DICLAIMER:
I once wrote a Potter fanfiction
And the story was really bitchin'
But disclaimers were few,
And they wanted to sue
But Potter is still an addiction
::coughpleasesaythisisokcough::
Hah. What a nice little limerick. Maybe I should try Haiku's?
~ ~ ~ hello, well, thanks for the encouragement, I wasn't planing on writing a further one, and that will be my excuse if this doesn't toll up with the last; but I tried! (I wrote this in pitch blackness on a yellow sticky pad -- but that's no excuse, because if its good enough to not let me sleep, then I suppose it has to be ok - but then if it is rubbish, I really messed up.
Uh, yeah. If that makes sense.
Setting: Harry and Ron in great hall at lunch time, Ginny and Dean are standing behind them, so they cannot speak freely. Hah, (bet you never thought I'd get past the 'why don't they just talk a lunch, huh?') and on with the story.
Harry: is Ginny looking at me?
Ron: nope. dean
Harry: git. now? *holds up his plate so he can see the reflection of Dean and Ginny*
Ron: still dean
Harry: *sulks*
Ron: if it makes you feel any better, i'm looking at you *wiggles eyebrows*
Harry: stalker
Ron: she's kissing him now
Harry: git
Ron: *roles eyes* sore subject
Harry: I mean you
Ron: ah
Harry: did she just se me looking at her???
Ron: still dean
Harry: gi ~
Ron: *snatches note* yes, i know, i know
Harry: is she looking at me now
Ron: stop banging the damned spoon on your plate!!!
Harry: IS SHE LOOKING YET?!
Ron: cho is.
Harry: well throw something at her, then.
Ron: *grins evilly*
Harry: AT CHO!!
Ron: erm...
Harry: she's STILL not looking, Ron
Ron: you want me to throw something at her again??
Harry: NO. well, ok. *snorts and snatches the note back* what sort of throw was that?!
Ron: shut up. At least i hit dean.
Harry: fair enough.
Ron: deans looking
Harry: damn.
Ron: so is cho
Harry: quick! throw something at her!
Ron: yes! right in eye!!
Harry: *applauds*
Ron: she's coming over
Harry: crap
Ron: RUN!!!
