Part 4 - Bad karma

Finally, everyone felt better except Snape, who still tossed and moaned wildly. Nobody had bothered to dress him or even change his socks, even though he had several pairs.

Dobby was pregnant, and both he and Draco were in couples counseling even though Draco insisted it was not his. Lucius, in his typical snobbish aristocratic way, cried "The *shame* of it!" and gave Dobby wedgies and flat tires at every available opportunity. Tom Felton was not available for comment.

Hermione was pregnant, too, which made absolutely no sense because the chastity belt had been permanently attached to her body since the age of six.

Even McGonagall was pregnant. . . .

And Fawkes had just laid five eggs, despite being male. He *said* he didn't know where they came from.

Was it aliens???

Or mighty Jehovah???

Or just plain bad karma?

Just then a strange owl flew in, dropping a note at Hermione's feet.

Nobody was pregnant after all. It was all a bad joke! Played by the chickens from chapter one!

Hermione punched the first person she saw, who happened to be Snape still in his coma. Draco went up to his room, turned on some Yanni, and gently combed his silver-blond pubic hair with a silver-handled brush with the Malfoy family crest engraved on the handle. Dobby said "to hell with this place" and caught the next plane to Atlantic City, NEVER TO RETURN!

When Dumbledore finally caught up with him, he was living in a pleasant mobile home retirement community and said he wasn't coming back. So that was the end of Dobby in this story. And that was the end of this story, period.

Ende