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Well, as long as I don't have a life, (or stay on vacation,) I'll update all you want.
Now review all you want, which better be A LOT. I live on reviews. They keep me writing more. Or does me writing keep you reviewing...? Well, enough philosophies, time for the show!
La cucaracha, la cucaracha, enchilada blah blah blah...
Some more words... yeah... la cucaracha... whatever...
THE END!
[Darkboy77 is booed off of the stage]
***
Well, as my singing and dancing career didn't work, I guess I'll just have to stick to writing these Fan Fictions! And here's my best [read: only] one!
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. Or does Harry Potter not own me?
***
"Yes, Harry, Ron, it is me." Said Hermione. "I TOLD you not to go there, and when you didn't listen, I thought, what the hey, let them be idiots and get in trouble! But when YOU GOT EXPELLED, I couldn't believe how idiotic you were. And then the train... Harry, you were going to GET YOURSELF KILLED, when you could've beaten it in ONE STEP!"
"HOW!?" shouted Harry, extremely aggravated.
"Harry, take one step backwards."
Harry did, and fell into the lake.
Coughing, sputtering, and swearing, Harry grabbed land and hoisted himself upwards. He was completely dry, of course. No one stays wet after jumping into the water with all of their clothes on.
"You mean... all I had to do was sidestep the train, and let it run into the lake!?"
"EXACTLY!" said Hermione. "I'm really glad I followed you! I saved your life with my teleportus!"
"What's that?" asked Ron.
"The teleport spell! The same spell the teachers hit your dad's car with! Sends anything five miles away AT LEAST! Very hard, though, as it's beyond NEWT level..."
"Then how do you know it!?" asked Ron furiously.
"Because, Ron, I am smart."
"Word." Said Harry and Ron together.
"Anyway," said Hermione, becoming serious, "you're right, you have to find Hogwarts, a History, and the closest copy is in the library! All I can say to you is... good luck!" and with that, Hermione ran into the castle.
"Any idea how she'll get back without being seen?" asked Harry.
"Not a clue." Said Ron.
"Think she'll make it?"
"Not a doubt."
***
35 minutes later, Harry and Ron were outside the castle doors.
"All the teachers should be in bed by now." Said Harry.
"Yeah." Agreed Ron. "It's not like they patrol the corridors! This isn't some high-security base! In fact, it should be EASY for us to get to the library!"
***
Inside, the teachers were patrolling the corridors.
"Why are we patrolling the corridors?" asked one.
"I don't know." Replied another. "But it seems Dumbledore wants us to treat Hogwarts like its some high-security base. But all I know is this... it won't be easy to get into the library!"
"Wow."
***
Harry and Ron gasped as they came into the entrance hall, and then quickly dived behind a few Gargoyle statues.
"Did you see all of those teachers!?" hissed Harry.
"I did!" replied Ron. "But I don't think we have to worry. No one can see us behind these two gargoyle statues!"
***
"Hey, who are those two idiots hiding behind those gargoyle statues?" asked a teacher.
"I don't know!" replied another. "Let's leg-lock them so we can find out who they are!"
***
"Uh, they're raising their wands..." said Ron nervously. "Harry, should we run?"
"No, they can't see us!" replied Harry. "Stay absolutely still..."
"Harry, they're coming this way!"
"Stay still... we are invisible..."
"Harry, they're looking straight at us!"
"Stay still..."
"Harry, they're right next to us!"
"Invisible..."
"Harry, they're taking me away! Harry..."
"Okay, Ron, if you are THAT nervous, we'll move."
Harry grabbed Ron by the hand, looked around, and then dashed for a door, leaving the two teachers behind.
"Why did you let them escape?" asked one.
"I just felt sorry for them." Said the other.
***
Harry and Ron were pressed up against the edge of a wall. Filch was around the corner, looking around intently for any students. They needed a way to get past him!
And then Harry saw the barrels.
"Ron!" said Harry with glee. "Get into one of these barrels!"
They both got in, and after a few minutes of work, made holes for their eyes.
"How will this help?" wondered Ron.
"If we just stay still, move when his back is turned, and then stay still before he turns around, we'll EASILY make it past him!"
"Harry, I don't think-"
"Do you have a better plan?"
"Actually, I-"
"Then let's GO!"
Ron made an indignant sound, and followed Harry.
They walked for a few feet, and when Filch was ready to turn around, they dropped onto the floor, and stayed completely still.
Filch glanced at the barrels at the top of the corridor for a brief second, and then turned around.
Harry and Ron sprinted as fast as they could for about 20 feet, and then stayed completely still before Filch turned around.
When Filch turned around, and saw the barrels 20 feet closer than they had been five seconds ago, he yelped in surprise.
"Harry, we've been sighted!" said Ron nervously.
"Impossible! We're completely still!" said Harry.
Filch, after getting over the shock, LAUGHED.
