A/N: OK, so this chappie is weirder. I would like to thank Julian for the
title of this chapter.
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Chapter Four: By Pypinyea J. Goodchild
In a few days, Harry returned to Hogwarts, disgruntled, disgusted, and disturbed. He tried to keep away from Ron, but he wasn't getting the point that Harry didn't want to be friends with his worst enemy's boyfriend.
"Ron," said Harry one day. "See, I don't want to be friends with Voldemort's boyfriend. Woah, that sounds strange. Well, you can't be my friend and love my worst enemy at the same time."
"Fine!" Yelled Ron, "I thought you'd understand!" And Ron turned and stormed off.
Harry felt so distressed. That after a while he went to talk to Dumbledore. He spoke the password and headed up the staircase. But when he got to the top, he didn't like what he saw.
Dumbledore and Ron were on top of the desk, making out.
"RON!" Yelled Harry. Ron and Dumbledore looked up. "Not only are you my worst enemy's boyfriend, but you're cheating on him. with DUMBLEDORE!"
"Well, you see, Harry," Said Ron, getting down off the desk, "I like older men."
"Older men!? What the hell!?"
"Are you calling me old, Ronnikins?" said Dumbledore.
"AH!" Yelled Harry, "And they all call you Ronnikins! You PLAYER!"
"Draco doesn't call me Ronnikins."
"Draco too! I thought you liked older men!"
Dumbledore cleared his throat.
"No offense."
"I do like older men, Harry. I just think Draco has a cute little butt."
"AAAAAAAAAAH!" Harry screamed, ran out of the office, tripped, and was unconscious.
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Yeah, that one was strange.. The next chapter is longer than these past four. Here we go..
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Chapter Four: By Pypinyea J. Goodchild
In a few days, Harry returned to Hogwarts, disgruntled, disgusted, and disturbed. He tried to keep away from Ron, but he wasn't getting the point that Harry didn't want to be friends with his worst enemy's boyfriend.
"Ron," said Harry one day. "See, I don't want to be friends with Voldemort's boyfriend. Woah, that sounds strange. Well, you can't be my friend and love my worst enemy at the same time."
"Fine!" Yelled Ron, "I thought you'd understand!" And Ron turned and stormed off.
Harry felt so distressed. That after a while he went to talk to Dumbledore. He spoke the password and headed up the staircase. But when he got to the top, he didn't like what he saw.
Dumbledore and Ron were on top of the desk, making out.
"RON!" Yelled Harry. Ron and Dumbledore looked up. "Not only are you my worst enemy's boyfriend, but you're cheating on him. with DUMBLEDORE!"
"Well, you see, Harry," Said Ron, getting down off the desk, "I like older men."
"Older men!? What the hell!?"
"Are you calling me old, Ronnikins?" said Dumbledore.
"AH!" Yelled Harry, "And they all call you Ronnikins! You PLAYER!"
"Draco doesn't call me Ronnikins."
"Draco too! I thought you liked older men!"
Dumbledore cleared his throat.
"No offense."
"I do like older men, Harry. I just think Draco has a cute little butt."
"AAAAAAAAAAH!" Harry screamed, ran out of the office, tripped, and was unconscious.
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Yeah, that one was strange.. The next chapter is longer than these past four. Here we go..