TET: Yay, Diagon Alley!!!
Nova: Interesting.
TET: Weellll... Today I'm using a poem generator to write my disclaimer! You write the first line, it writes the rest! You can find it here (http://www.pangloss.com/seidel/Poem/)!
Mendel's Serenade
Harry Potter is not owned by me
My baby's Daddy is three times my age.
And finally...with you...I'll be
Withering through my lips of ages.
Harry Potter is owned by JKRowling and Time Warner
even if you don't see the point
(Index Windex; the glass is cleaner)
Not sponges, or head cheese or toe lint
Nova: Neither of those made sense.
TET: I know, isn't it wonderful?
Nova: Let's continue with the story.
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Diagon Alley: Morning
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Harry: Ooh, lookies at the broomstick!!! I'm gonna be a witch, aren't I giant guy!!! This'll be just like Halloween!!!
Hagrid: ^.^;; Uh-hm... Here, Harry, it's your key. We're going to get you some wizard money!
Harry: Yay!
*they enter Gringotts*
Harry: @.@ They're all evil looking...
*one of the goblins starts limping slowly over to him, arms outstretched*
Goblin: Food... must... have... food...
Harry: AAAAHHHHHHHH!!!! NIGHT OF THE LIVING HOBBITS!!!! (A/N: Another dead fanfic I wrote, that one was for Star Trek)
Hagrid: Stop it.
Goblin: Fine. Come with me. *they go to his vault, and Goblin opens it*
Harry: Wo~ow... I'm RICH!!! *starts swimming around in the money*
Goblin: *shakes head* Like father, like son... I remember that one time James almost drowned in there, remember? Yep, he had swallowed more than a couple of Galleons...
Harry: Urk!!! *starts thrashing wildly*
Hagrid: *pulls Harry out of the vault* Don't drown, Harry.
Harry: Sorry...
Hagrid: Anyway, now we have to get you a wand-
Harry: YIPPEE!!!
Hagrid and Goblin: -.-;;
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Setting changed to Ollivanders: Mid-day
TET: God, Nova, could you get any more boring?
Nova: It's practical, not entertaining.
TET: Exactly.
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Ollivander: Here, try this one. I'm not sure what it's made of, but I've been trying to get rid of it for ages.
Harry: Abra cadabra!!! *nothing* Hocus Pocus!!! *nothing* Bippity boppity boo! *nothing*
Ollivander: Uhm... Try waving it...
Harry: Oh. *waves wand like baseball bat, knocking Hagrid in the arm and breaking the wand*
Ollivander: No. Okay. Try... this one.
Harry: *swings the wand and hits a vase, smashing the vase and breaking the wand*
Ollivander: My vase!!! Okay, okay, one second... *goes into back room*
Harry: Ooh, this is so exciting!!! *squeals like a school girl*
Hagrid: *rubs arm* You should be a Beater. *leaves*
Ollivander: Here we go. Made of Steel, 2 pheonix feathers, 10 inches, inflexible. Now... *gets out a shield* Hit this shield.
*Harry hits the shield, and little sparks appear as the two collide*
Ollivander: Err... Close enough. Now GET OUT OF MY SHOP!!!
*Harry and Hagrid, who had come back, exit*
Harry: Where to now?
Hagrid: Okay, I bought your books, robes, and hat while you were smashing wands. Oh, and here's an owl too. Her name is Hedwig, even though that was never mentioned in the movies and that's what this parody is based off of.
Hedwig: (Smashing wands...? Why can't I just have a nice and good owner for once?)
Hagrid: Now, get back in the picnic basket and I'll drive you to Platform 9 3/4.
Harry: No! It's all messy in there! There's old sandwiches and things! Even I have some sense!
Hagrid: *stuffs Harry and Hedwig into picnic basket*
Hedwig: (Why me? A lunatic, a giant, and a picnic basket. What has the world come to?)
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HARRY's DIARY
Today was great! I got a wand, and an owl who keeps pecking me for some reason. I'm glad to be away from the Dursleys, even though all the excitement has made me somewhat idiotic. This Hagrid guy's the only thing keeping me from running around like a lunatic.
I wonder what Platform 9 3/4 is. I wonder if they sell Cheesy Puffs there. Cheesy Puffs are good. I stole them from Dudley once. Yum, cheesy puffs... Or jelly beans!!! I love jelly beans!!! I love the orange ones!!! Yum, jelly beans...
But anyway, since I'm a wizard... Hey, wait! I'm a wizard! I can fall and put a spell on myself not to get hurt! Brilliant!
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Harry: Bombs away!!! *dives out of the picnic basket*
Hagrid: *shakes head* Idiot. *dives after Harry*
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TET: So, this one wasn't as funny. I deserve flames on this one, mark my words. It'll get funnier once Harry gets to Hogwarts. I just kinda ran out of ideas on this one. Sorry!
Nova: Why was I a narrator? I haven't narrated anything.
As always, review because I like reviews, and I like ___well thought-out___ flames! Well thought out flames and reviews mean well thought out authors, and I'm more likely to read your stories and review them!
