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Onto the fic!

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Chapter 3

Harry Potter awoke with key indentations all over his forehead. "That's the last time I fall asleep on the keyboard," he grumbled. He looked at the chapter on the computer and didn't even question how it got there. He figured that it was so genius that he didn't even remember what it was about! "Oh well," he thought, "time to begin chapter three."

Chapter Three:

Unexpected Visitors

Harry wandered away form his pink, frilly room and stumbled upon a thin woman in the kitchen. It was none other than Molly Weasley! "Mrs. Weasley?" asked a bewildered Harry.

"Yes, dah-ling it's me, yet please call me Molly," cooed Mrs. Weasley all dolled up in a red sequin gown and high stiletto heels.

"You're not fat and dumpy anymore!" cried Harry and hastily added, "Did I just say that out loud?"

"Yes, sweetheart you did," sighed Molly in a Hollywood glamour accent which was pretty odd considering she was British. "Gilderoy has helped so much during my weight loss," she added.

"Gilderoy?! As in Gilderoy Lockheart!?" Harry exclaimed at the top of his lungs. No sooner than he said this ol' Lockheart strode in looking like he owned the world. "Speak of the devil," muttered Harry under his breath.

Harry looked at his screen oddly and wondered out loud, "Why the bloody heck did I put Gilderoy in here?! And why am I calling him Gilderoy?!" Harry puzzled over this until he got quite tired of puzzling and decided to continue writing.

"Harry my boy! I haven't seen you in ages!" squealed Lockheart.

"Err- I thought you had lost your memory…" questioned Harry.

"Someone as handsome as me lose their memory? Surely I think not!" boomed Lockheart.

"Don't call me Shirley," muttered Harry and silently added while catching his reflection in a spoon, "He's nowhere as good-looking as me." He rushed out of the kitchen hoping to find Hermione and Ron somewhere. He had the luck to run into Fred and George instead who were wearing matching evil grins.

"We have a surprise for you!" they crowed in unison. The twins dragged Harry into their room and tied him to a chair. While they were rummaging through their stuff Harry looked at the pictures on the wall. There were two almost identical pictures of the twins on the wall with "Fred" written on one and then scratched out. Underneath the writing it said "George" yet this again was scrawled out. All that was left was a question mark.

Harry smirked as he wrote this, even Mrs. Weasley could barely tell them apart!

"Here!" they said while handing Harry a pile of ordinary looking pile of muggle sweets. Harry looked at it warily while George (or maybe it was Fred?) hastily added that since they were rich they had no need to test inventions on friends. They had people paid to do that now.

"Erm…thanks," muttered Harry. He knew better than to trust Fred and George, he'd simply give the sweets to Percy after dinner.

Harry shuddered as he remembered the "punch pop" they had given him once. He had a black eye for a week!

As soon as the twins untied Harry he hightailed it out of their room. He desperately needed to find Ron and Hermione. He soon came to a hallway of doors. He opened one door to find Bill Weasley playing poker with a bunch of goblins. They all stared at him maliciously so he quickly shut the door. He opened the next door to find Charlie Weasley holding a big egg and handing it to a large figure. Harry strongly suspected it was Hagrid. Harry was in no mood to get into that again so he shut the door and ventured onto the next one. In the third door he found Crookshanks jazzercising to "Baby Got Back". This was a bit too scary, for even Harry so he slammed the door shut not even a minute after he opened it. He gingerly opened the last door only to find Ginny Weasley looking into her mirror.

"Giiirl!" She exclaimed, "You look goooooood!" She proceeded to kiss her mirror but was interrupted by Harry shouting "Oh Sorry" and slamming the door behind him. 'Oh well,' she thought, 'at least he didn't catch me dancing!' She then turned her radio and did what only could be described as flailing her arms about and hopping up and down. She looked like a duck having a seizure. She was once again interrupted by the sound of her door shutting and footsteps hurrying down the hallway.

"Geez," sighed Harry, "I really need to learn how to knock…"

Harry read over what he had written and was very contented with it. He could smell that Pulitzer Prize already!

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I hope you liked it! I don't think it was as quite as funny as the others but I tried! Please R/R! You know you want to!!!!

"Don't Call me Shirley" Belongs to um somebody and "Baby Got Back" belongs to Sir Mix-a-lot and jazzercising belongs to somebody…