Author's note:
I would like to be the first one to tell you that NO, this isn't going to be a Harry/Hermione story. I am trying to make it as much a Harry Potter book as possible, so don't get any ideas about a huge soap opera like how cutiecrookshanks predicted. NO, Hermione will not be carrying Harry's child. That's sick and unethical.
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                                                             Chapter Eleven

                                                   If you're happy and you know it
"Not again!" shouted out Jaclyn and Uncle Vernon.
"Oh yeah, I got really bored one day..." said Tessa. "Read one of the letters Harry, I think it's for you!"
Harry grabbed a handful of the envelopes and opened them one by one. They all had the same thing in them. Little badges that read "Harry Potter Really Really Stinks". They were the badges that Dennis and Colin tried to "fix".

Then, again, thousands more letters pelted themselves at Harry. They said "Sorry Harry, we tried to fix the badges again, and we accidentally sent them to you. Have a happy Holiday! –Colin and Dennis"

"Who is this? This Colin and Dennis?" shouted Uncle Vernon, who now had a plum red face.

"It's um, some friends. They aren't very bright." Harry explained.

Uncle Vernon's face, if it was possible, grew even redder. Even redder than Jaclyn's sunburn. But that's beside the point. "you are going somewhere, don't care where, but somewhere! You are leaving by tonight!".

"okay, sure. Come on, Tessa, Jaclyn, we better go start writing…" said Harry, starting up the stairs.

"okay, where do you want to go? Or do you guys want to go back to Las Vegas, I heard you love that place Jaclyn."

          "no, we want to stay with you."

          "Okay, I'll write a letter to Ron and Hermione."

          Just then, an owl came soaring through the window.

          "What the hell's with all the owls?!?" shouted Jaclyn.

          What will happen to our heroes? Will Jaclyn finally go insane due to all the owls? Why can't I find where my mom hides all the Christmas presents? Why is Brad Pitt so hot? Why can't Britney Spears just admit she had implants?What the hell is wrong with me? (don't answer that last question). Tune back for the next installment of when Nevadans go mad! (yes, Jaclyn, I mean you)