Summary: Harry changes his life when he finds a purse. Or, do the Fates
change it for him?
Disclaimer: Blah blah blah, J.K. Rowling blah Harry Potter yadda yadda not mine.
A/N: Well, this is my second fic. This has a lot of humor. It starts off slow, but never fear, comedy is near!
Chapter 1: The Discovery
Harry sat bolt upright. He had just finished having another nightmare about Voldermort. Harry had defeated him three months prior to this dream with the help of his wand and the Talisman of Outer Darkness. (*Don't ask.*) He decided he would just nip down to the common room and sit by the fire. Maybe the warmth would calm him a little bit. He put on his bathrobe and trudged down the stairs quietly. He plopped on down on the couch, but sat up immediately.
He sat on something. Something lumpy. He reached under his leg, and pulled out a beige canvas bag. He was about to set it on the table, but curiosity got the better of him. He'd always wondered what women kept in their purses.
"I guess now's the time to find out." He chuckled to himself.
1st item: Ethel's Essence (*Smell like a goddess for less than a galleon!*)
2nd item: Mint flavored lip gloss (*Guaranteed to freshen your kisses!*)
3rd item: a toy snitch and broom
"How funny." Harry thought aloud.
4th item: Candy (*Drooble's Best Blowing Gum and a Sugar Quill.*)
5th item: A mini parchment notebook
Harry opened it. He flipped through, but didn't really see anything. He came towards the end and stopped. There was one entry. It read:
Kiss him.
Harry laughed. Kiss him? This girl was obviously planning something. For a brief second, he wondered who she was. Feeling a bit more content, he yawned and headed upstairs to sleep. He took the bag with him.
A/N: For those of you that know me, RRR. For those of you that don't, Read, Review, Repeat!
Luv ya lots! ~Amaka
Disclaimer: Blah blah blah, J.K. Rowling blah Harry Potter yadda yadda not mine.
A/N: Well, this is my second fic. This has a lot of humor. It starts off slow, but never fear, comedy is near!
Chapter 1: The Discovery
Harry sat bolt upright. He had just finished having another nightmare about Voldermort. Harry had defeated him three months prior to this dream with the help of his wand and the Talisman of Outer Darkness. (*Don't ask.*) He decided he would just nip down to the common room and sit by the fire. Maybe the warmth would calm him a little bit. He put on his bathrobe and trudged down the stairs quietly. He plopped on down on the couch, but sat up immediately.
He sat on something. Something lumpy. He reached under his leg, and pulled out a beige canvas bag. He was about to set it on the table, but curiosity got the better of him. He'd always wondered what women kept in their purses.
"I guess now's the time to find out." He chuckled to himself.
1st item: Ethel's Essence (*Smell like a goddess for less than a galleon!*)
2nd item: Mint flavored lip gloss (*Guaranteed to freshen your kisses!*)
3rd item: a toy snitch and broom
"How funny." Harry thought aloud.
4th item: Candy (*Drooble's Best Blowing Gum and a Sugar Quill.*)
5th item: A mini parchment notebook
Harry opened it. He flipped through, but didn't really see anything. He came towards the end and stopped. There was one entry. It read:
Kiss him.
Harry laughed. Kiss him? This girl was obviously planning something. For a brief second, he wondered who she was. Feeling a bit more content, he yawned and headed upstairs to sleep. He took the bag with him.
A/N: For those of you that know me, RRR. For those of you that don't, Read, Review, Repeat!
Luv ya lots! ~Amaka