The Crazy Fic of Harry Potter
Disclaimer: Everything belongs to J.K.R.
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Hermione: Heeeeeeeeelllllllllllllllllllllloooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Ron: Ummmm.... Hi...?
Hermione: Stupid, shut up, I was talking to him!
*points to Draco*
Draco: Hi, Hermione.......Again.
Harry: What're you doing with HIM?
Hermione: Take a guess.
*rolls eyes in Harry's direction*
Harry: Ummmm.... Saying hi?
Hermione: Nawwwwwwwwwww, really?
Harry: Yup.
Ron: SHUT UP!
Harry and Hermione: Why should we?
Ron: 'cause... THERE'S VOLDEMORT!!!
Harry: AAAHHHHHHHHHH! You said "it"!!!
Ron: Well, duh.....
Voldemort: Hi, guys! Does anyone have any leftover foundation? I think I'm getting a tad pale.
*opens big, huge, pocketbook from a purse and smears lipstick on lips*
Ron: He's scaring me.......
Cho Chang: Sure, I have plenty, white, red, or tan?
Voldemort: White, please. And, you WEASLEY, I'm supposed to be scaring you. That's what I'm paid for!
Ron: Right then......
Draco: Uncle Tom? Can I have a popsicle? Pleeeease?
Voldemort: Now, my little Dracykins, you know I don't have any popsickies in my handbag.....!
Draco: Pleeease?
*starts to cry*
Hermione: Dracykins, don't! You will shrink your leather trousies!
Draco: But.... But, I want to cryyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
*starts to ball*
Harry: There, there, don't cry, little Draco!
*turns red*
Harry: Did I say that out loud?
All: Uh huh.
Cho: Don't cry, 'cause you're even hotter in leather, especially *tight* leather....
Draco: I know.
*smirks and stops crying*
Draco: I wanna go to mommmmmmmmmmmmyyyyyyy!
All: Oh fine then.
*Everybody leaves, carrying Draco*
Disclaimer: Everything belongs to J.K.R.
~*~
Hermione: Heeeeeeeeelllllllllllllllllllllloooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Ron: Ummmm.... Hi...?
Hermione: Stupid, shut up, I was talking to him!
*points to Draco*
Draco: Hi, Hermione.......Again.
Harry: What're you doing with HIM?
Hermione: Take a guess.
*rolls eyes in Harry's direction*
Harry: Ummmm.... Saying hi?
Hermione: Nawwwwwwwwwww, really?
Harry: Yup.
Ron: SHUT UP!
Harry and Hermione: Why should we?
Ron: 'cause... THERE'S VOLDEMORT!!!
Harry: AAAHHHHHHHHHH! You said "it"!!!
Ron: Well, duh.....
Voldemort: Hi, guys! Does anyone have any leftover foundation? I think I'm getting a tad pale.
*opens big, huge, pocketbook from a purse and smears lipstick on lips*
Ron: He's scaring me.......
Cho Chang: Sure, I have plenty, white, red, or tan?
Voldemort: White, please. And, you WEASLEY, I'm supposed to be scaring you. That's what I'm paid for!
Ron: Right then......
Draco: Uncle Tom? Can I have a popsicle? Pleeeease?
Voldemort: Now, my little Dracykins, you know I don't have any popsickies in my handbag.....!
Draco: Pleeease?
*starts to cry*
Hermione: Dracykins, don't! You will shrink your leather trousies!
Draco: But.... But, I want to cryyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
*starts to ball*
Harry: There, there, don't cry, little Draco!
*turns red*
Harry: Did I say that out loud?
All: Uh huh.
Cho: Don't cry, 'cause you're even hotter in leather, especially *tight* leather....
Draco: I know.
*smirks and stops crying*
Draco: I wanna go to mommmmmmmmmmmmyyyyyyy!
All: Oh fine then.
*Everybody leaves, carrying Draco*
