Harry smiled at the muffin. The muffin was SO shiny. … Okay it wasn't shiny. But it was a COOL muffin. So ANYHOO. Harry, now, was smiling at the muffin, right? Yes, right! So while he's grinning like a fool, Snape comes by, scowling his sexy evil scowl, kicking rocks.

YES Sev kicks rocks. And do you know why? Because Luscious Lucius INSULTED HIS HAIR! Yessireee. So now our precious Sevviekins is pissed off. Away to the dungeons he goes while Harry… well let's not get into what Harry's doing with the muffin now.

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LET'S MOVE ON TO DRACO!

Yes, Draco. Draco, Draco, Draco, Draco Malfoy. Sexy beast and damn good hopscotch player. Right now Draco is in his bedroom, playing…. Oh dear. Let's not see Draco either, kay?

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ONTO  THE PUDDLEMERE UNITED LOCKER ROOMS! Oliver, at the moment is… taking a SHOWER Let's take the moment to squeal, sigh, and drool in that appreciative order.

Squeal….

Sigh….

Drool….

Okay! We're done. That hot tush is about to be shown off and I wanna keep this PG.

… Yay! Harry and the muffin are finished! Let's resume the fic!

Harry grabbed the muffin after… finishing STUFF and decided to play a game. But first he was going to need his two best friends, the supporting characters, and Draco Malfoy, his Antagonist. Harry is our Protagonist and he can't carry a story by himself!

I hear they weigh a lot.

Harry skips happily across the school grounds, coming upon Hermione, one of his best friends, reading a book. It must be very interesting, because she doesn't want to spend any time around Harry or the muffin. Harry tries to peak at the title, since she has it covered. He thinks it's called something like "Karmel Suits" but he can't be too sure.

Harry leaves the girl to her book, and drags the muffin around to the Quidditch Pitch, laughing at the spectacle before him.

He found the left half of his glasses. He lost them earlier.

And… a … SQUIRREL… he believes… is trying to… eat them.

Let's not get into that. Harry then spotted his friend Ron Weasley, who was trying to fly his broom.

Unfortunately for Ron, he grabbed one of the brooms from Filch's closet instead of his racing broom from the Quidditch Lockers.

He didn't want to go into the Quidditch Locker Rooms. And I don't blame him. Who DOES like to go into a place where your oldest professors are having a quick sha-… er… snog?

Yeah. Snog.

Hehe. Right.

ANYHOO! Harry sighed, throwing the muffin at Ron's head because he's an idiot! Ron cried out in pain and Harry screamed like a girl.

A chocolate chip from the muffin had FALLEN OFF!

Harry, the heroic boy he is, ran quick as a bunny on speed can hop, to the Hospital Wing, to see Madam Pomfrey.

She just tried putting big white bandages on Harry's head to hide his scar, so Harry left since she refused to see the patient.

Harry headed to the Kitchens.

Where he saw… oh no. ?It's Dobby! Dobby the HouseElf who wants nothing more than to please Harry. But… Uh oh. Harry just tried to kill Dobby.

The HouseElf ate Harry's muffin.

Poor Muffin.

THE END!

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