It has been a while since you could enjoy a Phantom Z story fresh from
the Notepad oven, but here it is. I have two other stories planned, neither
of which are Harry Potter :(, but I will never ditch this story. :)
If you want disclaimers, go somewhere else, like a made-up country
named Disclameria.
Chapter Five:Exotic Food and More Mental Breakdowns
"Your punishment will be.... Forget it I have better things to do."Voldemort
decided.
"Like what?"Lucius inquired.
"Like making my evil plans!Now get out before I call Aluminus Comitus for
help."
Everyone gulped. They knew who Aluminus Comitus was.So they started
doing their useless jobs in Voldie's Castle.
* * *
Back at Hogwarts, everyone was running around in circles because of Sirius
Black being there.
"Dumbledore, can you stop this?"Sirius asked.
"Da da da da!Hippie Jesus to the rescue!"(1),said Dumbledore, putting on a
red clown nose and taking off his clothes.(2)
Nobody knows if Dumbledore was in one of his mental breakdowns then,
because it did manage to stop the students. But its not everyday that you see
a red-nosed old guy run around naked chanting"The Power of the Olive Gar-
den will rule all grocery stores!".
When he was done, he resumed his position at the head table, not even the
least bit embarassed that he was lacking clothes.
"By the way, I wasn't kidding about the Power of the Olive Garden. It will
probably be taught to you by :).And one last note, in case you are curious,
I will reveal my age now."
There was a moment of extreme tension in the Great Hall.
"I am very old. Go to bed you unmotivated morons."
And as everyone was leaving the tables, Dumbledore noticed the clock and
called the Hall back.
"Never mind. Its time for breakfast."
Everyone looked up at the clock and saw that it said 8:00. Underneath this
clock was a picture of Some Guy, and an inscription that said,"Clocks don't
lie." So everyone sat down and ate the special high in Shitein and Vitamin Q
Snot Porridge.
Down the table from Harry, Colin Creevey was drawing attention. If he doesn't
get to bed before 11:00 he pees every five minutes. Right now he was making
weird moaning noises and shaking and dousing that section of tablecloth.
Harry tore his eyes away from this and ate some Cow Dung Cakes, thinking
'whatever happened to those cauldron cakes', before checking his schedule.
"Ahh! Shit!"he yelled, seeing Potions at the top for today. He dropped his spoon
into the Exotic Mystery Soup and ran like to the tower.
Wait, I need a damn cliffhanger.Uh.
He opened the door to his dormitory and saw...
(1)Me and my friend were flipping channels and we came accross a movie with
a drunk guy who looked like Jesus as a hippie. Remember this: Hippie Jesus ran
from red people with scissors. It will be somewhat important.
(2)No, I am not a pervert. It is not my pleasure to put nude old people in my stories,
but I'm running low on ideas.
Review for God's sake, review!I WILL give you a cookie, by the Power of the Olive
Garden, I will!
the Notepad oven, but here it is. I have two other stories planned, neither
of which are Harry Potter :(, but I will never ditch this story. :)
If you want disclaimers, go somewhere else, like a made-up country
named Disclameria.
Chapter Five:Exotic Food and More Mental Breakdowns
"Your punishment will be.... Forget it I have better things to do."Voldemort
decided.
"Like what?"Lucius inquired.
"Like making my evil plans!Now get out before I call Aluminus Comitus for
help."
Everyone gulped. They knew who Aluminus Comitus was.So they started
doing their useless jobs in Voldie's Castle.
* * *
Back at Hogwarts, everyone was running around in circles because of Sirius
Black being there.
"Dumbledore, can you stop this?"Sirius asked.
"Da da da da!Hippie Jesus to the rescue!"(1),said Dumbledore, putting on a
red clown nose and taking off his clothes.(2)
Nobody knows if Dumbledore was in one of his mental breakdowns then,
because it did manage to stop the students. But its not everyday that you see
a red-nosed old guy run around naked chanting"The Power of the Olive Gar-
den will rule all grocery stores!".
When he was done, he resumed his position at the head table, not even the
least bit embarassed that he was lacking clothes.
"By the way, I wasn't kidding about the Power of the Olive Garden. It will
probably be taught to you by :).And one last note, in case you are curious,
I will reveal my age now."
There was a moment of extreme tension in the Great Hall.
"I am very old. Go to bed you unmotivated morons."
And as everyone was leaving the tables, Dumbledore noticed the clock and
called the Hall back.
"Never mind. Its time for breakfast."
Everyone looked up at the clock and saw that it said 8:00. Underneath this
clock was a picture of Some Guy, and an inscription that said,"Clocks don't
lie." So everyone sat down and ate the special high in Shitein and Vitamin Q
Snot Porridge.
Down the table from Harry, Colin Creevey was drawing attention. If he doesn't
get to bed before 11:00 he pees every five minutes. Right now he was making
weird moaning noises and shaking and dousing that section of tablecloth.
Harry tore his eyes away from this and ate some Cow Dung Cakes, thinking
'whatever happened to those cauldron cakes', before checking his schedule.
"Ahh! Shit!"he yelled, seeing Potions at the top for today. He dropped his spoon
into the Exotic Mystery Soup and ran like to the tower.
Wait, I need a damn cliffhanger.Uh.
He opened the door to his dormitory and saw...
(1)Me and my friend were flipping channels and we came accross a movie with
a drunk guy who looked like Jesus as a hippie. Remember this: Hippie Jesus ran
from red people with scissors. It will be somewhat important.
(2)No, I am not a pervert. It is not my pleasure to put nude old people in my stories,
but I'm running low on ideas.
Review for God's sake, review!I WILL give you a cookie, by the Power of the Olive
Garden, I will!