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movies/T.V shows/or books I happen to borrow things from.
A/N: Review or get ye ass bitten off by my loveable yet dangerous Chihuahua puppy Jack.
Summary: Something happens then something else happens then get this *Something else* happens. Damn I'm good at summaries.
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I'M BACK!!! Regretting you clicked my link already?
THIS IS FOR ALL YOU PEOPLE WHO DON'T LOOK AT MY SUMMARY!
THIS CONTAINS SLASH. THIS MEANS TWO BOYS WHO LIKIE EACH OTHER. (I just love the word likie). STAY AWAY IF YOU DON'T LIKE THIS TYPE OF STORY.
I AM NOT GOING TO WEEP FOR MANY HOURS BECAUSE YOU READ THIS IGNORING THE WARNINGS, AND FOUND IT DISTASTEFUL.
THOUGH I MUST SAY WHENEVER I HAVE A RANT MY STORY IS BETTER SO ANYONE CAN SEND ME FLAME! THEY MAKE ME ANGRY I WORK BETTER WHEN I'M ANGRY.
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Though the flames you send do help my creative juices flow *realizes how gross that sounded and dares you to make a joke, you don't and I proceed* I don't cry and wish my life would end. *I only do that when I have to go to school!*
So all flames will be used to filet my little brother! *it's pronounced (Fill a) with the regular a sound*
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FIRST A RECAP!!!
"Is this right?" Harry looked up Draco he had this look of pure bliss on his face.
"Yes, Oh my god Yes! Harder! Harder!" Draco moaned with pleasure as Harry did exactly as he was told. "That's a good boy, Yes Yes!"
(Draco's thinking in the next paragraph. Yes Draco can think.)
"Harry looks so good in that," Draco thought. Staring at his little slave in a 'Draco Luver' tank top that he'd made him wear. "I'm so glad I made this little deal. God he's really good at this."
(Back to speaking out loud)
"GOD YES HARDER, HARDER!"
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"Oh will you calm down I'm only rubbing your feet!" Harry pulled his Green thong that Draco made him wear. It had a cute little D on the front.
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..:: NEXT DAY::..
Everyone is at breakfast. Ron has a neck brace where he took Hermione's advice to go jump off the Gryffindor Tower, Hermione is growling at Mary- Sue, and Draco is snuggling Harry. Harry isn't complaining and neither are the million fan girls screaming around the world.
"Harry, you got some 'splaining to do!" Hermione enters the Great Hall dressed like Christina Aguilera from 'Can't Hold Us Down'. *With hat* She also, for the sentence, sounds like Ricky Ricardo from I Love Lucy.
"Hermione, stop stealing things from T.V. shows!"
"I'm not doing it! Remember this is a fanfic. There's an author controlling my every move!"
"HOW DARE YOU NOT USE MY PROPER NAME!" A voice from above suddenly starts and everyone drops everything. In the process Draco drops Harry, but he picks him back up and kisses his boo boo.
"Sorry Chelsea!" Hermione squeaks out from her clothes, which are so tight they could choke a moose.
"I MEANT 'THE AUTHOR' NOT MY REAL NAME! NOW I WILL BRING MY WRATH DOWN APON THEE!"
~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ "Excuse me, Miss Author?" Draco picks his head up and sun rays from the window hit it so he looks like a hot bad ass angel.
"Yes?" *Is drooling*
"If you kill her who will chase after Harry, and become so obsessive that he turns to me to save him. I humiliate him, but all the while I fall for him and he falls for me also, so in the end we confess our love to each other. Damn I just described a Draco/Hermione fluff fic didn't I?"
"Don't worry about it. I shall find another way to spite her!" *Twirls hair with heavenly finger* (Heavenly finger? Eww. Ignore that for me please.)
"Thanks!" *Cuddles Harry closer*
Harry: *Sticks tongue out*
The Author: *Gives him the finger*
Harry: *Mouths 'Oh yeah that's original'*
The Author: *Glares*
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God I put way too many little star thingies. Anyway I don't kill Hermione on the spot *Hermione Haters groan I do too*, but I only not killed her for Draco.
"So okay back to the ~plot~."
"WATCH IT BITCH."
"Yes ma'am," Hermione gets back to the story and I get back to my keyboard. "Why weren't you in your room last night? I was going to rape you. I mean 'TALK' to you, but you weren't there."
