Harry Potter and the Cliché Fanfiction
Disclaimer: YES THAT'S RIGHT I'M JK ROWLING ALL OF THIS IS MIIIIINE!!!!! ALL MIIIINE!!!!! *cough* erm. not really sorry
A/N~ Welcome to my story. Please keep your hands and feet inside the computer area at all times. That will be all.
It was September 1st and a young wizard named Harry Potter was anxiously awaiting for the Hogwarts express. Suddenly someone tapped him on the shoulder. He turned around and gawked.
"Like, HI! Umm, like, my name is Mary-Sue and like, I'm an exchange student from the United States!"
"Err. hi I'm Ha-"
"Harry Potter!!!!!" she screamed in her high-pitched airhead voice.
"How'd you?"
"Like, I know you 'cause I'm like, your biggest fan and umm I'm like, American and some junk" She smiled absentmindedly.
Harry just stared at her blankly. Obviously she was blonde; a smart one since she had no need to be reminded to breathe. She had blue eyes, a shit- load of makeup and a very , and I mean VERY short skirt.
"Like, I know! Aren't I the perfect stereotyped American girl?"
Harry was very confused indeed.
"Well. aren't you gonna thank me?" she asked impatiently.
"Thank you? For what?"
"He-llo! Like, look at yourself! You're a total hottie!"
Harry looked at himself." Aaargh!! Why am I so tall?" he looked at himself in disbelief "Where'd these muscles come from?!?"
"I know, like, I made you this way"
"Wha-how-WHY?!"
"because" "Change me back! I look like a gay porn star!!!!" Harry screamed.
"Hey Harry" Ron and Hermione said from behind.
"Ron! Hermione! I'm so glad you guys are he-" he turned around "Aaargh!!"
"What's wrong Harry?" Hermione asked.
"Yo-y- you're wearing a b-bra!"
Harry stood horror struck as he saw his best friends. The were transformed into super-model-like people. Hermione's bushy brown hair was no longer bushy, it was wavy and shiny. Her breasts had grown. I mean they were HUGE. And that's not the scary part. she was wearing makeup and to top it all off she had a white 'bra-like' top and a short leather skirt.
Ron on the other hand was way taller that Harry with extremely red hair. He had tanned skin and very toned muscles. but not as defined as Harry's. He was wearing what I like to call the 'Ricky Martin ensemble'; you know; the tight sweater and the very low and super tight black leather pants.
"Don't be silly" Hermione said.
"yeah Harry you know she always wears that stuff"
Harry turned around and muttered "Mary-Sue may I talk to you in private?"
"Like, sure!"
Harry went to a corner of the station with Mary-Sue.
"You have something to do with this don't you?"
TO BE CONTINUED!!!!
A/N~ Sorry guys that's it for today sorry for the short chappie. Unfortunately all of them will be short since this is a short story. REVIEW!!! I COMMAND YOU!! Disclaimer: all flames will be fed to my pet squirrel Jimmy Moist Muffins
Disclaimer: YES THAT'S RIGHT I'M JK ROWLING ALL OF THIS IS MIIIIINE!!!!! ALL MIIIINE!!!!! *cough* erm. not really sorry
A/N~ Welcome to my story. Please keep your hands and feet inside the computer area at all times. That will be all.
It was September 1st and a young wizard named Harry Potter was anxiously awaiting for the Hogwarts express. Suddenly someone tapped him on the shoulder. He turned around and gawked.
"Like, HI! Umm, like, my name is Mary-Sue and like, I'm an exchange student from the United States!"
"Err. hi I'm Ha-"
"Harry Potter!!!!!" she screamed in her high-pitched airhead voice.
"How'd you?"
"Like, I know you 'cause I'm like, your biggest fan and umm I'm like, American and some junk" She smiled absentmindedly.
Harry just stared at her blankly. Obviously she was blonde; a smart one since she had no need to be reminded to breathe. She had blue eyes, a shit- load of makeup and a very , and I mean VERY short skirt.
"Like, I know! Aren't I the perfect stereotyped American girl?"
Harry was very confused indeed.
"Well. aren't you gonna thank me?" she asked impatiently.
"Thank you? For what?"
"He-llo! Like, look at yourself! You're a total hottie!"
Harry looked at himself." Aaargh!! Why am I so tall?" he looked at himself in disbelief "Where'd these muscles come from?!?"
"I know, like, I made you this way"
"Wha-how-WHY?!"
"because" "Change me back! I look like a gay porn star!!!!" Harry screamed.
"Hey Harry" Ron and Hermione said from behind.
"Ron! Hermione! I'm so glad you guys are he-" he turned around "Aaargh!!"
"What's wrong Harry?" Hermione asked.
"Yo-y- you're wearing a b-bra!"
Harry stood horror struck as he saw his best friends. The were transformed into super-model-like people. Hermione's bushy brown hair was no longer bushy, it was wavy and shiny. Her breasts had grown. I mean they were HUGE. And that's not the scary part. she was wearing makeup and to top it all off she had a white 'bra-like' top and a short leather skirt.
Ron on the other hand was way taller that Harry with extremely red hair. He had tanned skin and very toned muscles. but not as defined as Harry's. He was wearing what I like to call the 'Ricky Martin ensemble'; you know; the tight sweater and the very low and super tight black leather pants.
"Don't be silly" Hermione said.
"yeah Harry you know she always wears that stuff"
Harry turned around and muttered "Mary-Sue may I talk to you in private?"
"Like, sure!"
Harry went to a corner of the station with Mary-Sue.
"You have something to do with this don't you?"
TO BE CONTINUED!!!!
A/N~ Sorry guys that's it for today sorry for the short chappie. Unfortunately all of them will be short since this is a short story. REVIEW!!! I COMMAND YOU!! Disclaimer: all flames will be fed to my pet squirrel Jimmy Moist Muffins
