Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. If I did, I'd be a frickin' rich bastard in Switzerland that owns an entire square of London. I might even have my own team of sled dogs and gold caps on my teeth. O.o
Where I left yall off at:
Ron had given birth and died AGAIN from complications. They had a funeral for em, and there are many more students that are still pregnant. Continued!...
Everyone is in the dining hall. Butch is in a booster seat with a bib on, and Hermione is feeding her.
HERMIONE: Here comes the train! Choo Choo! Open the hatch, Butchy!
BUTCH: You are one of the most ignorant bitches I've ever met.
HERMIONE: Ha ha! It's so cute when you speak baby talk!
BUTCH: Ovaries and french kissing.
HARRY: Feed me, Herms! [opens his mouth]
HERMIONE: No, no. This is special food for widdle babies, like Butchy Wutchy. [pinches Butch's cheeks]
BUTCH: I'll feed ya, niggah! [pees in Harry's open mouth]
HARRY: [gags]
HERMIONE: Aren't you pregnant, Harry?
HARRY: [barfs] Yes. I am due anytime now.
HERMIONE: My partner gave birth yesterday, right after Ron.
HARRY: Who was your partner?
HERMIONE: Neville. It's an ugly little bastard, too.
HARRY: I thought Neville decided he wasn't going to give birth! Well..What does it look like? What's its name? How long is its weenie?
HERMIONE: Neville named it Kipper, remember? It's a boy, and he has bushy red hair and brown eyes. And I would presume its penis is way longer than yours, because as gay and fruity as you are, I would guess you have a wee one.
BUTCH: I inherited all of my mom's ugly ness. I have nasty red hair, blue eyes, and giant moles on my ass.
HERMIONE: You're so cute! [squeezes her]
BUTCH: [barfs on Hermione's hair] Now your hair is even nastier than before. But it's not like anyone will tell the difference.
HERMIONE: [more squeezing and other mushy hoopla]
HARRY: I feel the baby comin! I'm in labor! [cries in pain]
HERMIONE: Oh my, Harry! Get on the table and spread your legs!
HARRY: [does so] Ack! It hurts and I am in excruciating pain! [sobs and blubbers]
BUTCH: Feel da pain, mutha fucka!
HARRY: Ouchie!
HERMIONE: Okay Harry, [gets up near his crotch] I'm going to see if it's coming out yet. [gets up closer]
HARRY: [farts in her face. It blows her hair backwards, and melts her nose] Hey! The pain's gone!
HERMIONE: ....
HARRY: It was just gas. False alarm. [farts again, and gets off the table]
BUTCH: Chrome and bling bling! Ca-ching, brudda!
HARRY: Tee hee.
HERMIONE: [faints]
[A/N: Review please! I know you all are reading this, but you never review! The first three people to review for this chapter will gets small cameo parts in the next chappie! Okay thanks, yall!....Julie]
Where I left yall off at:
Ron had given birth and died AGAIN from complications. They had a funeral for em, and there are many more students that are still pregnant. Continued!...
Everyone is in the dining hall. Butch is in a booster seat with a bib on, and Hermione is feeding her.
HERMIONE: Here comes the train! Choo Choo! Open the hatch, Butchy!
BUTCH: You are one of the most ignorant bitches I've ever met.
HERMIONE: Ha ha! It's so cute when you speak baby talk!
BUTCH: Ovaries and french kissing.
HARRY: Feed me, Herms! [opens his mouth]
HERMIONE: No, no. This is special food for widdle babies, like Butchy Wutchy. [pinches Butch's cheeks]
BUTCH: I'll feed ya, niggah! [pees in Harry's open mouth]
HARRY: [gags]
HERMIONE: Aren't you pregnant, Harry?
HARRY: [barfs] Yes. I am due anytime now.
HERMIONE: My partner gave birth yesterday, right after Ron.
HARRY: Who was your partner?
HERMIONE: Neville. It's an ugly little bastard, too.
HARRY: I thought Neville decided he wasn't going to give birth! Well..What does it look like? What's its name? How long is its weenie?
HERMIONE: Neville named it Kipper, remember? It's a boy, and he has bushy red hair and brown eyes. And I would presume its penis is way longer than yours, because as gay and fruity as you are, I would guess you have a wee one.
BUTCH: I inherited all of my mom's ugly ness. I have nasty red hair, blue eyes, and giant moles on my ass.
HERMIONE: You're so cute! [squeezes her]
BUTCH: [barfs on Hermione's hair] Now your hair is even nastier than before. But it's not like anyone will tell the difference.
HERMIONE: [more squeezing and other mushy hoopla]
HARRY: I feel the baby comin! I'm in labor! [cries in pain]
HERMIONE: Oh my, Harry! Get on the table and spread your legs!
HARRY: [does so] Ack! It hurts and I am in excruciating pain! [sobs and blubbers]
BUTCH: Feel da pain, mutha fucka!
HARRY: Ouchie!
HERMIONE: Okay Harry, [gets up near his crotch] I'm going to see if it's coming out yet. [gets up closer]
HARRY: [farts in her face. It blows her hair backwards, and melts her nose] Hey! The pain's gone!
HERMIONE: ....
HARRY: It was just gas. False alarm. [farts again, and gets off the table]
BUTCH: Chrome and bling bling! Ca-ching, brudda!
HARRY: Tee hee.
HERMIONE: [faints]
[A/N: Review please! I know you all are reading this, but you never review! The first three people to review for this chapter will gets small cameo parts in the next chappie! Okay thanks, yall!....Julie]