[disclaimer :: I really do wish I owned Harry.. I would be a transfer from beauxbatons and speak with a french accent. But too bad for me, J.K. Rowling owns all the characters!]

[a.n :: I hope you lurve it so far!! It's my own story and I crack up when I read it lol]

// Chapter 3 [D.A.D.A.]





N: eh, hulow?

H: Yes Neville?

N: Where's Hermione?

R: She's throwing up I think.

H: What're you talking about..?

R: Well she seemed to look pretty sick after potions

HR: Having fun in Defense against the d.a.?

H: HERMIONE?

HR: yes?

R: WHERE ARE YOU!?

S: Woah. That biesh is skipping class without us.

N: oh no I hope she doesn't get cought

HR: I'm going to Hogsmead.

R: why?

HR: Because I need butterbeer

H: oh my poop, she's addicted

S: I knew it

HR: I'm just thirsty for something besides pumpkin juice!

R: uh huh suuuure

N: Will you get me some candy at Zonko's?

HR: What do you think?

N: Thanks!

HR: Er-

H: Do we need to buy you butterbeer patches Hermione?

HR: Harry would you shut up

H: yes ma'am

HR: Oh I hope you don't mind Harry, but I kindof borrowed you're invisibility cloak

H: Thanks for asking.

R: Please babe, get me a chocolate frog!

HR: Uh- I'll think about it

S: Are there such things as butterbeer patches?

N: no moron

S: can it fatty

N: lick my arse

S: sick dude, you win

HR: Hey calm down!

H & R: hahahahahahaha

*silence*

H: Hermione?

HR: do I want to know?

H: probably not..

HR: That's what I thought.

R: Harry

H: yes?

R: I know where you sleep.

H: oh really? me too.

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