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ok, I'm bored so i'm gotta write sumtin'.I have no idea if it's gonna have a plot, but you never know!
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(Harry is walking down the hallway when he spots a *GASP*...)
Harry- Fuzzy bunny!!!!! AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Wait a minute... how'd a fuzzy bunny get into Hogwarts?
(He approches the bunny, when he is stopped by his bestest friend, Ron Weasley)
Ron- Don't do it, Harrry!!! He will eat you!!!!!!!
Harry- Who will eat me?
(Ron points at the bunny.)
Harry- Are you a complete MORON?!? It's a bunny rabbit for God's sake!
Ron-*in a really scared voice* You don't understand, Harry. That rabbit, or MONSTER, at my lunch.
Harry- What was your lunch?
Ron- I'm on a new salad diet now, so it was a salad.
Harry- YOU DIPSHIT! RABBITS EAT VEGETABLES!!
Ron- Oh.
(Harry approaches Ron and begins to choak him, when out of nowhere, An old man appears.)
Harry- Who are you?
Old Man- I'm a psyhciatrist. You look like you need help.
Harry- Do you know who I am?
Old Man- A poor, crazed child who is crying out for help and only wants to loved?
Harry- How'd did you.... NO YOU OLD FOOL! I'M FREAKIN' HARRY POTTER, THE BOY WHO FREAKIN' LIVED!!!
(The old man isn't paying much attention and is just writing away in his little notebook.)
Old Man- Uh huh. And how long have you been like this?
Harry- Since I was a litte..... HEY!!
Ron- He only wants to help, Harry.
Harry- Shut up, rabbit boy.
(Harry turns around to see that the Old Man wasn't there any more, and neither was the rabbit.)
Harry- Where the **** did the old ******* ******* go now?
Ron- I have no ******* clue.
Harry- Don't you ******* talking to me in that ******* tone of voice, you little ****.
Ron-****!
Harry*******!
Ron-***********************!
Harry-**************************************************!
Hermione- Shut up! The both of you! You're starting to sound like the Osbournes!
Harry-**** off, Hermione!
(Hermione gasped and puts a spell on both of them.)
Harry- WASSUUUUUPPPPPPPP!!!
Ron- How YOU doin'?
Hermione- Wrong spell.
(Hermione puts another spell on them.)
Harry- 'Sup, dawg?
Ron- HOLLA!
Harry- Tru dat, tru dat.
Ron- You be trippen'?
Harry- Nawh.
Hermione- Stop talking like complete idiots!
Harry- What you be sayin' 'bout me and my homies, girl?
Ron-HOLLA!
Hermione-*sigh*
(Hermione puts a spell on them AGAIN.)
Harry- Ok, what just happened?
Ron- Yeah?
Hermione- You were both under the *GASP* CURSE OF THE STUPID LANGUAGES!
Harry- Really?
Ron- Yeah.
(Sappy violin music)
Harry- NEVILLE! STOP PLAYING YOUR DAMN VIOLIN! IT'S GIVING ME A HEADACHE!!
(Neville waks away, crying.)
Hermione- Ok, now what do we do?
Harry- We could all dress like prostitutes... I mean, we can all go into immediate danger like complete morons and dance the Electric Slide.
Ron- Yeah.
Hermione- Can you say anything other than 'Yeah'?
Ron- Yeah.
Hermione-*sigh*
Harry- So you wanna?
Ron- Yeah.
Hermione- Sure.
So off they go, searching the castle high and low until they can find immediate danger and dress like prostitutes, I mean, dance the Electric Slide.
THE END!!!
A/N- I know! It made no sense! But, still, REVIEW!!!
ok, I'm bored so i'm gotta write sumtin'.I have no idea if it's gonna have a plot, but you never know!
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(Harry is walking down the hallway when he spots a *GASP*...)
Harry- Fuzzy bunny!!!!! AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Wait a minute... how'd a fuzzy bunny get into Hogwarts?
(He approches the bunny, when he is stopped by his bestest friend, Ron Weasley)
Ron- Don't do it, Harrry!!! He will eat you!!!!!!!
Harry- Who will eat me?
(Ron points at the bunny.)
Harry- Are you a complete MORON?!? It's a bunny rabbit for God's sake!
Ron-*in a really scared voice* You don't understand, Harry. That rabbit, or MONSTER, at my lunch.
Harry- What was your lunch?
Ron- I'm on a new salad diet now, so it was a salad.
Harry- YOU DIPSHIT! RABBITS EAT VEGETABLES!!
Ron- Oh.
(Harry approaches Ron and begins to choak him, when out of nowhere, An old man appears.)
Harry- Who are you?
Old Man- I'm a psyhciatrist. You look like you need help.
Harry- Do you know who I am?
Old Man- A poor, crazed child who is crying out for help and only wants to loved?
Harry- How'd did you.... NO YOU OLD FOOL! I'M FREAKIN' HARRY POTTER, THE BOY WHO FREAKIN' LIVED!!!
(The old man isn't paying much attention and is just writing away in his little notebook.)
Old Man- Uh huh. And how long have you been like this?
Harry- Since I was a litte..... HEY!!
Ron- He only wants to help, Harry.
Harry- Shut up, rabbit boy.
(Harry turns around to see that the Old Man wasn't there any more, and neither was the rabbit.)
Harry- Where the **** did the old ******* ******* go now?
Ron- I have no ******* clue.
Harry- Don't you ******* talking to me in that ******* tone of voice, you little ****.
Ron-****!
Harry*******!
Ron-***********************!
Harry-**************************************************!
Hermione- Shut up! The both of you! You're starting to sound like the Osbournes!
Harry-**** off, Hermione!
(Hermione gasped and puts a spell on both of them.)
Harry- WASSUUUUUPPPPPPPP!!!
Ron- How YOU doin'?
Hermione- Wrong spell.
(Hermione puts another spell on them.)
Harry- 'Sup, dawg?
Ron- HOLLA!
Harry- Tru dat, tru dat.
Ron- You be trippen'?
Harry- Nawh.
Hermione- Stop talking like complete idiots!
Harry- What you be sayin' 'bout me and my homies, girl?
Ron-HOLLA!
Hermione-*sigh*
(Hermione puts a spell on them AGAIN.)
Harry- Ok, what just happened?
Ron- Yeah?
Hermione- You were both under the *GASP* CURSE OF THE STUPID LANGUAGES!
Harry- Really?
Ron- Yeah.
(Sappy violin music)
Harry- NEVILLE! STOP PLAYING YOUR DAMN VIOLIN! IT'S GIVING ME A HEADACHE!!
(Neville waks away, crying.)
Hermione- Ok, now what do we do?
Harry- We could all dress like prostitutes... I mean, we can all go into immediate danger like complete morons and dance the Electric Slide.
Ron- Yeah.
Hermione- Can you say anything other than 'Yeah'?
Ron- Yeah.
Hermione-*sigh*
Harry- So you wanna?
Ron- Yeah.
Hermione- Sure.
So off they go, searching the castle high and low until they can find immediate danger and dress like prostitutes, I mean, dance the Electric Slide.
THE END!!!
A/N- I know! It made no sense! But, still, REVIEW!!!