Hey yall! Someone has just informed me that not everyone listens to
Eminem...YEAH RIGHT! Next thing you know...she'll be telling me that
Mushroom mountain isn't in Vermont!!! I'm just kidding yall...from here on
out, NO MORE EMINEM!!!! (wow!) I shall go back to my original funniness!
(did I have any?)
Dumbledore sent Harry and Draco an owl that arrived during Draco's pouting about not being Dr. Dra-co
Harry read it and looked up horrified...
"I'm sooo sorry Ron." Harry said as he handed the letter to Ron.
It read: Dear Mr. Potter, Malfoy, and Weasley, It has come to my attention that Draco has been disrupting most of his classes and the teachers are getting quite mad, so as a solution to this problem I have decided to excuse Harry and Draco from all further classed until the problem at hand desists. I do realize that Harry is probably getting a little crazy, himself from not having much contact with friends, and therefore I shall also excuse Ron Wesley from his classes. He shall be moving in with Draco and Harry and should have all of his stuff packed by 7:00 this afternoon. From: ME! You nimrods!
Ron gulped and looked up. (I HAD to move Ron in...It's because of his AWESOME red hair! *see...I like red hair!*)
They told Draco the news and he acted unfazed...in fact the only thing he did was get off the couch and go sit in the chair.
Harry and Ron shook their heads and watched Draco as he leaned backwards in the chair and hummed a tune of...(I CAN'T SAY IT!) of...(AHHHHH! IT'S KILLING ME!) of...MOBY! (tear!) And then Ron ran off to pack.
While Ron was gone...(HEY! That rhymed! OH NO! It reminds me of...of...the OTHER He who must not be named! ::cough:eminem:cough::
Draco continued to lean back at a dangerous angle in his chair. Harry watched anxiously afraid that Draco would fall and give himself further brain damage. Back and back he leaned...and then BARK! He fell. Harry expected him to start screaming, or to curse the chair...but to his surprise, He started to LAUGH hysterically.
Harry watched in pure amazement as a still laughing Draco got back into the chair and started to lean back again. Harry lost interest after a while and Draco finally calmed himself down only to (BARK!) fall again, AND laugh hysterically again. Harry watched, not daring to ask, as Draco continued the same routine twelve times.
Draco got back on the chair again and was leaning over too far as Ron opened the door and threw his stuff on the new bed that had appeared soon after he left. This time when Draco fell over backwards, he fell out of shock and did not laugh, instead he looked back at the chair with a glare (TEAR! IT RHYMED!) and said, "It isn't funny anymore!"
Harry and Ron turned to eachother and shrugged, he was talking to a chair. Draco got up and sat on the couch again as Ron put is stuff away. Draco sat and pouted for about ten minutes and them in a stroke of genius...he ran to retrieve the telephone booth that Ron had refused to be for Halloween.
"Harry," Draco said, "Teach me how to use this!"
Harry looked at the phone booth and then at Draco and then at the phone and then at Draco and then at the phone and then at Ron and then at the phone and then at Draco and then at the phone.
"Uhhhhhhhh..." He stared, "wellll..okay?"
He told Draco about all of the buttons and then showed him the phone book and how each person had their own number, and if you punched that number in the phone you could get in touch with that person. Draco watched, amazed at this piece of muggle technology.
Draco was too afraid to use the phone when Harry thought he was ready but he did sit and read the phone book all day, occasionally yelling things like, "oh WOW! Frank Johnson...837-9494! HOLY COW!" and, "DANIELL RADCLIFFE 348-9208! WHAT AN ODD NAME!" and "Sean Biggerstaff...290-6703!!! He sounds familiar!"
After Draco tried his first "Call And Hang Up" phone call...Harry knew he was ready...ready for the BEST darned thing that you can do with a phone in phone history!!! He taught him how to order PIZZA!!!
Sooo...Draco called PIZZA ROOF!!!
::RING:RING::
"Hello you have reached Pizza Roof! How may I help you?" Came the cheery voice of the phone answering person. (let's call him Bob)
"ummmm...I'll have a big Mac with extra cheese and lettuce please." Draco said.
"I'm sorry sir this is PIZZA Roof...We sell PIZZA!" Bob explained.
