Harry Potter And The Carnivorous Mini-Cheddar
Harry Potter calmly snacked into a packet of mini-cheddars, oblivious to the fact that in a few seconds his view on mini-cheddars would change forever. Billions of miles away Voldemort was doing crack and his evil-ness affected the mini-cheddar that was inches away from Harry's mouth. It turned evil- carnivorous in fact- and bit him hard on the nose before running away and eating bugs of the floor. Well, what can I say, Harry was terrified! What would you do if your mini-cheddar tried to eat YOU? He ran around in circles screaming his rather feminine scream. The scary thing was that -and Harry was sure of this- every time the evil little bastard ate something it got bigger. It was not long before it was larger that Harry's over inflated head. And that's saying something. The Ministry quickly found out. "Why mini-cheddars? Why?" Dumbledore yelled at him in his office. He was so attractive when he was angry Harry found himself thinking. "Anything BUT mini-cheddars, what have I told you young man?" he ranted on. Outside the window Harry could see 742 scared students being chased into the lake by a giant mini-cheddar, with saliva dripping in all directions.
Snape walked in and Harry felt something strange happen downstairs. He was heavily out of breath and had lipstick all over his face. He hurriedly hid a Scottish tartan handkerchief behind his back. "I've. been. trying to. ward.off.mini-cheddar. too.big." He said unconvincingly. Everyone was distracted suddenly by a loud THUD outside. After a scramble to the window with much use of wands (Dumbledore never really did get rid of those herpes on his face) they saw Mad-Eye Moody standing proudly- with one foot on the unconscious beasts back. They ran down to see him. By the time they had got there Moody had managed to shrink it, he handed Harry the now mini mini-cheddar, "I believe this is yours Potter. " He growled.
"Err. thanks" muttered Harry. As punishment Harry was made to clean up his Mini-cheddars saliva. For some random reason Ron and Hermionie decided to help.
"Urgh!" moaned Hermionie, "This cheddar saliva is really hard to clean up."
"I know, it is just impossible." Grumbled Ron with a wave of his hand and a roll of his eyes. Harry and Hermionie gave him a funny look. "Well it is!" Ron protested. Harry said nothing. He had caused enough trouble as it is. Perhaps he would just stick to polo's in the future.
Harry Potter calmly snacked into a packet of mini-cheddars, oblivious to the fact that in a few seconds his view on mini-cheddars would change forever. Billions of miles away Voldemort was doing crack and his evil-ness affected the mini-cheddar that was inches away from Harry's mouth. It turned evil- carnivorous in fact- and bit him hard on the nose before running away and eating bugs of the floor. Well, what can I say, Harry was terrified! What would you do if your mini-cheddar tried to eat YOU? He ran around in circles screaming his rather feminine scream. The scary thing was that -and Harry was sure of this- every time the evil little bastard ate something it got bigger. It was not long before it was larger that Harry's over inflated head. And that's saying something. The Ministry quickly found out. "Why mini-cheddars? Why?" Dumbledore yelled at him in his office. He was so attractive when he was angry Harry found himself thinking. "Anything BUT mini-cheddars, what have I told you young man?" he ranted on. Outside the window Harry could see 742 scared students being chased into the lake by a giant mini-cheddar, with saliva dripping in all directions.
Snape walked in and Harry felt something strange happen downstairs. He was heavily out of breath and had lipstick all over his face. He hurriedly hid a Scottish tartan handkerchief behind his back. "I've. been. trying to. ward.off.mini-cheddar. too.big." He said unconvincingly. Everyone was distracted suddenly by a loud THUD outside. After a scramble to the window with much use of wands (Dumbledore never really did get rid of those herpes on his face) they saw Mad-Eye Moody standing proudly- with one foot on the unconscious beasts back. They ran down to see him. By the time they had got there Moody had managed to shrink it, he handed Harry the now mini mini-cheddar, "I believe this is yours Potter. " He growled.
"Err. thanks" muttered Harry. As punishment Harry was made to clean up his Mini-cheddars saliva. For some random reason Ron and Hermionie decided to help.
"Urgh!" moaned Hermionie, "This cheddar saliva is really hard to clean up."
"I know, it is just impossible." Grumbled Ron with a wave of his hand and a roll of his eyes. Harry and Hermionie gave him a funny look. "Well it is!" Ron protested. Harry said nothing. He had caused enough trouble as it is. Perhaps he would just stick to polo's in the future.