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Disclaimer: And neither do I own Jerry Springer, Promotional Dudes With Laptops, Kit, Seven, Home and Away, the Nature Channel, oh I could go on forever only I'm not going to.
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Hermione was dumped in the deserted street outside, next to a dead body and a weird drunk guy who was mumbling in his sleep.
She groaned and sat up. "Oh, I just want to find Harry and Ron and get out of here!" She wailed.
The drunk dude shot to his feet. "Wha? Hermione? Ron? What's going on? Where are the flamingoes?" For of course this was Harry.
And the dead body was.... danananah! ....Ron! (der)
So now our happy trio is together again, but this empty street is horribly boring so...
*The landscape swirled around them*
"RON!!!"
"HARRY!!!"
"HERMIONE!!!'
When they all stopped screaming they considered looking around to see what weird landscape swirl they'd got into this time.
Then they all screamed and covered their eyes because they seemed to have been transported to the Senior Citizens Lawn Bowls Club changing room (A/N: Uuuugh... yes I know I'm evil!)
"Oh my god I did not need to see that!" Hermione whispered urgently.
"What do we do?" Ron moaned.
"Okay," Harry said, "let's not panic. There's two doors over there, I'm betting one of them leads to the showers and one outside."
"Ahm... I'm guessing we go for outside?"
"Yah."
"Okay, on three... one, two-" At this point all three ran like hell for the door.
Harry wrenched it open, they all piled through, leaned on it and panted.
Then they looked up into the steam and screamed "WRONG DOOR!!!!" in unison. They ran screaming back through the door, into the change room and out the other door, which led to a random tropical island.
The door then disappeared.
"Okay, that was an experience I do NOT want to repeat in a hurry!" Hermione yelled, her eyes glowing suspiciously red. "And I have had a BAD day and RON if you do not get us OUT of here I am going to SCREAM!!!!!"
"Um, Hermione, you're already screaming." Ron pointed out tactfully.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaargh!
Ron and Harry decided this would be a good time to cower.
Hermione rushed around screaming for a bit, then whacked into a handy post box and fell down unconscious.
The two boys blinked at her for a while.
"Reckon we ought to do something?" Ron asked nervously.
"Naw, she's quieter that way."
"Yeah."
Disclaimer: And neither do I own Jerry Springer, Promotional Dudes With Laptops, Kit, Seven, Home and Away, the Nature Channel, oh I could go on forever only I'm not going to.
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Hermione was dumped in the deserted street outside, next to a dead body and a weird drunk guy who was mumbling in his sleep.
She groaned and sat up. "Oh, I just want to find Harry and Ron and get out of here!" She wailed.
The drunk dude shot to his feet. "Wha? Hermione? Ron? What's going on? Where are the flamingoes?" For of course this was Harry.
And the dead body was.... danananah! ....Ron! (der)
So now our happy trio is together again, but this empty street is horribly boring so...
*The landscape swirled around them*
"RON!!!"
"HARRY!!!"
"HERMIONE!!!'
When they all stopped screaming they considered looking around to see what weird landscape swirl they'd got into this time.
Then they all screamed and covered their eyes because they seemed to have been transported to the Senior Citizens Lawn Bowls Club changing room (A/N: Uuuugh... yes I know I'm evil!)
"Oh my god I did not need to see that!" Hermione whispered urgently.
"What do we do?" Ron moaned.
"Okay," Harry said, "let's not panic. There's two doors over there, I'm betting one of them leads to the showers and one outside."
"Ahm... I'm guessing we go for outside?"
"Yah."
"Okay, on three... one, two-" At this point all three ran like hell for the door.
Harry wrenched it open, they all piled through, leaned on it and panted.
Then they looked up into the steam and screamed "WRONG DOOR!!!!" in unison. They ran screaming back through the door, into the change room and out the other door, which led to a random tropical island.
The door then disappeared.
"Okay, that was an experience I do NOT want to repeat in a hurry!" Hermione yelled, her eyes glowing suspiciously red. "And I have had a BAD day and RON if you do not get us OUT of here I am going to SCREAM!!!!!"
"Um, Hermione, you're already screaming." Ron pointed out tactfully.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaargh!
Ron and Harry decided this would be a good time to cower.
Hermione rushed around screaming for a bit, then whacked into a handy post box and fell down unconscious.
The two boys blinked at her for a while.
"Reckon we ought to do something?" Ron asked nervously.
"Naw, she's quieter that way."
"Yeah."