Chapter 5
Who the heck is Scottie?
Harry walked around the forest with Ron. Harry didn't know why they were walking around, but Harry knew that Ron knew what he was doing, and he didn't want to complain and make Ron mad. Harry spotted a pretty yellow flower a few yards away. He wanted to get it for Ron, so he strayed off. The flower was stubborn. It didn't want to come up out of the ground. Harry gave up finally, because his arms were so weak. He looked around, and then suddenly realized he was alone.
"Ron!" he screamed. No answer
"RONNIE!" he screamed again, louder. No answer.
Harry wept. He was alone, without his best friend.
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Ron was looking for the perfect place to execute his perfect plan. He had been so happy he hadn't realized Harry wasn't behind him anymore. He stopped at an old, big tree. This was the perfect spot. It was then that he realized that he was alone. He sighed.
"Harry!" he yelled into the darkness. There was no answer. He sighed again. The little freak must have gotten himself into something. Now he would have to go looking for him. He hoped he would remember where the perfect spot was.
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Hermione skipped around in the forest. She had picked out a certain spot to execute her plan before. She had plenty of time, so she dawdled around a bit. She couldn't wait to go to a world where there was no Harry Potter.
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Draco walked aimlessly in the forest. He knew Harry would be here. It was a Friday night, and Harry was always in the forest on a Friday night, up to good or something. Suddenly he heard a noise. Footsteps. He stopped. The footsteps did not. It must have been Harry. And Harry did not know he was here. He muttered the Killing Curse, guessing in the exact direction. He guessed correctly, for he heard the body fall. He cheered! He had killed Harry Potter! He walked over to the body to draw a mustache
on his ugly face and gasped as he saw the body. The person he had killed was not Harry Potter.
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Harry Potter started to walk around. He was hysterical.
"Ron! Ronnie!" he screamed, panicking. He began to run. "Ronnie!!! Where are you?" he continued to scream. He wiped the tears away, and tried to tell himself to calm down, that he was a big boy now, he even used the big boy potty most of the time, but it
was no use. He tripped over a branch and fell. He wept. He wept so much.
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Ron heard it. Someone said the killing curse, and then he heard someone fall. He began to run in the direction to see who died, and who else was in the forest, but soon slowed down so he wouldn't be heard. He knew of only one other person in the forest, and that was Harry. Harry would not, could not of been the one who said the killing curse. It could have been him who had been killed. But if there was another person in the forest, could there be two other people in the forest? Ron yearned to find out, and he
silently walked toward the noise. He bumped into Draco Malfoy.
"You!" they both said at the same time.
"I heard," Ron began. "Who died?" Draco pointed in the direction of the body. Ron hesitantly walked toward it. Ron gasped. It was not Harry Potter. He wept over her precious dead body. After a few minutes of weeping, he ran over to Draco and started beating him up.
"YOU KILLED HER!" he screamed. "WHY DID YOU KILL HER? SHE WAS THE CLOSEST THING I EVER HAD TO A FRIEND!"
"Well, sorry!" said Draco sarcastically. He rolled his eyes. "It was an
accident! I thought she was Harry!"
"SHE LOOKS NOTHING LIKE HARRY, THANK GOD!" Ron yelled. Suddenly there was a bright light to his left. He stopped punching Draco and got up off of
him. The light was a spaceship hovering just above the ground. Then he saw Hermione, below the spaceship.
"Beam me up, Scottie," she said. She floated up into the spaceship. The spaceship began to zoom away.
"That doesn't make any sense," remarked Ron.
"Does anything make sense? Does drinking something and you turning into someone else make sense? Does pointing a wand at someone and saying something and them dying make sense?" Draco pointed to Ginny Weasley's dead body. "But your sister is obviously dead. Do you know what she was doing here?"
"No," said Ron.
"Neither do I, that doesn't make sense. And did you realize that today is February 30th, but February doesn't have 30 days in it? That doesn't make sense. But there is one thing that does make sense."
"What's that?" asked Ron.
"I'm going to be in SO much trouble, so I'm getting out of here,"
replied Draco. He ran off towards the spaceship yelling, "Wait! I want to come too!" Then all of a sudden Harry appeared.
"So do I!" yelled Harry. I want to come on the spaceship too!" The
spaceship stopped, and beamed up Draco and Harry. The spaceship began to zoom off again, but then stopped. The door opened and they pushed Harry back out of the spaceship. He had a long fall down. Ron didn't know if Harry survived it, and he didn't really care either. He walked back up to the castle, because there wasn't anything left for him here.
THE END
Disclaimer: "Beam me up, Scottie" came from Star Trek. Please don't sue.