Nova: Interesting.
TET: Weellll... Today I'm using a poem generator to write my disclaimer! You write the first line, it writes the rest! You can find it here (http://www.pangloss.com/seidel/Poem/)!
Mendel's Serenade
Harry Potter is not owned by me
My baby's Daddy is three times my age.
And finally...with you...I'll be
Withering through my lips of ages.
Harry Potter is owned by JKRowling and Time Warner
even if you don't see the point
(Index Windex; the glass is cleaner)
Not sponges, or head cheese or toe lint
Nova: Neither of those made sense.
TET: I know, isn't it wonderful?
Nova: Let's continue with the story.
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Diagon Alley: Morning
---
Harry: Ooh, lookies at the broomstick!!! I'm gonna be a witch, aren't I giant guy!!! This'll be just like Halloween!!!
Hagrid: ^.^;; Uh-hm... Here, Harry, it's your key. We're going to get you some wizard money!
Harry: Yay!
*they enter Gringotts*
Harry: @.@ They're all evil looking...
*one of the goblins starts limping slowly over to him, arms outstretched*
Goblin: Food... must... have... food...
Harry: AAAAHHHHHHHH!!!! NIGHT OF THE LIVING HOBBITS!!!! (A/N: Another dead fanfic I wrote, that one was for Star Trek)
Hagrid: Stop it.
Goblin: Fine. Come with me. *they go to his vault, and Goblin opens it*
Harry: Wo~ow... I'm RICH!!! *starts swimming around in the money*
Goblin: *shakes head* Like father, like son... I remember that one time James almost drowned in there, remember? Yep, he had swallowed more than a couple of Galleons...
Harry: Urk!!! *starts thrashing wildly*
Hagrid: *pulls Harry out of the vault* Don't drown, Harry.
Harry: Sorry...
Hagrid: Anyway, now we have to get you a wand-
Harry: YIPPEE!!!
Hagrid and Goblin: -.-;;
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Setting changed to Ollivanders: Mid-day
TET: God, Nova, could you get any more boring?
Nova: It's practical, not entertaining.
TET: Exactly.
---
Ollivander: Here, try this one. I'm not sure what it's made of, but I've been trying to get rid of it for ages.
Harry: Abra cadabra!!! *nothing* Hocus Pocus!!! *nothing* Bippity boppity boo! *nothing*
Ollivander: Uhm... Try waving it...
Harry: Oh. *waves wand like baseball bat, knocking Hagrid in the arm and breaking the wand*
Ollivander: No. Okay. Try... this one.
Harry: *swings the wand and hits a vase, smashing the vase and breaking the wand*
Ollivander: My vase!!! Okay, okay, one second... *goes into back room*
Harry: Ooh, this is so exciting!!! *squeals like a school girl*
Hagrid: *rubs arm* You should be a Beater. *leaves*
Ollivander: Here we go. Made of Steel, 2 pheonix feathers, 10 inches, inflexible. Now... *gets out a shield* Hit this shield.
*Harry hits the shield, and little sparks appear as the two collide*
Ollivander: Err... Close enough. Now GET OUT OF MY SHOP!!!
*Harry and Hagrid, who had come back, exit*
Harry: Where to now?
Hagrid: Okay, I bought your books, robes, and hat while you were smashing wands. Oh, and here's an owl too. Her name is Hedwig, even though that was never mentioned in the movies and that's what this parody is based off of.
Hedwig: (Smashing wands...? Why can't I just have a nice and good owner for once?)
Hagrid: Now, get back in the picnic basket and I'll drive you to Platform 9 3/4.
Harry: No! It's all messy in there! There's old sandwiches and things! Even I have some sense!
Hagrid: *stuffs Harry and Hedwig into picnic basket*
Hedwig: (Why me? A lunatic, a giant, and a picnic basket. What has the world come to?)
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HARRY's DIARY
Today was great! I got a wand, and an owl who keeps pecking me for some reason. I'm glad to be away from the Dursleys, even though all the excitement has made me somewhat idiotic. This Hagrid guy's the only thing keeping me from running around like a lunatic.
I wonder what Platform 9 3/4 is. I wonder if they sell Cheesy Puffs there. Cheesy Puffs are good. I stole them from Dudley once. Yum, cheesy puffs... Or jelly beans!!! I love jelly beans!!! I love the orange ones!!! Yum, jelly beans...
But anyway, since I'm a wizard... Hey, wait! I'm a wizard! I can fall and put a spell on myself not to get hurt! Brilliant!
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Harry: Bombs away!!! *dives out of the picnic basket*
Hagrid: *shakes head* Idiot. *dives after Harry*
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TET: So, this one wasn't as funny. I deserve flames on this one, mark my words. It'll get funnier once Harry gets to Hogwarts. I just kinda ran out of ideas on this one. Sorry!
Nova: Why was I a narrator? I haven't narrated anything.
As always, review because I like reviews, and I like ___well thought-out___ flames! Well thought out flames and reviews mean well thought out authors, and I'm more likely to read your stories and review them!