J.K. Rowling owns harry potter. *(sarcastic, disappointed finger-snap)* If
you don't like corny, short, purposeless, un-realistic stories you won't
like it. if you do like those kinds of fics, you won't like it anyway.
Read it still though. It will be ironic. ( don't ya think)? I promise no
more _lanis _orsette puns.
"Hey Harry. Did you ever wonder what we get at graduation in seventh year?" Ron said while scarfing down scrambled eggs at breakfast.
" No actually. You seem to have a tendency to think thoughts in your mind that, in my opinion, aren't that important" said Harry. Ron just looked down at his food, quite hurt.
"I guess you have been too busy thinking to read "Hogwarts, a History. Each graduating seventh year student gets a new wand, each having its own characteristic trait. Some people get animals with auto-spells that have to do with the animal. Ron, you of all people should have known that Percy got a wand bearing his honors on it. So don't try to play the fool in this one" said Hermione.
"He wouldn't have to play very hard would he?" Harry said jokingly.
"What, is it Ron-bashing day or something?" said Ron in defense.
"Oh my little Ronald, we are just joking. Besides, everyday is Ron-bashing day."said Hermione.
"Don't ever call me that again!" yelled Ron. She had once told him that he reminded her of a clown named Ronald who was a mascot of a famous fast-food restaurant back in muggle London*( ha ha ha)*. "I am not a clown freak! You're the freak! You'd think that with your parents being dentists and all, they would've fixed those buckteeth of yours! But no!" yelled Ron in a fit of rage.
"Shut up Ron!" screamed Harry.
Hermione's eyes began to tear and she turned to leave when Ron yelled "Good, leave! You're probably leaving to go cry in the girls' bathroom, like in first year. Or perhaps you'll go to Myrtle's bathroom and become cry-companions*(he he he)*. I never liked you anyway. You pathetic little.Goody Two-Shoe, prude, know-it-all!
And right as Ron was about to reveal that he hated her- she jumped on him and started viciously beating the sh*t out of him
" I am not a goody two-shoes, a know-it-all! And as for prude, you wouldn't know, but Krum would!" Screamed Hermione between angry breaths. "You'lI see!"
Ron, inspecting his battered face, his teeth in particular said, "Maybe I should get your whore mom to fix them. Go kill yourself or something!" said Ron with a smirk that looked more like he's constipated do to his messed up face. "Is that what you'd want? Is that what everyone would want? I mean, why would someone want to live in a world with me? That would make everyone feel a little bit better, huh?" said Hermione in a scary, dead serious tone. Some people around her seemed like she could snap at any moment. "Fine" whispered Hermione as she began to run. "Wait!" yelled harry, running after her. She simply turned around and charmed him with "locomotomortis", binding him, followed by "incendio" which shot bluebell flames at the immobile Harry. Although she had wanted to see how well she performed the higher magic, she knew she had to go somewhere far away, fast. Because this was higher magic*( if it isn't, oh well)*, no one knew how to stop it. By the time a teacher knowing the counter curse came down, some of his skin had been seriously burnt through his robes. He cried and screamed as he thought, ' what did I do'? She ran to Hagrid's hut, and picked up some floo powder. She said clearly and calmly, with an evil smirk, Durmstrang school, Viktor Krum's dormitory!
WHAT'S gonna happen? When I get a few reviews, you'll get a next chapter.
"Hey Harry. Did you ever wonder what we get at graduation in seventh year?" Ron said while scarfing down scrambled eggs at breakfast.
" No actually. You seem to have a tendency to think thoughts in your mind that, in my opinion, aren't that important" said Harry. Ron just looked down at his food, quite hurt.
"I guess you have been too busy thinking to read "Hogwarts, a History. Each graduating seventh year student gets a new wand, each having its own characteristic trait. Some people get animals with auto-spells that have to do with the animal. Ron, you of all people should have known that Percy got a wand bearing his honors on it. So don't try to play the fool in this one" said Hermione.
"He wouldn't have to play very hard would he?" Harry said jokingly.
"What, is it Ron-bashing day or something?" said Ron in defense.
"Oh my little Ronald, we are just joking. Besides, everyday is Ron-bashing day."said Hermione.
"Don't ever call me that again!" yelled Ron. She had once told him that he reminded her of a clown named Ronald who was a mascot of a famous fast-food restaurant back in muggle London*( ha ha ha)*. "I am not a clown freak! You're the freak! You'd think that with your parents being dentists and all, they would've fixed those buckteeth of yours! But no!" yelled Ron in a fit of rage.
"Shut up Ron!" screamed Harry.
Hermione's eyes began to tear and she turned to leave when Ron yelled "Good, leave! You're probably leaving to go cry in the girls' bathroom, like in first year. Or perhaps you'll go to Myrtle's bathroom and become cry-companions*(he he he)*. I never liked you anyway. You pathetic little.Goody Two-Shoe, prude, know-it-all!
And right as Ron was about to reveal that he hated her- she jumped on him and started viciously beating the sh*t out of him
" I am not a goody two-shoes, a know-it-all! And as for prude, you wouldn't know, but Krum would!" Screamed Hermione between angry breaths. "You'lI see!"
Ron, inspecting his battered face, his teeth in particular said, "Maybe I should get your whore mom to fix them. Go kill yourself or something!" said Ron with a smirk that looked more like he's constipated do to his messed up face. "Is that what you'd want? Is that what everyone would want? I mean, why would someone want to live in a world with me? That would make everyone feel a little bit better, huh?" said Hermione in a scary, dead serious tone. Some people around her seemed like she could snap at any moment. "Fine" whispered Hermione as she began to run. "Wait!" yelled harry, running after her. She simply turned around and charmed him with "locomotomortis", binding him, followed by "incendio" which shot bluebell flames at the immobile Harry. Although she had wanted to see how well she performed the higher magic, she knew she had to go somewhere far away, fast. Because this was higher magic*( if it isn't, oh well)*, no one knew how to stop it. By the time a teacher knowing the counter curse came down, some of his skin had been seriously burnt through his robes. He cried and screamed as he thought, ' what did I do'? She ran to Hagrid's hut, and picked up some floo powder. She said clearly and calmly, with an evil smirk, Durmstrang school, Viktor Krum's dormitory!
WHAT'S gonna happen? When I get a few reviews, you'll get a next chapter.