AN: Okay, I just went to see LOTRs again! That's 6 times folks! GO ME! Anyway, I needed a new spokes person.

PART VII

::Ron, Harry and Dumbledore are sitting around a campfire. Suddenly a huge Orc towers behind them.::

"Err, hello?" Ron asks. The Orc roars. Ron hides behind Harry. Dumbledore continue to calmly eat his bit of rabbit.

"Forced march!" The Orc yells drawing its sword. The team jumps up and marches. "I am now the authors spokesman. It seems the author wanted a stronger spokesperson to control you lot."

"Just wait till I get my hands on Fred and George!" Ron muttered.

"Ditto."

"Across the swamp!" The Orc shouts.

::Ron and Harry stare at the muddy swamp.::

"If I get muddy, perhaps mum won't make me wear my Maroon sweater!"

::Ron shrugs and jumps in. Harry continues to stare at the mud.::

"Not a chance!" Harry shudders.

BSVS: That's it! Harry go through the mud or no dinner!

::Harry looks at the mud::

"No way!"

BSVS: Okay no dinner. Besides now's as good a time as any. Vote!

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::Ron goes up to camera::

"I vote off Harry. He way be famous, but around here Dinner is everything!"

::Harry goes up::

"I vote off that slave-driver Orc! He's smelly and Mean!::

::Alubus Dumbledore goes up and votes::

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::Orc looks at papers::

"Harry is voted off."

"WHAT?!" Harry yells.

::A small Hobbit walks onto the set

"Hey! Bob! Were shooting your scene next!"

"Right." The Orc nods. "should I strip down to my loincloth now?"

"Naw, were shooting that scene tomorrow."

"Okay, tell Peter I'll be there in a minute."

"You go it." ::Small hobbit disappears.

BSVS: Well if you HAVE to go would you mind taking harry with you?

::Orc slings Harry over his shoulder and disappears.::

BSVS: NOW where am I going to find another enforcer?

(AN: For those of you who care vote on who you think should win! Dumbledore? Or Ron?)