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Caterpillars ate all the vines on my house! Left with nothing to eat, they came inside! Sure, you say, they're cute, but they're not that cute when they're crawling on your foot, leaving a trail of brown mucus! The Caterpillar Invasion has started, and now nothing can stop it...

Fred didn't know what had come over him--he had never let girls bother him before. When Angelina decided that he was a git and that she fancied Lee Jordan, Fred didn't flinch. But now...now this strange emotion was washing over him. Could it be sadness? Fred had never been sad before.

There was only one thing he could do. He had ruined their relationship with a song, and now he was going to patch it up with one. Eyes sparkling, voice cracking, he began to write what he hoped would become the greatest power ballad of all time.

You tell me you're in love with me
That you can't take your pretty eyes away from me
It's not that I don't want to stay
But everytime you come to close I move away
I wanna believe in everything that you say
Because it sounds so good
But if you really want me, move it slow
There's things about me you just have to know
Sometimes I run Sometimes I hide
sometimes I'm scared of you
But all I really want is to hold you tight
Treat you right, be with you day and night
baby all I need is time

With a song like that, she could never refuse his love!
***

Harry stared intently at Ginny. She was playing a really funky bass line, and every couple of seconds, her hair would fall in the way, and she'd have to pull it back. Harry sighed; it was such lovely hair, really strong and healthy.

"I wonder what shampoo she uses..." he thought to himself.

"Harry," said Ginny meekly, "What are you staring at? Am I playing all right?"

"Huh? Oh, nothing...You're great...I mean, that bass line's great...Nevermind..."
***

Fred raced through the halls, parchment in his hand; he had to find Parvati. On his way, though his twin ran in to him.

"Great news Freddie!"

"Oh," Fred replied morosely, "What?"

"We've got our first gig! Isn't that great? We're playing at the Three Broomsticks tonight!"

"Yeah, that's fantastic...But what about Dumbledore and Professor Severus 'Wand up my Butt' Snape?"

"Don't worry, bro, I talked to Albus, and he said that it was alright as long as I stop calling him Albus and stop bewitching things to say "I suck. Snape sucks. Snape Suckers."

Fred laughed, "That's not half as bad as the sign I put up in the girl's loo."

Momentarily forgetting his woman troubles, Fred walked back to Gryffindor tower with his brother. However, when they got to the common room, they discovered something that disturbed even their strange minds.

The song is Britney Spears. *shudders*