(I don't own Harry Potter, JK Rowling does.)
Tragic Tales of Teenagers Chapter Three Super Hero
When Hermione woke up, Pari was sitting on the ledge of her window. She put on a golden robe that was lying on the foot of her bed. She reached her arms out the open window to grab for the owl. Unfortunately, she lost her footing and fell out. She toppled down onto the lower roof. Her room was on the second story of her house.
Shook up from the fall, Hermione got to her feet and dusted herself off.
"How am I going to get down from here?" Hermione whined. Her window was too high up and the ground was too far down. It looked like she was stuck.
Harry Potter sat on a pillow. He was doing some yoga when he saw his crystal ball glowing purple.
"Looks like someone is in trouble!" Harry said happily.
"Oh, and you are happy about that?" Harry asked himself.
"Well.I.shut up!" Harry hollered back to himself.
Harry Potter was slightly odd. Ever since he fell off his broom during a Quidditch match earlier that year, he had been having some mental problems. The doctor assured him he would be completely better soon though. It used to be much worse, Harry would pick on himself and call himself names. He'd beat himself up and even give himself wedgies. Now, it wasn't as bad. He just occasionally talked to himself like many people do. In a day or two, he is supposed to be better.
Harry gazed into his crystal ball. Hermione's face appeared. So Harry pulled off his shirt and pants. Everything was tight fitted clothing. Hot pink pants with black boots, a kiwi green shirt, and an electric blue cape with a yellow lightning bolt on it. Everyone called Harry a hero so he decided to start dressing like one. He even programmed a crystal ball to tell him when friends and family were in danger. Harry thought he was a super-hero like in comic books.
Harry hopped onto his broom and raced to Hermione's place. His broom was faster than ever. It was the new Brisk 2000, the fastest broom on the market. It was super shiny and very flashy.
Up on Hermione's roof, Harry skidded to a halt.
"Hello there. How did you get here?" asked Harry. "By the way, I love the new haircut."
"Thanks. I fell trying to get to that dumb bird," Hermione replied. "Can I have a lift or something?"
Harry said yes and let Hermione get on the broom to fly up to her window. Hermione had to sit in an odd position because of what she was wearing.
When Hermione was back inside her room with her owl, she said, "Harry, we've got to do something about that outfit." Harry smiled and rode off.
Quickly, Hermione opened the letter that was in Pari's beak.
::Dear Hermione, If you must know, the girl is Allie. I doubt you know her but maybe you could meet her sometime soon. She is really nice and I'm sure you two would be great friends. Ron::
"Allie?" Hermione said aloud. She had never heard of the girl before and was curious about her. With a sigh, Hermione put down the note and put on some clothes: a black miniskirt and a blood-red long-sleeved shirt.
Hermione pulled out her phone book with the intentions of finding out who Allie was. Then she realized she didn't know her last name. There must've been a ton of people named Allie. Besides, her number was probably listed under her parent's name. So Hermione just went to a movie: Lost Lives, an R rated movie.
Back at Harry's place, the phone rang.
"Hello?"
"Hi Harry, it's Ron."
"Oh. How are you?"
"Good. Er.have you been to see Hermione?"
"Yes."
"Well, how is she? I think she is taking everything the wrong way. I told you about everything that happened: the letters and the ice cream shop. Remember?"
"Yeah, I remember. I went and saw her this morning. She was stuck on the roof. Ron, I have to let you go. My wax is ready. Bye."
"Bye Harry."
Harry walked into the bathroom and got some wax out of the sink that was full of steaming hot water. He stuck a stick into the wax and stirred it around until it was easier to use. Then he pulled off his spandex pants, which wasn't an easy job. He applied the hot wax to his leg and then covered it with some type of paper stuff. After smoothing the paper out onto his leg, he took a deep breath and pulled.
"Ouch!" Harry screamed in a high pitch voice.
He was sick of his leg hair poking through his super-hero pants so he was getting it all off. After he had waxed both of his legs completely, he rubbed his hands over his legs.
"It's baby bottom smooth!" he said smiling.
After putting his pants back on, Harry turned up the music on his stereo. It was playing "Hey Baby" by No Doubt. Harry started singing in the best girlie voice he could muster.
"I'm the kinda girl that hangs with the guys. Like a fly on the wall with my secret eyes.."
"Hey baby hey baby hey!"
Harry jumped on his bed and swung his arms all around. He looked in the mirror and winked at himself. Then he turned around and started shaking his butt. After the song he cheered. Then he walked over to his window and mooned the people down below on the sidewalk. Someone even threw a quarter at him.
Ron pulled up right next to his window on his broom. It was a Grinder 450. It's not the best broom, but it's really cool. The handle is red with neat designs on it.
"Wow, where did the sun go?" Ron laughed. "My family is taking me on vacation to LeKeys, that awesome beach a ton of people from Hogwarts are going to. Mum said I could invite all my friends. Ginny said she would call Hermione. So what about you, want to come? It'll be a ton of fun."
"Count me in. When is it?" Harry replied.
"Day after tomorrow is when we are leaving. Short notice, I know. But better sooner than later. Better start packing tomorrow and then meet me at my house. I'll let you know what time. Gotta go, I told Mum I'd be back straight away," Ron said. Harry watched him fly off on his broom.
Harry looked in the mirror at himself.
"You look so cool," he said.
He then struck a super-hero pose and spun around. He sat back down and began reading a book called Leaves of Fall. It was some type of relaxing yoga-related book. He looked up at the picture of Cho Chang that was on his desk. He smiled and said, "I'm your Superman, baby!"