"oh...what KIND of pizza?" Draco asked.
"Ummm...Today we have a special on cheesy cheese pizza for half off." Bob said.
"I shall not be swayed by your sweet words." Draco replied.
"ummm... Sir, I was just telling you Pizza Roof's specials!" Bob explained confused.
"And what is the telephone number of this 'Pizza Roof' that you speak of?" Draco asked.
Poor Bob was soooo confused that he gave Draco the phone number to Pizza Roof and hung up. Draco wrote the number down and dialed it. Bob picked up the ringing phone.
"hello?" asked Bob.
"hello?" asked Draco.
"Ummmm.would you like to order a pizza sir?" Asked bob.
"WHAY ARE YOU CALLING ME???" asked Draco slamming the phone down. He then calmly picked the phone back up and dialed again.
"Pizza Roof!" Bob answered.
"You're a pizza roof?" Draco asked confused.
"No, sir, that's the name of this company." Bob explained.
"If I order this pizza that you keep mentioning...will I get to keep the box?" asked Draco.
"why...yes sir" Bob answered and Draco breathed a sigh of relief.
"Ok then, I'll have a medium pizza with MUSHROOMS, and 52 pepperoni slices prepared in a fractional pattern as follows from the equation y= x multiplied by the square root of 7 divided by the greater value of 12. Please put the crust on top this time! Oh and NO MUSHROOMS please." Draco ordered. "Do you need me to repeat that?"
"Um, sir, I have a couple of questions-" Bob started.
"That'll be $10.75! Please drive around to the front window!" Draco interrupted.
"Ummm...NO YOU ORDERED THE PIZZA! Ummm...Let's see...where do you want it delivered?" Bob said forgetting about asking Draco what he meant.
"Hmmm...Deliver it to number 4 Privet Drive. There, an owl will be sitting to the mail-box with your money, strap the box to the owl's foot and then leave, and remember, we NEVER had this conversation." Draco informed and hung up before poor Bob could ask any questions.
Three hours later Draco, Harry, and Ron were chomping down on pizza!!
WOW!!!! THAT'S MY FAVORITE CHAPTER YET! And Eminem has leaked his way out of my system!! (okay, I lied.)
BYERZ!!!
Dumbledore sent Harry and Draco an owl that arrived during Draco's pouting about not being Dr. Dra-co
Harry read it and looked up horrified...
"I'm sooo sorry Ron." Harry said as he handed the letter to Ron.
It read: Dear Mr. Potter, Malfoy, and Weasley, It has come to my attention that Draco has been disrupting most of his classes and the teachers are getting quite mad, so as a solution to this problem I have decided to excuse Harry and Draco from all further classed until the problem at hand desists. I do realize that Harry is probably getting a little crazy, himself from not having much contact with friends, and therefore I shall also excuse Ron Wesley from his classes. He shall be moving in with Draco and Harry and should have all of his stuff packed by 7:00 this afternoon. From: ME! You nimrods!
Ron gulped and looked up. (I HAD to move Ron in...It's because of his AWESOME red hair! *see...I like red hair!*)
They told Draco the news and he acted unfazed...in fact the only thing he did was get off the couch and go sit in the chair.
Harry and Ron shook their heads and watched Draco as he leaned backwards in the chair and hummed a tune of...(I CAN'T SAY IT!) of...(AHHHHH! IT'S KILLING ME!) of...MOBY! (tear!) And then Ron ran off to pack.
While Ron was gone...(HEY! That rhymed! OH NO! It reminds me of...of...the OTHER He who must not be named! ::cough:eminem:cough::
Draco continued to lean back at a dangerous angle in his chair. Harry watched anxiously afraid that Draco would fall and give himself further brain damage. Back and back he leaned...and then BARK! He fell. Harry expected him to start screaming, or to curse the chair...but to his surprise, He started to LAUGH hysterically.
Harry watched in pure amazement as a still laughing Draco got back into the chair and started to lean back again. Harry lost interest after a while and Draco finally calmed himself down only to (BARK!) fall again, AND laugh hysterically again. Harry watched, not daring to ask, as Draco continued the same routine twelve times.
