Harry Potter and the Dark Lord's Duplicate
Chapter 5
With Hermione with Pacey and the Fall Ball fast approaching, Ron was forced to ask Parvati's twin again. Harry, on the other hand, had a different plan.
She sat in a big comfy chair in the common room, intently working on something, probably homework. He sat in another corner of the room, just staring at her. She was a hot hottie, maybe even hotter than Mary Sue. He sighed, and then approached her.
"Um, Ginny?" said Harry.
"Yes?"
"Are you going to the Yule Ball?"
"Yeah."
She smiled at him.
"With a guy, I mean."
"Oh. No, not yet."
"Do you wanna go with me?"
Her eyes lit up like shiny bright things, and she said, "Of course! I mean, um, yeah."
"Great. Meet you here at eight?"
She nodded, and the two stared at each other for a few moments in awkward silence.
It was the eve of the fall ball, and the dorms were bustling. Harry stood staring at his gaunt reflection.
"Wow! The green robes really do bring out my eyes!" he said to himself.
He had taken a leaf out of Hermione's book and purchased some muggle hair potion. He looked at the dark blue bottle and exclaimed, "Rogaine! What a clever name!" and poured the entire bottle into his hands. By the time he was done running it through his hair, it was nearly eight. Dressed for success, he left the dorm.
Ginny was waiting him in the common room, just as she said she would be. She looked lovely.
"Um, nice hair," she said, stifling giggles at Harry's hair, which looked like an abstract iron statue shellacked into place.
They met up with Ron and Parvati's twin in the Entrance Hall. Strangely, Ron wasn't angry with Harry for taking his little sister to the Fall Ball. A date.
Inside the Great Hall, which was decorated in fall colors, all of the muggle-born witches were throwing themselves at Pacey and Dawson, which made Harry wish he had his own show on the W.B.
"Please, please" shouted Dumbledore over the noise, "Will everyone sit down? It's time to announce the Fall Ball King and Queen."
He uncovered the Goblet of Popularity.
"And your Fall Ball Queen is-" he looked at the piece of paper the G.O.P. spat out and chuckled to himself, "Draco Malfoy!"
This announcement was met with a tidal wave of snickers, giggles, and cheers. Harry swore he saw a tear well up in Malfoy's eye as he accepted the tiara and roses.
"Please, Please. And the Fall Ball King is…Harry Potter!"
This was met with a mixture of light golf claps and groans. Ron gave Harry a look saying, "The famous Harry Potter did it again."
"But-I didn't-You-know-I…" he stammered as he stumbled up to the stage.
"Do you have an acceptance speech, Potter?" sneered Snape.
"I didn't put my name in!" Harry yelled. Only someone pure evil could have submitted his name to the G.O.P.
Suddenly, a hooded figure swooped down. Harry knew that face…Voldemort.
The crowd gasped.
"No, not Voldemort," said the figure, "Worse. I am Lord Voldemort's evil twin! I AM LORD JIGGLY PUFF!"
The crowd gasped again. How could anyone be more evil than He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named?
"For years I have been cast aside from the Society of Evil Twins," he continued, "I was less evil than my twin, so I was punished by going to the happiest place on Earth, Disney World, for eternity. They made me go on the "It's a small world" ride over and over again! Oh, the humanity! But now I am free! Now I shall prove my evilness by doing the one thing ol' Voldy couldn't do-kill Harry Potter!"
Ha! Cliffhanger!
Chapter 5
With Hermione with Pacey and the Fall Ball fast approaching, Ron was forced to ask Parvati's twin again. Harry, on the other hand, had a different plan.
She sat in a big comfy chair in the common room, intently working on something, probably homework. He sat in another corner of the room, just staring at her. She was a hot hottie, maybe even hotter than Mary Sue. He sighed, and then approached her.
"Um, Ginny?" said Harry.
"Yes?"
"Are you going to the Yule Ball?"
"Yeah."
She smiled at him.
"With a guy, I mean."
"Oh. No, not yet."
"Do you wanna go with me?"
Her eyes lit up like shiny bright things, and she said, "Of course! I mean, um, yeah."
"Great. Meet you here at eight?"
She nodded, and the two stared at each other for a few moments in awkward silence.
It was the eve of the fall ball, and the dorms were bustling. Harry stood staring at his gaunt reflection.
"Wow! The green robes really do bring out my eyes!" he said to himself.
He had taken a leaf out of Hermione's book and purchased some muggle hair potion. He looked at the dark blue bottle and exclaimed, "Rogaine! What a clever name!" and poured the entire bottle into his hands. By the time he was done running it through his hair, it was nearly eight. Dressed for success, he left the dorm.
Ginny was waiting him in the common room, just as she said she would be. She looked lovely.
"Um, nice hair," she said, stifling giggles at Harry's hair, which looked like an abstract iron statue shellacked into place.
They met up with Ron and Parvati's twin in the Entrance Hall. Strangely, Ron wasn't angry with Harry for taking his little sister to the Fall Ball. A date.
Inside the Great Hall, which was decorated in fall colors, all of the muggle-born witches were throwing themselves at Pacey and Dawson, which made Harry wish he had his own show on the W.B.
"Please, please" shouted Dumbledore over the noise, "Will everyone sit down? It's time to announce the Fall Ball King and Queen."
He uncovered the Goblet of Popularity.
"And your Fall Ball Queen is-" he looked at the piece of paper the G.O.P. spat out and chuckled to himself, "Draco Malfoy!"
This announcement was met with a tidal wave of snickers, giggles, and cheers. Harry swore he saw a tear well up in Malfoy's eye as he accepted the tiara and roses.
"Please, Please. And the Fall Ball King is…Harry Potter!"
This was met with a mixture of light golf claps and groans. Ron gave Harry a look saying, "The famous Harry Potter did it again."
"But-I didn't-You-know-I…" he stammered as he stumbled up to the stage.
"Do you have an acceptance speech, Potter?" sneered Snape.
"I didn't put my name in!" Harry yelled. Only someone pure evil could have submitted his name to the G.O.P.
Suddenly, a hooded figure swooped down. Harry knew that face…Voldemort.
The crowd gasped.
"No, not Voldemort," said the figure, "Worse. I am Lord Voldemort's evil twin! I AM LORD JIGGLY PUFF!"
The crowd gasped again. How could anyone be more evil than He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named?
"For years I have been cast aside from the Society of Evil Twins," he continued, "I was less evil than my twin, so I was punished by going to the happiest place on Earth, Disney World, for eternity. They made me go on the "It's a small world" ride over and over again! Oh, the humanity! But now I am free! Now I shall prove my evilness by doing the one thing ol' Voldy couldn't do-kill Harry Potter!"
Ha! Cliffhanger!