The Wizard of Hogwarts
Disclaimer: All characters belong to a certain J.K Rowling who is obviously not me. The Wizard of Oz plot belongs to whoever that wrote it.
On to the show...
Harry breathlessly runs home from an encounter with Voldemort.
"He isn't coming yet, Ron. Did he hurt you? He tried to, didn't he? Come on. We'll go tell professor Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall.
Harry runs up to Professor McGonagall who is currently counting the first years.
"Professor McGonagall! Professor McGonagall! Professor McGonagall!"
"Fifty-seven, fifty-eight."
"Just listen to what Voldemort did to Ron! He -"
"Harry, please! We're trying to count: Fifty - eith -"
"Oh, but Professor, he hit him -"
Professor Dumbledore interrupted him.
"Don't bother us now, Harry. You see, the sorting hats gone bad and we're likely to not get the first years sorted.
Harry showed his sympathy for them.
Oh - oh, the poor little things. Oh, but Professor McGonagall, Voldemort hit Ron right over the back with a curse just because he says he gets in his business and helps me every day!
"Seventy -Harry, please!"
"Oh, but he doesn't do it every day - just once or twice a week. And he can't save me, anyway! And now she says he's going to get the -"
"Harry! We're busy!"
"Oh - all right."
"Now, you just help us out today and find yourself a place where you won't get into any trouble."
"Some place where there isn't any trouble? Do you suppose there is such a place, Ron? There must be. Not a place you can get to by a boat or a train. It's far, far away - behind the moon - beyond the rain -"
Harry begins to sing, mostly to himself.
Somewhere, over the rainbow, way up high. There's a land that I heard of
Once in a lullaby.
Somewhere, over the rainbow, skies are blue. And the dreams that you dare to dream
Really do come true.
Someday I'll wish upon a star and wake up where the clouds are far
Behind me.
Where troubles melt like lemon drops, Away above the chimney tops.
That's where you'll find me.
Somewhere, over the rainbow, bluebirds fly. Birds fly over the rainbow,
Why then - oh, why can't I?
If happy little bluebirds fly beyond the rainbow,
Why, oh, why can't I?
Hehehehe!!!!!!! First chapters done but since doing this is soooo fun, I might post another one today, we'll see. By the way, I am not done with THWTOR, I just have had writers block with it, if you have suggestions, please tell me.
Disclaimer: All characters belong to a certain J.K Rowling who is obviously not me. The Wizard of Oz plot belongs to whoever that wrote it.
On to the show...
Harry breathlessly runs home from an encounter with Voldemort.
"He isn't coming yet, Ron. Did he hurt you? He tried to, didn't he? Come on. We'll go tell professor Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall.
Harry runs up to Professor McGonagall who is currently counting the first years.
"Professor McGonagall! Professor McGonagall! Professor McGonagall!"
"Fifty-seven, fifty-eight."
"Just listen to what Voldemort did to Ron! He -"
"Harry, please! We're trying to count: Fifty - eith -"
"Oh, but Professor, he hit him -"
Professor Dumbledore interrupted him.
"Don't bother us now, Harry. You see, the sorting hats gone bad and we're likely to not get the first years sorted.
Harry showed his sympathy for them.
Oh - oh, the poor little things. Oh, but Professor McGonagall, Voldemort hit Ron right over the back with a curse just because he says he gets in his business and helps me every day!
"Seventy -Harry, please!"
"Oh, but he doesn't do it every day - just once or twice a week. And he can't save me, anyway! And now she says he's going to get the -"
"Harry! We're busy!"
"Oh - all right."
"Now, you just help us out today and find yourself a place where you won't get into any trouble."
"Some place where there isn't any trouble? Do you suppose there is such a place, Ron? There must be. Not a place you can get to by a boat or a train. It's far, far away - behind the moon - beyond the rain -"
Harry begins to sing, mostly to himself.
Somewhere, over the rainbow, way up high. There's a land that I heard of
Once in a lullaby.
Somewhere, over the rainbow, skies are blue. And the dreams that you dare to dream
Really do come true.
Someday I'll wish upon a star and wake up where the clouds are far
Behind me.
Where troubles melt like lemon drops, Away above the chimney tops.
That's where you'll find me.
Somewhere, over the rainbow, bluebirds fly. Birds fly over the rainbow,
Why then - oh, why can't I?
If happy little bluebirds fly beyond the rainbow,
Why, oh, why can't I?
Hehehehe!!!!!!! First chapters done but since doing this is soooo fun, I might post another one today, we'll see. By the way, I am not done with THWTOR, I just have had writers block with it, if you have suggestions, please tell me.