Disclaimer:Listen I'm going to say this again. All i own is Poison(the cocktail, otherwise i would be dead while trying out the real liquid poison.) Please thank Joanne Rowling.*bows* The great author of authors!!
Chapter 5: The WWE saves them all!
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It took five seconds to break Mr.Weasley's charm (the password was 'Muggles') and rushed downstairs with the muggle item that could save most of them from sanity. Everyone (except Mr. Weasley,Mrs. Weasly[she found out she got disqualified and accepted the new cleaning broom upgrade] Fred and George) was sitting in the living room watching Harry uplink something. Two minutes later Harry stood back grinning like a cheshire cat,
'Okay thanks to Mr.Weasleys collection of muggle crap I have magically managed to set up a television with Sky, a V.C.R and a DVD player complete with fourteen years of Wrestling. (Can you guess what i own? If you said some, try again, if you said nout ,well done! if you said all of it and i'm J.K.R go shoot yourself you slytherin scumbucket.)
After five minutes the group was watching tonights RAW and in six hours Harry and Ron were completly obsessed with the WWE (it took awhile but they watched RAW, Summerslam 2001 and half of Unforgiven 2002)
'Go on Shane o'Mac tag Y2J!'
'Shut up Harry, X-Pac will blatantly beat them in this two on one handicap-Jericho's chair shots and Shane's kendo stick are the only things legal match' Harry sighed.
'Ron's getting jealous again' he thought out loud. Everyone except Ron nodded, even Mr. Weasley popped his head in and nodded.
'Oh yeah? Well i'll wrestle you to determine who's better. Everyone sighed, Harry had built himself up from the Dursley's chores and Quidditch.
'Okay Ron as long as you please SHUT THE HELL UP! Oh yeah and you'll nevvvvveeeeeerrrrr,evvvvvvvvvvvvveeeeeeeerrrrrrr get your head out of your ass,will you?' Ron pouted and walked out to get ready. Harry summoned some of Chris Irvine's (Jericho's to you Ass clowns and respectable people who forgot his name.) ring attire.
Somehow they had moved everything out of the living room, made it a tad bit larger for a day and summoned a ring from no-where (check SMACKDOWN! last thursday with Brock vs. Big Show and you'll understand why it 'imploded'.) Once they were ready it took ten minutes for Harry to make Ron tap after a three second Walls of Jericho. Ron busted the T.V in disgust once X-Pac was confirmed,'Almost dead by too many Kendo stick and Steel chair blows.' Ron's head was almost on a silver platter if he hadn't cracked so suddenly and somehow lost to Hermione (it might of been Harry's tauntings but....wait! It was Harry's tauntings. Good thing that's cleared.) Only Harry, Hermione and ginny were left (Mr. Weasley hugged the television and Harry's smirk was noticeable when he muttered, 'Harry, you're too good.'
Ron did'nt take losing too well and only when Ron tasted 'Poison' ( No he's not dead, wrong poison) that he accepted the fact that Harry was strong willed to drink such bullcrap tasting drink ('HAHA!' cried Harry,'I enchanted it to taste worse, oh wait wrong spell.It tastes nicer now.')
Harry formated plan E: Forcing Ginny to lose, and that was easy...
Oooooh what'll happen?
Who Fucking knows?
Language!
Fuck that!
Chapter 5: The WWE saves them all!
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It took five seconds to break Mr.Weasley's charm (the password was 'Muggles') and rushed downstairs with the muggle item that could save most of them from sanity. Everyone (except Mr. Weasley,Mrs. Weasly[she found out she got disqualified and accepted the new cleaning broom upgrade] Fred and George) was sitting in the living room watching Harry uplink something. Two minutes later Harry stood back grinning like a cheshire cat,
'Okay thanks to Mr.Weasleys collection of muggle crap I have magically managed to set up a television with Sky, a V.C.R and a DVD player complete with fourteen years of Wrestling. (Can you guess what i own? If you said some, try again, if you said nout ,well done! if you said all of it and i'm J.K.R go shoot yourself you slytherin scumbucket.)
After five minutes the group was watching tonights RAW and in six hours Harry and Ron were completly obsessed with the WWE (it took awhile but they watched RAW, Summerslam 2001 and half of Unforgiven 2002)
'Go on Shane o'Mac tag Y2J!'
'Shut up Harry, X-Pac will blatantly beat them in this two on one handicap-Jericho's chair shots and Shane's kendo stick are the only things legal match' Harry sighed.
'Ron's getting jealous again' he thought out loud. Everyone except Ron nodded, even Mr. Weasley popped his head in and nodded.
'Oh yeah? Well i'll wrestle you to determine who's better. Everyone sighed, Harry had built himself up from the Dursley's chores and Quidditch.
'Okay Ron as long as you please SHUT THE HELL UP! Oh yeah and you'll nevvvvveeeeeerrrrr,evvvvvvvvvvvvveeeeeeeerrrrrrr get your head out of your ass,will you?' Ron pouted and walked out to get ready. Harry summoned some of Chris Irvine's (Jericho's to you Ass clowns and respectable people who forgot his name.) ring attire.
Somehow they had moved everything out of the living room, made it a tad bit larger for a day and summoned a ring from no-where (check SMACKDOWN! last thursday with Brock vs. Big Show and you'll understand why it 'imploded'.) Once they were ready it took ten minutes for Harry to make Ron tap after a three second Walls of Jericho. Ron busted the T.V in disgust once X-Pac was confirmed,'Almost dead by too many Kendo stick and Steel chair blows.' Ron's head was almost on a silver platter if he hadn't cracked so suddenly and somehow lost to Hermione (it might of been Harry's tauntings but....wait! It was Harry's tauntings. Good thing that's cleared.) Only Harry, Hermione and ginny were left (Mr. Weasley hugged the television and Harry's smirk was noticeable when he muttered, 'Harry, you're too good.'
Ron did'nt take losing too well and only when Ron tasted 'Poison' ( No he's not dead, wrong poison) that he accepted the fact that Harry was strong willed to drink such bullcrap tasting drink ('HAHA!' cried Harry,'I enchanted it to taste worse, oh wait wrong spell.It tastes nicer now.')
Harry formated plan E: Forcing Ginny to lose, and that was easy...
Oooooh what'll happen?
Who Fucking knows?
Language!
Fuck that!