Tragic Tales of Teenagers Chapter Three Super Hero
When Hermione woke up, Pari was sitting on the ledge of her window. She put on a golden robe that was lying on the foot of her bed. She reached her arms out the open window to grab for the owl. Unfortunately, she lost her footing and fell out. She toppled down onto the lower roof. Her room was on the second story of her house.
Shook up from the fall, Hermione got to her feet and dusted herself off.
"How am I going to get down from here?" Hermione whined. Her window was too high up and the ground was too far down. It looked like she was stuck.
Harry Potter sat on a pillow. He was doing some yoga when he saw his crystal ball glowing purple.
"Looks like someone is in trouble!" Harry said happily.
"Oh, and you are happy about that?" Harry asked himself.
"Well.I.shut up!" Harry hollered back to himself.
Harry Potter was slightly odd. Ever since he fell off his broom during a Quidditch match earlier that year, he had been having some mental problems. The doctor assured him he would be completely better soon though. It used to be much worse, Harry would pick on himself and call himself names. He'd beat himself up and even give himself wedgies. Now, it wasn't as bad. He just occasionally talked to himself like many people do. In a day or two, he is supposed to be better.
Harry gazed into his crystal ball. Hermione's face appeared. So Harry pulled off his shirt and pants. Everything was tight fitted clothing. Hot pink pants with black boots, a kiwi green shirt, and an electric blue cape with a yellow lightning bolt on it. Everyone called Harry a hero so he decided to start dressing like one. He even programmed a crystal ball to tell him when friends and family were in danger. Harry thought he was a super-hero like in comic books.
Harry hopped onto his broom and raced to Hermione's place. His broom was faster than ever. It was the new Brisk 2000, the fastest broom on the market. It was super shiny and very flashy.
Up on Hermione's roof, Harry skidded to a halt.
"Hello there. How did you get here?" asked Harry. "By the way, I love the new haircut."
"Thanks. I fell trying to get to that dumb bird," Hermione replied. "Can I have a lift or something?"
Harry said yes and let Hermione get on the broom to fly up to her window. Hermione had to sit in an odd position because of what she was wearing.
When Hermione was back inside her room with her owl, she said, "Harry, we've got to do something about that outfit." Harry smiled and rode off.
Quickly, Hermione opened the letter that was in Pari's beak.
::Dear Hermione, If you must know, the girl is Allie. I doubt you know her but maybe you could meet her sometime soon. She is really nice and I'm sure you two would be great friends. Ron::
"Allie?" Hermione said aloud. She had never heard of the girl before and was curious about her. With a sigh, Hermione put down the note and put on some clothes: a black miniskirt and a blood-red long-sleeved shirt.
Hermione pulled out her phone book with the intentions of finding out who Allie was. Then she realized she didn't know her last name. There must've been a ton of people named Allie. Besides, her number was probably listed under her parent's name. So Hermione just went to a movie: Lost Lives, an R rated movie.
Back at Harry's place, the phone rang.
"Hello?"
"Hi Harry, it's Ron."
"Oh. How are you?"
"Good. Er.have you been to see Hermione?"
"Yes."
"Well, how is she? I think she is taking everything the wrong way. I told you about everything that happened: the letters and the ice cream shop. Remember?"
"Yeah, I remember. I went and saw her this morning. She was stuck on the roof. Ron, I have to let you go. My wax is ready. Bye."
"Bye Harry."
Harry walked into the bathroom and got some wax out of the sink that was full of steaming hot water. He stuck a stick into the wax and stirred it around until it was easier to use. Then he pulled off his spandex pants, which wasn't an easy job. He applied the hot wax to his leg and then covered it with some type of paper stuff. After smoothing the paper out onto his leg, he took a deep breath and pulled.
"Ouch!" Harry screamed in a high pitch voice.
He was sick of his leg hair poking through his super-hero pants so he was getting it all off. After he had waxed both of his legs completely, he rubbed his hands over his legs.
"It's baby bottom smooth!" he said smiling.
After putting his pants back on, Harry turned up the music on his stereo. It was playing "Hey Baby" by No Doubt. Harry started singing in the best girlie voice he could muster.
"I'm the kinda girl that hangs with the guys. Like a fly on the wall with my secret eyes.."
"Hey baby hey baby hey!"
Harry jumped on his bed and swung his arms all around. He looked in the mirror and winked at himself. Then he turned around and started shaking his butt. After the song he cheered. Then he walked over to his window and mooned the people down below on the sidewalk. Someone even threw a quarter at him.
Ron pulled up right next to his window on his broom. It was a Grinder 450. It's not the best broom, but it's really cool. The handle is red with neat designs on it.
"Wow, where did the sun go?" Ron laughed. "My family is taking me on vacation to LeKeys, that awesome beach a ton of people from Hogwarts are going to. Mum said I could invite all my friends. Ginny said she would call Hermione. So what about you, want to come? It'll be a ton of fun."
"Count me in. When is it?" Harry replied.
"Day after tomorrow is when we are leaving. Short notice, I know. But better sooner than later. Better start packing tomorrow and then meet me at my house. I'll let you know what time. Gotta go, I told Mum I'd be back straight away," Ron said. Harry watched him fly off on his broom.
Harry looked in the mirror at himself.
"You look so cool," he said.
He then struck a super-hero pose and spun around. He sat back down and began reading a book called Leaves of Fall. It was some type of relaxing yoga-related book. He looked up at the picture of Cho Chang that was on his desk. He smiled and said, "I'm your Superman, baby!"