Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, but I do own Assassin Bob.
"Who are you?"
"What the? I've a little white thing with words in it over my head! Which is a black ball! And my body is like that guys." said Ron as he poked the word bubble.
"This is a little freaky!" said Hermione
"A little freaky? How about a lot Hermione! I'm in a comic! Like Dudley used to have, except they were better drawn, I can even see the end of this box!"
"What's a comic?" asked the Stick-man.
"What the!?!? It talked back!
"I have a name, Bob, Assassin Bob."
"Assassin Bob huh? Weird name. Wait, I'm In a comic, that's odd too."
"Are you calling my name weird!?!? You, you unknown stick dude, shall die!"
"Oh that's right I'm a six foot tall stick! Yea! And now another stick is charging me! Yea!"
"Harry! Use your wand!"
"You're right! Maybe we'll still have our wands!"
"Ha! That's not even a sword!"
"So! It's a wand!"
"A wand? Those can't be owned by a mere boy! Only an experienced wizard could have one! You a wizard laughable! And I think I will laugh! Fwa haha haha!"
"Well I am an experienced wizard! Repelo!" Yelled Harry and Assassin Bob went flying into a wall.
"Ugg.... that hurt, but it was to no avail! With my sword I shall kill you! DEATH TO THE INFIDELS!" screamed Assassin Bob as he drew his sword and it got bigger.
"Err.... ok. Accido Sword!"
"What the my sword! BECOME BIGGER!" and so it did, now it is a giant flying sword ready to impale Harry Potter. Yea! Aren't we happy? Finally the death of Harry Potter!
"NO! NOT THAT! THIS CAN'T BE HAPPENING!" yelled Hermione, "I LOVE HIM!"