Welcome back ladies and gentleman! Well, I want to take this time to say thank you personally to each of my reviewers, because I've noticed that people who do this get more reviews. And also, I love each and every one of you.!!!
Thank you to Someone who Knows You, which I know is Claire, even though her reviews don't make a lot of sense, They are often kind of long… so YAY!
Thank You To Shadow, yay for mindless insanity. And your timeless words of wisdom.
Thank you to Goomba, Who reviewed with nice things, but she is also my sister and I know where she lives…My House! So who knows if she was telling the truth or was just frightened?
of course, I know the three of them and made them read my stories, so they only count for half …but I love them anyway, of course, so they had better not get all indignant on me. ESPECIALLY you, Claire, because I know you would.
And on to the rest:
Thank you to Nimmyheart, She helped with the plotline. And everyone should agree with her because everyone should want to see Cho Chang Get hit over the head.
Thank you to Lemonhead! And I indeed will consider adding this character…and I definitely love the idea of having the teachers in a kickline…
Thank you to Katzztar, yes, that is also why I love the mindless insane things….I am glad you reviewed. It was very important. Your review let me cast aside the shreds of the point that I started out with and just go. Thanks!
Thank you to Icicle. She can't take the suspension. I hope she's alright. She says I did a lovely job. Go me.
Thank you to Avalon Larkin. Hey, I know someone with the same last name as you. Do you know a Kyle?
Thank you to Satan's Fox, who likes the word pointless, and point… and likes foxes. Yay.
Thank You to Soror, I'm very sorry that you died multiple times, I wish you a full and speedy recovery! And yes, it is perfect, isn't it?
And Last but Certainly not least,
Thank You to Me123, who is as of now my biggest fan and has Reviewed A total of three, count 'em three times! YAY! You win. If I had a prize, I'd give it to you.
Okay, now that I've taken up all this room and made this chapter seem longer, On with the Story!
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A/N Lookout for random capitalization and whatnot. I Do not own anything. Except that blue pencil over there and a teddybear.
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Things That Must Always, ALWAYS Happen, Do!
Dumbledore blinks at the crowd of students, one teacher and The Narrator (that's me, Hi Mom.)
"Hello Severus." Dumbledore said, the corners of his mouth twitching as Snape does his Big finish, ("YOU'RE GONNA MAKE IT AFTER AAAALLLLLL!!!!!!!" Throwing his arms in the air and falling to his knees. Applause sounds and roses are thrown at him from somewhere, I don't know where because everyone in there was dead silent….. )
Right….Um, Professor, We've got a bone to pick with you! Actually, I have a bone to pick with you, I don't know what they want.
"Well, I wouldn't mind Some proper clothes, Professor." Pipes up Harry. I DON'T THINK SO, HARRY, DEAR. "Aaww." Says Harry.
Well, I guess you had all better come in then," says Dumbledore. "Except You, You and You. Because I don't like you three." Says Dumbledore pointing to three people who are in no way important to the Harry Potter story, but who came along for the ride anyway. They groan disappointedly and sulk away. Right then, lets go. So everyone goes into Dumbledore's office. Once there, Fawkes flies from his perch and lands on Harry's Shoulder.
"AAAAAAAHHHH!" Screams Harry as Fawkes' Claws sink into his bare shoulder. Fawkes Immediately begins to cry and his pearly tears heal up Harry's Wounds. He then perches himself on Harry's shoulder again "AAAAAAAAHHHHH!" screams Harry as Fawkes' Claws sink into his bare shoulder. Fawkes heals it again. And settles back on Harry's shoulder. "AAAAHHHHHH!" Screams Harry as Fawkes' Claws sink into his bare shoulder. Fawkes Heals Him again and settles back on Harry's Shoulder. "AAAAHHHHH!" Screams Harry as—oh this is stupid! Let me save time here. This goes on for about an hour before someone thinks to just bring Fawkes' perch over next to Harry so the bird can sit on it. There. Now, on with what we were doing. Dumbledore.
"Yes?" Says Dumbledore from behind his desk where he is seated.
Now, I have come here to have some questions answered and I'm not leaving until I get what I came for!
"Fair Enough. Fire Away, but could you keep it brief? I have to play a croquet game with Remus Lupin in awhile." Dumblesore says.
Right, where was I, Oh yes—Whoa! This just in folks, Suddenly a hole is blasted into the ceiling of Dumbledore's office and Through it, Falls Voldemort. That's Right. The Dark Lord Himself!
"What?" Cries Harry, "Why?" Well, because what's a good fic without Good old Voldy?
"Yeah, but that's my Mortal Enemy!" whines Harry.
Hey, its Something that must always ALWAYS happen. Besides Harry, Who would you be without Voldy?
"A normal, Happy kid. With Parents." Spits Harry, in rage.
Oh, right. That. Well, that may be true, but You would not have a successful book series.
"Tuh. So?" Says Harry darkly, "Then I wouldn't have stupid Twits Narrating my life." He said.
EXCUSE ME? YOU THINK THIS IS A PICNIC FOR ME? THE FUCKING DARK LORD JUST APPEARED!! OH YEAH, THAT'S REAL GOOD, LA DI DA DA DA DA! LETS ALL DANCE AROUND! I'LL PROBABLY BE DEAD BY THE TIME THIS IS DONE! OH, HOW HAPPY!
"Sorry," said Harry. "I forgot."
Forgot? Forgot What? Whatever, anyway, back to the issue at hand…. Voldemort is standing in a corner looking malicious.
"Hello, Harry Potter." He says Coldly.
"Uh, Hi." Says Harry, waving.
"Do Not Be Insolent." Says Voldmort.
"Uh, Sorry." Says Harry.
"Oh, yeah, Potter? Well I have a present for you." Says Voldemort with a malevolent Grin.
"OH! What is it!? Gimme! Gimme! Gimme! Gimme!!!!" Harry Says, Running towards Voldemort with his arms outstretched.
"Stay! Right where you are." Says Voldemort. Harry Skids to a stop right in front of Voldemort.
"Well Well, Harry Potter. My how the Tables have turned. Here is Me, standing before you in my all powerful and Evil Glory, and here is You. Wearing a towel. Ha." Says Voldemort Quietly. Harry looks down at his towel and blushes. "Now, Harry, I have something for you…." Voldemort Reaches into his Robes and pulls out a Ham Sandwich! *Ominous Music* Everyone in the room gasps and takes a step back. Harry Stares at the Ham Sandwich, a look of sheer, Absolute hatred on his face.
How DARE you! How could you do this? You stupid pud-thumper! I'm gonna KILL YOU! The Narrator Throws Herself at Voldemort but Trips and hits her Head on Dumbledore's desk. And, Of course, everything goes black.
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There. How was that? The plot even sort of progressed a little. Ok……I hate that Stupid 'Word' Paperclip. He is looking at me. Anyway, I decided to stop here because, well, with the narrator unconscious there is no one to tell the story, and I have to go to the bathroom. And I have to go to bed. And I am hungry. And it is late. Ok. Review please and you too can have happy little shoutout. Yay!
One more thing, I didn't proofread this cuz I didn't feel like it. Sorry. But I did sort of skim it, looked okay to me.