Take this, Woo.
THE BEST HP FANFIC EVERBy Jiwwy
One day Ron Weasley got up. He looked around and noticed Harry was still asleep. He went over to his bed, yawning loudly, and prodded Harry on the side. "Oy, Harry, wake up."
Harry didn't wake up.
"Oh no, Harry's dead!" Ron screamed. He ran down the spiral staircase into the common room, where Hermione was sitting next to the portrait hole, waiting for the boys.
"What's taking you so long?" She asked, tapping her foot. "Where's Harry?"
"Hermione—Harry's DEAD."
"Ron, you're hopeless."
"Dead, Hermione, dead! AS IN DOORNAILS! Hermione—HARRY IS A DOORNAIL!"
Hermione rolled her eyes.
And then everyone exploded.
Because Voldy dropped a bomb.
On the universe.
Bad Voldy.
Then Voldy died.
Because he blew up the earth, and there was no oxygen.
Then Duo appeared, said "Stuuupid Voldy," and mysteriously vanished to another universe.
THE END.
