Disclaimer: Nothing to see here… move along, move along… They're not mine, or anyone else's except J.K. Rowling. So… on with the show! ~ Zoë.
Lizza: "Bonjour," said Fred.
"Ah, kill!" yelled everyone else. So he died.
Zoë: Which pretty much rounds up the story, really. I mean, it's a little naïve to continue a story when someone's just died like that. Do I even know what naïve means? Who really cares? Anyway, back to the story, or what's left of it. After he died everybody…
Lizza: Because they had just eaten Percy, Ginny and Mrs. Weasley so now they are no longer in any consequences due to the fact they are all dead. "Hahaha!" yelled Voldemort, and promptly also died (I tried to have a different ending but today I'm being very morbid)
Zoë: And if anyone was morbid, it was Lucius Malfoy. Skeletons, torture chambers, shrunken heads… Draco shuddered. He much preferred kittens, ribbons, lace, peaches and cream, and strolling through cornfields wearing a pink dress.
Sarah: "Do you think he's gone mad?" asked Fred in a hushed whisper.
"Probably," replied George. "Shall we go and see?" So they crept up behind Harry and rugby-tackled him to the ground.
Lizza: "Ahh!" said Bill and died due to the fact he fell down a huge hole and landed on the ghoul, who also died.