Draco got back on the chair again and was leaning over too far as Ron opened the door and threw his stuff on the new bed that had appeared soon after he left. This time when Draco fell over backwards, he fell out of shock and did not laugh, instead he looked back at the chair with a glare (TEAR! IT RHYMED!) and said, "It isn't funny anymore!"
Harry and Ron turned to eachother and shrugged, he was talking to a chair. Draco got up and sat on the couch again as Ron put is stuff away. Draco sat and pouted for about ten minutes and them in a stroke of genius...he ran to retrieve the telephone booth that Ron had refused to be for Halloween.
"Harry," Draco said, "Teach me how to use this!"
Harry looked at the phone booth and then at Draco and then at the phone and then at Draco and then at the phone and then at Ron and then at the phone and then at Draco and then at the phone.
"Uhhhhhhhh..." He stared, "wellll..okay?"
He told Draco about all of the buttons and then showed him the phone book and how each person had their own number, and if you punched that number in the phone you could get in touch with that person. Draco watched, amazed at this piece of muggle technology.
Draco was too afraid to use the phone when Harry thought he was ready but he did sit and read the phone book all day, occasionally yelling things like, "oh WOW! Frank Johnson...837-9494! HOLY COW!" and, "DANIELL RADCLIFFE 348-9208! WHAT AN ODD NAME!" and "Sean Biggerstaff...290-6703!!! He sounds familiar!"
After Draco tried his first "Call And Hang Up" phone call...Harry knew he was ready...ready for the BEST darned thing that you can do with a phone in phone history!!! He taught him how to order PIZZA!!!
Sooo...Draco called PIZZA ROOF!!!
::RING:RING::
"Hello you have reached Pizza Roof! How may I help you?" Came the cheery voice of the phone answering person. (let's call him Bob)
"ummmm...I'll have a big Mac with extra cheese and lettuce please." Draco said.
"I'm sorry sir this is PIZZA Roof...We sell PIZZA!" Bob explained.
"oh...what KIND of pizza?" Draco asked.
"Ummm...Today we have a special on cheesy cheese pizza for half off." Bob said.
"I shall not be swayed by your sweet words." Draco replied.
"ummm... Sir, I was just telling you Pizza Roof's specials!" Bob explained confused.
"And what is the telephone number of this 'Pizza Roof' that you speak of?" Draco asked.
Poor Bob was soooo confused that he gave Draco the phone number to Pizza Roof and hung up. Draco wrote the number down and dialed it. Bob picked up the ringing phone.
"hello?" asked Bob.
"hello?" asked Draco.
"Ummmm.would you like to order a pizza sir?" Asked bob.
"WHAY ARE YOU CALLING ME???" asked Draco slamming the phone down. He then calmly picked the phone back up and dialed again.
"Pizza Roof!" Bob answered.
"You're a pizza roof?" Draco asked confused.
"No, sir, that's the name of this company." Bob explained.
"If I order this pizza that you keep mentioning...will I get to keep the box?" asked Draco.
"why...yes sir" Bob answered and Draco breathed a sigh of relief.
"Ok then, I'll have a medium pizza with MUSHROOMS, and 52 pepperoni slices prepared in a fractional pattern as follows from the equation y= x multiplied by the square root of 7 divided by the greater value of 12. Please put the crust on top this time! Oh and NO MUSHROOMS please." Draco ordered. "Do you need me to repeat that?"
"Um, sir, I have a couple of questions-" Bob started.
"That'll be $10.75! Please drive around to the front window!" Draco interrupted.
"Ummm...NO YOU ORDERED THE PIZZA! Ummm...Let's see...where do you want it delivered?" Bob said forgetting about asking Draco what he meant.
"Hmmm...Deliver it to number 4 Privet Drive. There, an owl will be sitting to the mail-box with your money, strap the box to the owl's foot and then leave, and remember, we NEVER had this conversation." Draco informed and hung up before poor Bob could ask any questions.
Three hours later Draco, Harry, and Ron were chomping down on pizza!!
WOW!!!! THAT'S MY FAVORITE CHAPTER YET! And Eminem has leaked his way out of my system!! (okay, I lied.)
BYERZ!!!