Hehe…I'm writing this about 3 hours after I wrote the second chapter…hehe…
Disclaimer: I don't own anything except my DVD of Pirates of the Caribbean, which I bought with my own money! So no, I don't own Harry Potter.
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"So what do we do now?" asked Harry, staring at the empty Hall before them.
"Well, we should start to plan our evil schemes! Muhahaha!" laughed Voldemort. (I'm going to call him Voldy now)
"Yes!" yelled Dumbledore enthusiastically.
"Er…okay. So where do we start?" asked Harry.
"Er…"
"Hmm…"
"I know! I'm going to open a factory!" cried Dumbledore.
"Er…for what?" asked Voldy and Harry.
"For our army, remember! I have a brilliant idea! I'm going to open a suntan-lotion factory, and on the tube it's going to say it's pineapple, but in reality it's coconut!" shouted Dumbledore.
"So what does that have to do with anything?" asked Harry confused.
"Well, it's evil! And then people who are allergic to coconut will have to go to the doctor, and I will make posters and hang them in the doctor's office!"
"And what are the posters going to say?" asked Voldemort, also confused.
"They're going to tell them to join our army, of course!" yelled Dumbledore happily.
"So let me get this straight: You're going to make bottles of suntan-lotion, saying the lotion is pineapple, but it's coconut, and then the people who are allergic to coconut will have to go to the doctor, where you will have put posters saying they should join us?" asked Harry.
"Yep."
"Brilliant…" awed Voldy and Harry.
Dumbledore beamed. "Well, I shall go now, okay?"
"Okay. We'll stay here and decide on our evil plot." Said Voldy, waving after Dumbledore, who disappeared through the door.
"So what are you going to do?" Harry asked Voldy.
"Well, I think I am going to open a tattoo shop." Voldy said thoughtfully.
"Oh really? You can make tattoos?"
"Yep." Said Voldy proudly.
"What designs?"
"Well, this skull with a snake coming out of its mouth is my specialty. I call it: The Dark Mark." Said Voldy.
"Oooohhhh…sound evil..I've heard of it before…" answered Harry.
"Yes, I thought you might have. Hey, listen, no hard feelings on all the times I tried to kill you, okay? I just didn't know you were so cool and evil.." said Voldemort.
"Okay. I didn't know you rocked, either!" exclaimed Harry, shaking hands with Voldy.
"So what are you going to do?" asked Voldemort.
"I think I have an idea…I'm going to become a psychiatrist, and I'm going to tell people to act like me to make their life better, and then they will all have scars on their forehead, and they will all follow me to battle." Replied Harry, smiling.
"That is bloody brilliant!" roared Voldemort, clapping Harry's shoulder.
"Why thank you, Voldy!"
"You're welcome, Potty!"
"Well, best be going then!"
"Okay!"
"Send me an owl when you've started your shop!"
"Send me an owl when you've opened your office!"
"Okay! Don't forget Albie!"
"Okay! Bye, Potty!"
"Bye, Voldy!"
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Again, I can't read my reviews, obviously something's wrong here on fanfiction! Thanks to all who reviewed! I know this story is insane, that's why it's in the humor section! Don't flame, 'cause if you do, what were you doing, reading my story if you don't like it? Flames will be used to burn down my school. Thanks for the fire, my mum doesn't let me get near it usually…
Just kidding!