Chapter One
"Ginny! Ginny! Ginny!"
An ominous voice speaks. Harry Potter does karate in his bathroom while looking down at the glob of hair growing legs and arms. The glob of the ginger slimy looking hair forms two eyes on its face. The glob smiles happily while jumping up at Harry. He about falls over and cracks his head on the bathroom sink when the glob starts to get into a fighting stance.
"Fight me!" the glob speaks loudly before throwing the first punch.
Harry about drops to his knees when the glob of hair starts running at him when he takes off to the door. The glob is determined when he starts to swing the bathroom door shut. Ginny comes racing down the hallway with flabbergast in her eyes when seeing her glob of hair she tried stomping down the shower drain running at full speed at her husband. Harry then lifts his right foot and stomps on the glob. Blood splatters on the bathroom door while he keeps stomping the glob till there's nothing recognizable. Ginny faints immediately when the excessive blood splatters all over her husband who starts to go mad.
"I guess this is a valuable lesson to always remove your hair from the shower drain," he grins as he turns around then his eyes widen when seeing his fainted wife passed out on her back.
Harry casually steps to the side while trying to process what the fuck just happened. It then occurs to him that perhaps they did some weird shit while drinking last night. That's when his face turns white suddenly. Flashbacks of Ginny and Ron trying to cast a spell on the hair coated on the shower drain backfired. Unfortunately, the glob of hair was rinsed down by Ron.
"Fucking Magic."
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Harry sits at the kitchen table while reading a newspaper article about Hogwarts being under construction. It's a weird article. Ginny sips from tea when catching a quick glimpse at the article. Seeing the article, she looks away while her eyes focus on her husband suddenly, "will they find the bodies?"
Harry rolls his eyes since there's only so much he take in fifty years. He guesses that he's reaching his breaking point when he pulls out a gun and shoots her in the face. Blood and chunks of her brain splat on the walls and their kitchen appliances. Seeing what he had done, he puts the barrel of the gun into his mouth and pulls the trigger. Nothing happens. It was a blank. Maybe it's time that he confesses. His phone starts jingling when he walks over to the kitchen counter. He pulls out a sharp knife then slits his own neck. Blood starts gushing out before he succumbs to his wounds. It's just a bloody fucking mess. It isn't until George and Fred enter the kitchen and become totally surprised.
"Well, which one first?"….