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When Hermione came to the unlucky trio explored the island, which contained three leather armchairs, one lonely palm tree, two coconuts and a herd of neurotic unidentified hoofed creatures, the postbox having mysteriously disappeared.
They pulled the armchairs over to what measly shade the tree provided and argued over the coconuts.
"I still think we should eat them now and save the shells to store water in!" Ron insisted. "It might not rain for days, and then we'll have to drink seawater and we'll all go mad! Mad I tell you!"
"...umm... sit down Ron..." Harry said cautiously, prising from Ron's grasp the random chameleon shaped mallet that he had been brandishing.
"Husks," announced Hermione authoritatively.
The other two goggled at her.
"Coconuts. They don't have shells, they have husks."
"Whatever. The point is - AaUUGH!" One of the mysterious hoofed creatures had wandered up and was chewing Ron's hat.
"Hmmm." Hermione pondered, "It seems to be some sort of goat..."
"Nah," said Harry, "No horns."
"Whatever it is, it's eating my HAT!" Shrieked Ron.
"Okay now calm down, lets just... umm..."
"Um," Harry said. "Has anyone realised the palm tree is multiplying?"
And indeed, upon looking around, they saw more teees growing everywhere, far too rapidly.
"Urgh" Hermione said, "I feel dizzy."
So, all of a sudden, they were in the middle of a jungle.
"Um," Ron murmured, "I don't want to worry you, but there are bright little eyes peering out of the undergrowth."
"If you don't want to worry us, why did you say that??"
They slowly backed into the centre of the clearing. The eyes watched them.
"What do we do now?" whispered Hermione.
"Panic?" Ron said hopefully.
They panicked.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Get over it.
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When Hermione came to the unlucky trio explored the island, which contained three leather armchairs, one lonely palm tree, two coconuts and a herd of neurotic unidentified hoofed creatures, the postbox having mysteriously disappeared.
They pulled the armchairs over to what measly shade the tree provided and argued over the coconuts.
"I still think we should eat them now and save the shells to store water in!" Ron insisted. "It might not rain for days, and then we'll have to drink seawater and we'll all go mad! Mad I tell you!"
"...umm... sit down Ron..." Harry said cautiously, prising from Ron's grasp the random chameleon shaped mallet that he had been brandishing.
"Husks," announced Hermione authoritatively.
The other two goggled at her.
"Coconuts. They don't have shells, they have husks."
"Whatever. The point is - AaUUGH!" One of the mysterious hoofed creatures had wandered up and was chewing Ron's hat.
"Hmmm." Hermione pondered, "It seems to be some sort of goat..."
"Nah," said Harry, "No horns."
"Whatever it is, it's eating my HAT!" Shrieked Ron.
"Okay now calm down, lets just... umm..."
"Um," Harry said. "Has anyone realised the palm tree is multiplying?"
And indeed, upon looking around, they saw more teees growing everywhere, far too rapidly.
"Urgh" Hermione said, "I feel dizzy."
So, all of a sudden, they were in the middle of a jungle.
"Um," Ron murmured, "I don't want to worry you, but there are bright little eyes peering out of the undergrowth."
"If you don't want to worry us, why did you say that??"
They slowly backed into the centre of the clearing. The eyes watched them.
"What do we do now?" whispered Hermione.
"Panic?" Ron said hopefully.
They panicked.