......" moaned Hermione. "Ron, what are you doing!?"
"Nothing!" said Ron, sticking Hermione's papers into a book and sitting on it.
"OK, I think I'll go back to sleep...." Said Hermione.
"You do that," said Ron.
Ron pulled the papers out of the book and continued copying.
You people have sick minds.