Harry, Ron, and Hermione were walking towards Gryffindor tower, discussing the Potions test that they had just taken.
"I found it rather easy, since I studied," Hermione said casually.
"Easy? That thing was hard!" Ron complained.
"And since when does knowing how to grow warts in your stomach considered useful?" Harry asked.
Hermione opened her mouth to contradict them, but couldn't find a convincing argument. They walked in silence until they reached the portrait of the Fat Lady in Pink.
"Username and password, please," the Fat Lady said in a mechanical voice.
"Uh…Harry Potter, password Spork?" Harry asked, knowing the voice from hearing it all day coming Dudley's room in the summer. It was the AOL sign-in voice.
"Access denied." The Fat Lady started to walk out of her portrait, when Hermione stopped her.
"Hgranger, password Spork," she said in a know-it-all voice.
"Access granted," The Fat Lady said, swinging her frame forward. "Welcome. You've got spells."
"Okay…" was the only reply she got from the three.
"Well, that was jolly weird," Ron said, and walked up the stairs.
A/N: Hope you liked it ^_^. Me and my cousin, neonpigg, wrote it in five minutes. It was short, but it's funny. E-mail us at sandry@hehe.com (me) or neonpigg@cs.com (him).
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