"HAHAHAHAHA! You've got to be kidding me, you delinquents in the barrels! If there isn't a barrel in a spot five seconds ago, and then five seconds later, there is one, no matter HOW still it is, I'm not going to think it was already there! HAHAHAHAHA! Oh, my, that was the worst attempt in years! But I can't laugh too long! MRS. NORRIS!"
Filch's cat sprang up from out of nowhere, howling as loud as she could. Almost instantly, McGonagall, Sprout, and Hagrid were at her side.
"GET THOUSE DELINQUENTS!!!" screamed Filch.
"Which ones?" asked Hagrid.
"What do you mean, you overgrown teacher- THE ONES IN THE BARRELS!"
"Which barrels? I don't see any barrels." Said Professor Sprout.
"No... no barrels...?" said Filch, his heart stopping. "There were two there a second ago..."
"Argus, I think you might need some rest." Said McGonagall. "Come on, back to our posts."
The three teachers left, leaving Filch all alone.
"I... must have underestimated you..." said Filch. "But mark my words..." he CLOSED HIS EYES and tilted his head towards the ceiling. "YOU WON'T GET BY ME AGAIN!"
And that's when Harry and Ron brushed past him, unnoticed by Filch.
***
"That was a genius plan, Harry, ducking around the corner when Mrs. Norris howled." Said Ron. "Actually, it wasn't, but it worked."
"Don't rub it in." said Harry. "Hey, the library!"
Harry and Ron entered the library.
"Now all we have to do is find Hogwarts, a History, get it, get out, go to Dumbledore and prove our innocence!"
"Should be easy." Said Ron.
***
Five minutes later, Harry and Ron walked out of the library with numerous cuts and bruises, a big, red stripe across both of their chests, and, for some strange reason, a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice each. But they had still gotten the book.
"Okay, we have the proof, now all we have to do is go to Dumbledore's office and show him!" said Harry.
"Easier said than done." Said Ron. Dumbledore's office is exactly-
"Three steps from the library." Finished Harry. "They moved it this year, remember?"
"No!" said Ron, sipping his orange juice. "But I'm glad."
"Anyway, most likely, the password will be some candy, so start thinking."
They went up to the familiar gargoyle head, (at least familiar to Harry,) ready to guess the password. But when hey got there, they realized it wasn't necessary.
The door was wide open, as if Dumbledore was expecting them.
***
OOH, A CLIFFHANGER!!! Why am I so excited, I've had, like, ten already. But no one cares, just read my next chapter when it comes.
Yo, you've got to review
Cuz if ya' do
Well, then you
Won't make me feel blue
And you know you do
Not want to make me feel blue
Now get out of here
And review! Review!
Well, as long as I don't have a life, (or stay on vacation,) I'll update all you want.
Now review all you want, which better be A LOT. I live on reviews. They keep me writing more. Or does me writing keep you reviewing...? Well, enough philosophies, time for the show!
La cucaracha, la cucaracha, enchilada blah blah blah...
Some more words... yeah... la cucaracha... whatever...
THE END!
[Darkboy77 is booed off of the stage]
***
Well, as my singing and dancing career didn't work, I guess I'll just have to stick to writing these Fan Fictions! And here's my best [read: only] one!
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. Or does Harry Potter not own me?
***
"Yes, Harry, Ron, it is me." Said Hermione. "I TOLD you not to go there, and when you didn't listen, I thought, what the hey, let them be idiots and get in trouble! But when YOU GOT EXPELLED, I couldn't believe how idiotic you were. And then the train... Harry, you were going to GET YOURSELF KILLED, when you could've beaten it in ONE STEP!"
"HOW!?" shouted Harry, extremely aggravated.
"Harry, take one step backwards."
Harry did, and fell into the lake.
Coughing, sputtering, and swearing, Harry grabbed land and hoisted himself upwards. He was completely dry, of course. No one stays wet after jumping into the water with all of their clothes on.
"You mean... all I had to do was sidestep the train, and let it run into the lake!?"
"EXACTLY!" said Hermione. "I'm really glad I followed you! I saved your life with my teleportus!"
"What's that?" asked Ron.
"The teleport spell! The same spell the teachers hit your dad's car with! Sends anything five miles away AT LEAST! Very hard, though, as it's beyond NEWT level..."
"Then how do you know it!?" asked Ron furiously.
"Because, Ron, I am smart."
"Word." Said Harry and Ron together.
"Anyway," said Hermione, becoming serious, "you're right, you have to find Hogwarts, a History, and the closest copy is in the library! All I can say to you is... good luck!" and with that, Hermione ran into the castle.
"Any idea how she'll get back without being seen?" asked Harry.
"Not a clue." Said Ron.
"Think she'll make it?"
"Not a doubt."
***
35 minutes later, Harry and Ron were outside the castle doors.
"All the teachers should be in bed by now." Said Harry.
"Yeah." Agreed Ron. "It's not like they patrol the corridors! This isn't some high-security base! In fact, it should be EASY for us to get to the library!"
***
Inside, the teachers were patrolling the corridors.
"Why are we patrolling the corridors?" asked one.