"We were having wild promiscuous sex!" Draco strips to his boxers *With little H's on them* and starts singing alone to 'I'm Too Sexy'.
People around him agree he's sexy and the entire Great Hall becomes a stage. He's upfront singing to Harry who is also on stage in his green thong and Draco Luver T-shirt.
Both their bodies are incredibly buff, but not so buff that the muscles scare little children as they pass. And like every other fanfic author I blame it on the Quidditch, or however you spell it. I'm too lazy to check my book.
Hermione is mad because Harry doesn't want her and Ron is so horny for her he's humping her leg.
"Harry let me hump you!" Hermione yells out while kicking Ron in the face.
"Are you kidding Draco's the hot one!" Some nameless student yells at Hermione who has succeeded in getting Ron off her but he is still drooling on her shoes.
"Hermione, I have just realized my love for you burns like the intensity of a thousand white hot suns!"
"Oh Harry, you realized that I am your one and only love!"
"Yes I have," Harry jumps off stage and grabs Hermione sweeps her off her feet and heads for the doors. Hermione sticks her tongue out at Draco who is thunder struck.
And at the exact same moment I said thunder struck he gets hit by lightning.
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Hermione wakes up. She looks around her. There are bottles of unfinished Butterbeer and papers for rolling pot and Ron is next to her with a Harry mask covering the bottom of his face.
"Crap, just a dream. How am I going to get out of here without letting that moron Neville catch a glimpse of my perfect ass," *Everyone looks at her ass and is appalled by the amount of hair on it* Hermione stops her self pitying and listens only to hear grunting.
Who's grunting?
What's with the Dream Sequence?
Why do I do this after every frickin' story?
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Sorry I haven't updated in a while. I got pissed. Only one person reviewed my third chapter.
SHOULD I EVEN RESORT TO YET ANOTHER RANT? DON'T READ IF YOU DON'T LIKE.
Review Or YOU SHALL SEE THE PITS OF HELL WITH ME AS YOUR TOUR GUIDE!!!
~Psycho Renny~
A/N: Review or get ye ass bitten off by my loveable yet dangerous Chihuahua puppy Jack.
Summary: Something happens then something else happens then get this *Something else* happens. Damn I'm good at summaries.
///// ----- /////----- ///// ----- ///// ----- ///// ----- ///// ----- ///// ----- ///// ----- ///// ----- ///// ----/////
I'M BACK!!! Regretting you clicked my link already?
THIS IS FOR ALL YOU PEOPLE WHO DON'T LOOK AT MY SUMMARY!
THIS CONTAINS SLASH. THIS MEANS TWO BOYS WHO LIKIE EACH OTHER. (I just love the word likie). STAY AWAY IF YOU DON'T LIKE THIS TYPE OF STORY.
I AM NOT GOING TO WEEP FOR MANY HOURS BECAUSE YOU READ THIS IGNORING THE WARNINGS, AND FOUND IT DISTASTEFUL.
THOUGH I MUST SAY WHENEVER I HAVE A RANT MY STORY IS BETTER SO ANYONE CAN SEND ME FLAME! THEY MAKE ME ANGRY I WORK BETTER WHEN I'M ANGRY.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Though the flames you send do help my creative juices flow *realizes how gross that sounded and dares you to make a joke, you don't and I proceed* I don't cry and wish my life would end. *I only do that when I have to go to school!*
So all flames will be used to filet my little brother! *it's pronounced (Fill a) with the regular a sound*
~*~*~*~*~*~
FIRST A RECAP!!!
"Is this right?" Harry looked up Draco he had this look of pure bliss on his face.
"Yes, Oh my god Yes! Harder! Harder!" Draco moaned with pleasure as Harry did exactly as he was told. "That's a good boy, Yes Yes!"
(Draco's thinking in the next paragraph. Yes Draco can think.)
"Harry looks so good in that," Draco thought. Staring at his little slave in a 'Draco Luver' tank top that he'd made him wear. "I'm so glad I made this little deal. God he's really good at this."
(Back to speaking out loud)
"GOD YES HARDER, HARDER!"
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Oh will you calm down I'm only rubbing your feet!" Harry pulled his Green thong that Draco made him wear. It had a cute little D on the front.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------- -------------------------------
..:: NEXT DAY::..
Everyone is at breakfast. Ron has a neck brace where he took Hermione's advice to go jump off the Gryffindor Tower, Hermione is growling at Mary- Sue, and Draco is snuggling Harry. Harry isn't complaining and neither are the million fan girls screaming around the world.
