Ok, ok I know I said I wouldn't write a second chapter until I got ten reviews but I couldn't help it!!! I got TWO reviews!!! And they liked my story!!! My self-esteem is just soaring!!! I'd like to take the time to answer these two wonderful reviewers!!!

Samuel potter: I'm on a favorites list!!! Thank you soooo much!!!

Katzztar: I like conceited Harry too! Thanx!!!

Disclaimer: I don't own anything, it all belongs to her: Pouts and points at J.K. Rowling:

A/N I know that this doesn't seem like something Harry would write, and I know you're right but this is a parody people!!!

Chapter 2

Harry Potter was fumbling around his room in the middle of the night wrecking havoc. Could it be He-Who-Has-A-Really-Long-Name? Has our dear little Harry been possessed? Nope. He was just sleepwalking and knocking everything over. This didn't bother the Dursley's a bit since they seem to be immune to Harry's sudden outbursts. Either that or they went deaf. I'm going with the latter. Well anyway widdle Harry quit sleepwalking and started sleep typing.

Chapter 2:

To the Burrow! Again…

Harry was amazed as he entered the flying limo, complete with TV. And video games. Which was pretty useless considering Ron had no idea how to use them. "So when are you guys planning on telling me how this all happened?" questioned Harry.

"Well," said Ron whom Harry had noticed was dressed in a tiger-print suit and a purple hat complete with a feather, "Molly played the lottery game in "Witch Weekly" and here we are!"

"Er- Ron, did you just call your mom Molly?" Said Harry a bit overwhelmed.

"Indeed I did old chap, that's what us rich wizards do," said Ron smugly.

"Riiiiiiiggghht," said Harry, "Um, Hermione, how has everything been going for you?"

"Well, I didn't do much," replied Hermione shyly, "except for saving the whales, finding a cure for cancer, performing the first brain transplant, planted a rainforest…

Twenty Minutes Later

And I created a diet soda that actually tastes good," she finished. Harry and Ron just stared at her open-mouthed. Hermione just sat there and glowed, or maybe that was the flashlight she was holding…yet either way she simply glowed.

"What about you Harry? Tell us what you did this summer," urged Ron.

"I sat in my room, avoided the Dursley's, did my homework, avoided the Dursley's, wrote some letter's, avoided the Dursley's, y'know the usual," smiled Harry.

" I think we're almost there," said Hermione in a hurry to change the subject. Harry glanced out of the window (he had been doing this a lot lately) and gasped at what he saw.

"GASP!" gasped Harry. The Burrow was no longer the Burrow; it was now…the Bird's Nest. [A/N sorry! I couldn't resist!] A beautiful house stood in the Burrow's place, yet oddly it was painted silver and green.

"Er-Ron? Why's your house painted Slythrin colors?" wondered Harry out loud.

"Oh, we bought it off Malfoy. Guess who's poor now? Muhahahahaha!!" said Ron rather insanely. Harry and Hermione just stared. "Well anyway, Harry this is your room," he said while pointing to a hot pink room with a frilly bedspread, "and Hermione, this is your room," he added while gesturing toward a room painted red with skulls here and there.

"Just my luck," grumbled Harry, "I'm stuck with MALFOY'S old room!"

"It's not that bad," said Hermione while looking at the ferret photos in pink frames, "I'd trade you, but…I don't want to," she said while bouncing away.

"Well," sighed Harry, "fduisfnevngtbvmw;y,65vu65,k3c/oy6cvmyco5e;ds,mnvds,.gnilrhglrewnglewnglrwenglwjkwngklnwrgnwlrnengregnkngkegnegnkengkgnkrngkrngrkrngrkkgnrkgnrkgnrkgrnrk"

Chapter three will have to wait seeing that Harry has fallen asleep on the keyboard!

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Sorry that was so short! I was running out of ideas! So what do you think? I hope you like!!! Please R/R!!! Thank you and good nite!!!!