Harry Potter and the Holy Grail

Harry: Come on Pansy!

Pansy: (mumbles)

Harry: (making broom noises) Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoa! A castle.carry on Pansy!

(There's this neato big castle and Harry and Pansy *swish* up to it)

Harry: (yelling up to castle) Hello?

Man: Hark! Who goes there?

Harry: Harry Potter! The-Boy-Who-Lived! Kid with the scar! Owner of Harry's Pot Every Flavour Beans! The.

Man: (interrupts) self-absorbed weirdo?

Pansy: Sorry, he's had too many beans.

(Pansy and the guy snigger)

Harry: What? WhatâEs so funny?

Yellow: Yeah, I don't get it either.

(Red, Pansy, and the dude snigger)

Harry: Can we continue the story now?

Red: Sure.

Harry: Can I speak to the owner so he can join my knights of the oval table?

Man: Oval?

Harry: Can I get through a statement without someone making a comment?

Pansy: No, Harry Pothead.

Man and Pansy: Ahahahahaha!

Harry: It's Pot-ter!

Man and Pansy: (louder) AHAHAHAHAHA!

Harry: SHUTUP! CAN I SPEAK TO YOUR MASTER?

Man: What will he do? Ride a broom?

Harry: Yes.

Man: But you have two hand brooms!

Harry: What?

Man: You have two hand brooms that you are brushing together.

Harry: So.

Man: Hand brooms are not native to this area, you see the first were invented in France and.

Harry: It doesn't matter, just let me speak to your master!

Man: Where'd you get the hand brooms?

Harry: We found them!

Man: Found them?! In London? Now like I said, hand brooms are from France.

Harry: Well, flamingoes are not native to this area and we see them in zoos.

Man: Are you suggesting that hand brooms are alive?

Harry: No it can be carried.

Man: Carried?! By what? A flamingo?

Harry: It doesn't matter if it can be carried, can I just speak to.

Man: Unless it was a Canadian Flamingo.

Harry: What?

Man: Wait, not a Canadian Flamingo.they cannot fly.

(pause)

Man 2: It could be carried by a Californian Flamingo.

Man: Ah yes, maybe, but not a Canadian Flamingo.

Man 2: But what if.

Pansy: SHUTUP! SHUTUP! (throws hand brooms at the two men) I BOUGHT THEM AT THE DOLLAR STORE! GAWD!

Harry: (frightened) Um.kay.b-but now how are we going to find the knights without brooms?

Pansy: IT WAS A HAND BROOM! IT DID NOTHING! WE WALKED THE WHOLE WAY!

Harry: No broom? How un-kingly.

Pansy: You're not a king! You are a silly little boy with a scar on your head! (stalks off angrily)

Harry: Uh.(looks around) come Pansy.(chases after Pansy)

Man: But how did the hand brooms get to the dollar store.

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