"Harry, you got some 'splaining to do!" Hermione enters the Great Hall dressed like Christina Aguilera from 'Can't Hold Us Down'. *With hat* She also, for the sentence, sounds like Ricky Ricardo from I Love Lucy.
"Hermione, stop stealing things from T.V. shows!"
"I'm not doing it! Remember this is a fanfic. There's an author controlling my every move!"
"HOW DARE YOU NOT USE MY PROPER NAME!" A voice from above suddenly starts and everyone drops everything. In the process Draco drops Harry, but he picks him back up and kisses his boo boo.
"Sorry Chelsea!" Hermione squeaks out from her clothes, which are so tight they could choke a moose.
"I MEANT 'THE AUTHOR' NOT MY REAL NAME! NOW I WILL BRING MY WRATH DOWN APON THEE!"
~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ "Excuse me, Miss Author?" Draco picks his head up and sun rays from the window hit it so he looks like a hot bad ass angel.
"Yes?" *Is drooling*
"If you kill her who will chase after Harry, and become so obsessive that he turns to me to save him. I humiliate him, but all the while I fall for him and he falls for me also, so in the end we confess our love to each other. Damn I just described a Draco/Hermione fluff fic didn't I?"
"Don't worry about it. I shall find another way to spite her!" *Twirls hair with heavenly finger* (Heavenly finger? Eww. Ignore that for me please.)
"Thanks!" *Cuddles Harry closer*
Harry: *Sticks tongue out*
The Author: *Gives him the finger*
Harry: *Mouths 'Oh yeah that's original'*
The Author: *Glares*
~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~
God I put way too many little star thingies. Anyway I don't kill Hermione on the spot *Hermione Haters groan I do too*, but I only not killed her for Draco.
"So okay back to the ~plot~."
"WATCH IT BITCH."
"Yes ma'am," Hermione gets back to the story and I get back to my keyboard. "Why weren't you in your room last night? I was going to rape you. I mean 'TALK' to you, but you weren't there."
"We were having wild promiscuous sex!" Draco strips to his boxers *With little H's on them* and starts singing alone to 'I'm Too Sexy'.
People around him agree he's sexy and the entire Great Hall becomes a stage. He's upfront singing to Harry who is also on stage in his green thong and Draco Luver T-shirt.
Both their bodies are incredibly buff, but not so buff that the muscles scare little children as they pass. And like every other fanfic author I blame it on the Quidditch, or however you spell it. I'm too lazy to check my book.
Hermione is mad because Harry doesn't want her and Ron is so horny for her he's humping her leg.
"Harry let me hump you!" Hermione yells out while kicking Ron in the face.
"Are you kidding Draco's the hot one!" Some nameless student yells at Hermione who has succeeded in getting Ron off her but he is still drooling on her shoes.
"Hermione, I have just realized my love for you burns like the intensity of a thousand white hot suns!"
"Oh Harry, you realized that I am your one and only love!"
"Yes I have," Harry jumps off stage and grabs Hermione sweeps her off her feet and heads for the doors. Hermione sticks her tongue out at Draco who is thunder struck.
And at the exact same moment I said thunder struck he gets hit by lightning.
/-/-/-/-/-/-/ /-/-/-/-/-/-/ /-/-/-/-/-/-/ /-/-/-/-/-/-/ /-/-/-/- /-/-/ /-/-/-/-/-/-/ /-/-/-/-/-/-/ /-/-/-/-/-/-/
Hermione wakes up. She looks around her. There are bottles of unfinished Butterbeer and papers for rolling pot and Ron is next to her with a Harry mask covering the bottom of his face.
"Crap, just a dream. How am I going to get out of here without letting that moron Neville catch a glimpse of my perfect ass," *Everyone looks at her ass and is appalled by the amount of hair on it* Hermione stops her self pitying and listens only to hear grunting.
Who's grunting?
What's with the Dream Sequence?
Why do I do this after every frickin' story?
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Sorry I haven't updated in a while. I got pissed. Only one person reviewed my third chapter.
SHOULD I EVEN RESORT TO YET ANOTHER RANT? DON'T READ IF YOU DON'T LIKE.
Review Or YOU SHALL SEE THE PITS OF HELL WITH ME AS YOUR TOUR GUIDE!!!
~Psycho Renny~