Train Journey
Why did I write this, who knowz? Who gives a monkey's?
Harry Ron
and Hermione were sitting on the train, on their journey to Hogwarts. Suddenly,
the door opened, and in popped two first years. They looked lost.
"Hello,"
said Hermione, "can we help you at all?"
"Yeah, err,
can we sit here, there's no where else on the train."
"Ok, then"
"What's in
your trunks?" asked Ron, looking at the boy's huge trunks.
"Laptop,
Porta-TV, stuff like that. Hey, is there plugs at 'ogwarts?"
"Nope,"
replied Hermione, "in fact, nothing electrical works." The two boys face
dropped.
"What, no
TV?"
"Nope."
"No…computers?"
"No."
"No
Internet?"
"Sorry."
"Will my
mobile work?"
"I'm afraid
not."
"Next
you'll be telling me there's no McDonalds!"
"Well,
unfortunately…"
"No? But
there has got to be football, right?" The boys were getting desperate.
"No, but we
have…"
"NOOOOOOOOOOO"
They both screamed before jumping out the carriage window. The trio looked
puzzled.
"Not the
best way to put it, was it?" said Hermione.
"No."
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