Who the heck is Scottie?
Harry walked around the forest with Ron. Harry didn't know why they were walking around, but Harry knew that Ron knew what he was doing, and he didn't want to complain and make Ron mad. Harry spotted a pretty yellow flower a few yards away. He wanted to get it for Ron, so he strayed off. The flower was stubborn. It didn't want to come up out of the ground. Harry gave up finally, because his arms were so weak. He looked around, and then suddenly realized he was alone.
"Ron!" he screamed. No answer
"RONNIE!" he screamed again, louder. No answer.
Harry wept. He was alone, without his best friend.
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Ron was looking for the perfect place to execute his perfect plan. He had been so happy he hadn't realized Harry wasn't behind him anymore. He stopped at an old, big tree. This was the perfect spot. It was then that he realized that he was alone. He sighed.
"Harry!" he yelled into the darkness. There was no answer. He sighed again. The little freak must have gotten himself into something. Now he would have to go looking for him. He hoped he would remember where the perfect spot was.
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Hermione skipped around in the forest. She had picked out a certain spot to execute her plan before. She had plenty of time, so she dawdled around a bit. She couldn't wait to go to a world where there was no Harry Potter.
*********************************
Draco walked aimlessly in the forest. He knew Harry would be here. It was a Friday night, and Harry was always in the forest on a Friday night, up to good or something. Suddenly he heard a noise. Footsteps. He stopped. The footsteps did not. It must have been Harry. And Harry did not know he was here. He muttered the Killing Curse, guessing in the exact direction. He guessed correctly, for he heard the body fall. He cheered! He had killed Harry Potter! He walked over to the body to draw a mustache
on his ugly face and gasped as he saw the body. The person he had killed was not Harry Potter.
*******************************
Harry Potter started to walk around. He was hysterical.
"Ron! Ronnie!" he screamed, panicking. He began to run. "Ronnie!!! Where are you?" he continued to scream. He wiped the tears away, and tried to tell himself to calm down, that he was a big boy now, he even used the big boy potty most of the time, but it
was no use. He tripped over a branch and fell. He wept. He wept so much.
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Ron heard it. Someone said the killing curse, and then he heard someone fall. He began to run in the direction to see who died, and who else was in the forest, but soon slowed down so he wouldn't be heard. He knew of only one other person in the forest, and that was Harry. Harry would not, could not of been the one who said the killing curse. It could have been him who had been killed. But if there was another person in the forest, could there be two other people in the forest? Ron yearned to find out, and he
silently walked toward the noise. He bumped into Draco Malfoy.
"You!" they both said at the same time.
"I heard," Ron began. "Who died?" Draco pointed in the direction of the body. Ron hesitantly walked toward it. Ron gasped. It was not Harry Potter. He wept over her precious dead body. After a few minutes of weeping, he ran over to Draco and started beating him up.
"YOU KILLED HER!" he screamed. "WHY DID YOU KILL HER? SHE WAS THE CLOSEST THING I EVER HAD TO A FRIEND!"
"Well, sorry!" said Draco sarcastically. He rolled his eyes. "It was an
accident! I thought she was Harry!"
"SHE LOOKS NOTHING LIKE HARRY, THANK GOD!" Ron yelled. Suddenly there was a bright light to his left. He stopped punching Draco and got up off of
him. The light was a spaceship hovering just above the ground. Then he saw Hermione, below the spaceship.
"Beam me up, Scottie," she said. She floated up into the spaceship. The spaceship began to zoom away.
"That doesn't make any sense," remarked Ron.
"Does anything make sense? Does drinking something and you turning into someone else make sense? Does pointing a wand at someone and saying something and them dying make sense?" Draco pointed to Ginny Weasley's dead body. "But your sister is obviously dead. Do you know what she was doing here?"
"No," said Ron.
"Neither do I, that doesn't make sense. And did you realize that today is February 30th, but February doesn't have 30 days in it? That doesn't make sense. But there is one thing that does make sense."
"What's that?" asked Ron.
"I'm going to be in SO much trouble, so I'm getting out of here,"
replied Draco. He ran off towards the spaceship yelling, "Wait! I want to come too!" Then all of a sudden Harry appeared.
"So do I!" yelled Harry. I want to come on the spaceship too!" The
spaceship stopped, and beamed up Draco and Harry. The spaceship began to zoom off again, but then stopped. The door opened and they pushed Harry back out of the spaceship. He had a long fall down. Ron didn't know if Harry survived it, and he didn't really care either. He walked back up to the castle, because there wasn't anything left for him here.
THE END
Disclaimer: "Beam me up, Scottie" came from Star Trek. Please don't sue.
