Time to take a stab at Harry Potter :D

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Episode 3: The Boy Who Lived

Cordy paused before pulling the black trash bag away and gave Angel a look that even he would tremble upon seeing. "Is that all of it?"

"Y-yeah."

"Liar."

"Alright..." He sighed and pulled a pair of tights out from under his mattress. Dropping them into the bag, he sighed again. "There."

"You sure that's it?"

"Yes."

"Good." She pulled the two yellow plastic handles and closed the bag. "You know, Angel, you should find a hobby that doesn't lead to scary obsessions."

Wesley cleared his throat. "If I remember correctly--"

"Don't you even try to blame the Pokemon thing on me." She pointed to Gunn who was snickering. "He was at fault, too."

"You're the one who choose it."

"You agreed!"

They continued as they left the room. Angel sat down on the corner of his bed and sighed. "A hobby that doesn't lead to a scary obsession?" He spent the rest of the evening in his room extrapolating, though he came up with nothing.

Cordy set the cake on the counter, turned and smiled at Angel.

"What's that for?"

"A whole two weeks of no scary obsessions."

"Gee, thanks."

"No problem."

Fred shyly took a step forward and held out a neatly wrapped gift. "Wesley and I picked it out. Hope you like it."

Angel took the package and carefully took the wrapping paper off. He liked to keep his paper. Besides, he felt like annoying Cordy. She took away all his dancing equipment. When he finished unwrapping the gift, he looked up and smiled. "Thanks."

"You're welcome, Angel. While we were looking I though to myself 'A book could do no harm,' so we got you one."

"Harry Potter, too," Fred added. "It's supposed to be really good."

"Again, thanks. I'll read it tonight instead of the book I was reading."

"What were you reading?" Cordy inquired.

"You don't wanna know."

"Yes I do."

"It's a book called 'Severed Heads and Broken Bones: A Guide to Killing Big Bads'."

She gave him a look of disgust.

"Told you."

Angel set the Harry Potter book on his desk and then took a seat. About an hour or so later, he finished the book and set it back down. "Hmm..."

Fred opened the door to the lobby and froze. "What's going on?"

Before her stood a giant chess set made of stone, at least, she thought it was a giant chess set. You never knew around here.

"Angel? Cordelia? Wesley? Gunn? Anyone?" She walked down the steps, around the stone chess pieces, and into the office. "Hello?"

Just then, Cordy and Wesley walked through the doors.

"And then--What the hell?"

"Oh no."

"Why don't they ever send me visions of these things?"

"Angel!"

"Guys?" Fred looked over the desk towards the entrance. "Hey! What is all of this?"

"It's from the book," Wesley murmured.

"And he was doing so well, too."

"We have to find him before he does anything."

"Good idea, Wesley. Let's go."

"Wait for me!" Fred said as she ran over to them.

Above, Angel walked to the railing wearing a bright green cape and carrying a broom.

(AN: I haven't read HP or seen the movie, so if any of this isn't totally correct, get over it.)

"I am," he started, "the boy who lived!"

They all looked up at him. "Angel!"

"Angel, get down here now!" Cordy demanded.

Angel got up on the railing and put the broom between his legs.

"I can't watch..."

Angel jumped, fell and tumbled as he hit the floor.

"Ouch."

"Is he okay?" Fred asked.

Angel stood and pulled out a twig.

"I guess he is," Cordy said. "Um, Wesley?" She turned to Wesley. "What is he doing with that?"

"Let me see. In the book, the main character has a wand. I suppose he thinks that twig is a wand."

Cordy looked up to the ceiling. "Warn us next time?"

"We have to stop him."

"How?" Fred asked.

"I have no idea."

"I do." Cordy walked over to Angel and snatched the twig and cape from him.

"Hey!" Angel gave her a shocked look.

"You are NOT Harry Potter."

"I know that...I just couldn't help it. He's so COOL and--" He stopped himself when he saw her give him the look of death. He looked down at his feet.

"What's wrong with you? Seriously, I never..."

"Sorry."