"I don't know." Replied another. "But it seems Dumbledore wants us to treat Hogwarts like its some high-security base. But all I know is this... it won't be easy to get into the library!"
"Wow."
***
Harry and Ron gasped as they came into the entrance hall, and then quickly dived behind a few Gargoyle statues.
"Did you see all of those teachers!?" hissed Harry.
"I did!" replied Ron. "But I don't think we have to worry. No one can see us behind these two gargoyle statues!"
***
"Hey, who are those two idiots hiding behind those gargoyle statues?" asked a teacher.
"I don't know!" replied another. "Let's leg-lock them so we can find out who they are!"
***
"Uh, they're raising their wands..." said Ron nervously. "Harry, should we run?"
"No, they can't see us!" replied Harry. "Stay absolutely still..."
"Harry, they're coming this way!"
"Stay still... we are invisible..."
"Harry, they're looking straight at us!"
"Stay still..."
"Harry, they're right next to us!"
"Invisible..."
"Harry, they're taking me away! Harry..."
"Okay, Ron, if you are THAT nervous, we'll move."
Harry grabbed Ron by the hand, looked around, and then dashed for a door, leaving the two teachers behind.
"Why did you let them escape?" asked one.
"I just felt sorry for them." Said the other.
***
Harry and Ron were pressed up against the edge of a wall. Filch was around the corner, looking around intently for any students. They needed a way to get past him!
And then Harry saw the barrels.
"Ron!" said Harry with glee. "Get into one of these barrels!"
They both got in, and after a few minutes of work, made holes for their eyes.
"How will this help?" wondered Ron.
"If we just stay still, move when his back is turned, and then stay still before he turns around, we'll EASILY make it past him!"
"Harry, I don't think-"
"Do you have a better plan?"
"Actually, I-"
"Then let's GO!"
Ron made an indignant sound, and followed Harry.
They walked for a few feet, and when Filch was ready to turn around, they dropped onto the floor, and stayed completely still.
Filch glanced at the barrels at the top of the corridor for a brief second, and then turned around.
Harry and Ron sprinted as fast as they could for about 20 feet, and then stayed completely still before Filch turned around.
When Filch turned around, and saw the barrels 20 feet closer than they had been five seconds ago, he yelped in surprise.
"Harry, we've been sighted!" said Ron nervously.
"Impossible! We're completely still!" said Harry.
Filch, after getting over the shock, LAUGHED.
"HAHAHAHAHA! You've got to be kidding me, you delinquents in the barrels! If there isn't a barrel in a spot five seconds ago, and then five seconds later, there is one, no matter HOW still it is, I'm not going to think it was already there! HAHAHAHAHA! Oh, my, that was the worst attempt in years! But I can't laugh too long! MRS. NORRIS!"
Filch's cat sprang up from out of nowhere, howling as loud as she could. Almost instantly, McGonagall, Sprout, and Hagrid were at her side.
"GET THOUSE DELINQUENTS!!!" screamed Filch.
"Which ones?" asked Hagrid.
"What do you mean, you overgrown teacher- THE ONES IN THE BARRELS!"
"Which barrels? I don't see any barrels." Said Professor Sprout.
"No... no barrels...?" said Filch, his heart stopping. "There were two there a second ago..."
"Argus, I think you might need some rest." Said McGonagall. "Come on, back to our posts."
The three teachers left, leaving Filch all alone.
"I... must have underestimated you..." said Filch. "But mark my words..." he CLOSED HIS EYES and tilted his head towards the ceiling. "YOU WON'T GET BY ME AGAIN!"
And that's when Harry and Ron brushed past him, unnoticed by Filch.
***
"That was a genius plan, Harry, ducking around the corner when Mrs. Norris howled." Said Ron. "Actually, it wasn't, but it worked."
"Don't rub it in." said Harry. "Hey, the library!"
Harry and Ron entered the library.
"Now all we have to do is find Hogwarts, a History, get it, get out, go to Dumbledore and prove our innocence!"
"Should be easy." Said Ron.
***
Five minutes later, Harry and Ron walked out of the library with numerous cuts and bruises, a big, red stripe across both of their chests, and, for some strange reason, a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice each. But they had still gotten the book.
"Okay, we have the proof, now all we have to do is go to Dumbledore's office and show him!" said Harry.
"Easier said than done." Said Ron. Dumbledore's office is exactly-
"Three steps from the library." Finished Harry. "They moved it this year, remember?"
"No!" said Ron, sipping his orange juice. "But I'm glad."
"Anyway, most likely, the password will be some candy, so start thinking."
They went up to the familiar gargoyle head, (at least familiar to Harry,) ready to guess the password. But when hey got there, they realized it wasn't necessary.
The door was wide open, as if Dumbledore was expecting them.
***
OOH, A CLIFFHANGER!!! Why am I so excited, I've had, like, ten already. But no one cares, just read my next chapter when it comes.
Yo, you've got to review
Cuz if ya' do
Well, then you
Won't make me feel blue
And you know you do
Not want to make me feel blue
Now get out of here
And review! Review!