A/N: I FEEL STOOPID... I lost my disc... the one that held this fan fic... so meeh sorry. I'm back from my weird vacation... away from this fan fic. So I'll try to write more. I promise... and please R/R I might be moving this story to a different username... Please be aware of that. (and I have the habit of using ... a little too much)

Disclaimer: I will never own the HP characters... but I will own Draco soon... ::smiles evilly:: JK

Chapter 5 - The Guacamole Virus

Narrator: And so ends our game of Red Rover.

Audience: [crying]

Sexy Beast: What happened?

Narrator: The Gryffindors have catched a disease...

DUN DUN DUN

Snape: [throws popcorn at Narrator] Continue...

Narrator: [silently] the... [loudly] GUACAMOLE VIRUS

Audience: [gasping]

Dude with the Hat: What the hell is that?

Narrator: It's when... they cough at the same time... from eating too much... and running into each others arms... very contagious.

Snape: [throws popcorn at Narrator] That's what the game of Red Rover is all about... running into each other arms... and then... falling in l-

Audience: [looking strangely at Professor Snape]

Narrator: Anyways, the students have returned to the school... never finishing their game of Red Rover. We join the group of Slytherins. The group of Slytherins that rarely get mentioned...

Malfoy: Damn Saint Potter... ruined our game

Pansy: Only because you had a chance... witht that... that girl

Malfoy: I have a chance with anyone...

Narrator: The sexy beast magically appears...

Sexy Beast: oh... because you're sooo sexy. Try Lucky Charms... they're magically contagious!

Pansy: What's that supposed to mean?

Narrator: And we go on to the Gryffindor Common Room...

Phoebe: Why is my name Phoebe? What's up with that?

Gryffindors: [looking at her mysteriously]

Phoebe: For now on, my name will be Chrysanthenum. or...Chryssie... for short.

Paige: Hello Chryssie.

Chryssie: Hello... your in need of a name change too... hmm... lets see...Colleen. That's better... and Piper... your name can be... [cough]

Piper: What do you mean by [cough]?

Chryssie: [cough] Camille.... there you go. Camille. Fits you perfectly...

Camille: What do you mean?

Narrator: And so... Phoebe, Paige, and Piper have changed their names. Very crazy, if you ask me.

Colleen: That's right... what about Monkey?

Monkey: I prefer my name to be LADY Monkey. [smiles evilly] BUAHAHAHA

Narrator: Some kind of oddness... Now lets go into the teachers lounge...

Snape: Damn Guacamole Virus... is there any cure?

Dumbledore: I believe... there is not.

McGonagall: Send the Gryffindor Students to the Hospital Wing. They'll be much better.

Dumbledore: Why did I think of that?

Narrator: And so all the Gryffindor students are sent to the Hospital Wing. The Slytherin students are situated on the couch.

Malfoy: I have to admit that I like... Phoebe.

!Narrator!Chryssie: IT'S CHRYSANTHENUM! CHRYSSIE, FOR SHORT!

Malfoy: Where did that come from?

!Narrator!Chryssie: [cough] Me, Chryssie... now pronounce my name right... OR ELSE

Malfoy: Or else what?

!Narrator!Chryssie: Or else... you'll get the Guacamole Virus... MENTALLY

Malfoy: Yeah right...

!Narrator!Chryssie: [cough] Have... fun! [disappears]

Narrator: Draco Malfoy had caught the virus. The virus from the one he loves... the virus... that he caught from Phoebe

!Narrator!Chryssie: CHRYSSIE! CHRYSSIE! Do you want to lose your job?

Narrator: No...

!Narrator!Chryssie: Then say my name right! [disappears]

Narrator: And... Draco Malfoy gets sent to the hospital wing.

Malfoy: Great... my bed's right next to Saint Potter.

Narrator: Then... something/someone has entered the room...

Chryssie: The light! The light! (A/N juss gimme the light... eep back 2 story) [hides under blanket]

Stranger: Draco Malfoy... Draco Malfoy...

Malfoy: Who are you? What are you? How do you know me? Why are you here? Where am I? When is this going to end?

Stranger: [reveals himself] I am [evilly said] VOLDERMORT! [runs around the room]

Malfoy: Oh Merlin... shut the hell up.

Voldemort: I know a cure for this disease...

Gryffindors and Malfoy: YOU DO?

Voldemort: Harry has to give me his scar... his sexy little scar.

Harry: MY... my scar?

Voldemort: Yes that sexy little thing... GIVE IT TO ME GIVE IT TO ME!

Harry: [peels of scar from his head]

Ron: That thing is fake???

Harry: Of course it is... why would I want to have a scar on my head.

Scar: DON'T MAKE FUN OF ME!

Harry: [hands scar to Voldemort]

Voldemort: [sticks scar to head and runs away]

Narrator: They don't look cured... They don't look cured at all...

Pomfrey: Gasp... they're not sick... they have some kind of sickness....

Dumbledore: What is it?

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A/N I'm sorry... but it's almost time for me to go to school... So please Review... so I can read the reviews later.

Disclaimer: I do not own HP and guacamole

A/N: And it's called the Guacamole virus, because guacamole is such a funny word.