Disclaimer: If ever you get a giraffe the first thing you have to do is teach him soccer. O yea I don't own Harry Potter. hey but guess what I do own.common just try and guess.

~Jeffy~

Harry: Hey guys look at this cool giraffe I found!

Hermione: Mama mia thatsa bigga giraffe-a!

Ron: *stares at Hermione confused y she talks like an Italian person and he is thinking, hmm I wonder what a chocolate cloud would taste like, as long as it doesn't taste like strawberry it is fine with me * Hey Harry can we name him chocolate cloud?

Harry: No I was thinking something more like Jeffy.

Hermione: Jeffy sounds good. I'm gonna make a pizza!

Me: Is this story going anywhere?

Harry: What story?

Everyone stares at me as I slowly back out of the scene. Then out of no where a soccer ball comes rolling into the scene and Jeffy starts playing soccer with it, very well mind you.

Harry: Whoa! Ron you got a big pimple! Hey Jeffy is playing soccer!

Later, on the suddenly noticeable soccer field.

The crowd: GO JEFFY! YOU DA GIRAFFE!

Harry whispers to Ron because Hermione is to busy making the pasta and the pizza and stroking her long mustache: One more score from Jeffy and we win the match, better yet we beat Malfoy's team!

Ron: MMMMMMM Chocolate clouds * licks lips *

Harry: WOOOHOOOO WE WON THE GAME!

Hermione: WOOOHOOO hey anyone wants a pizza?

Harry: Hey Jeffy you did great!

Jeffy: Harry I can't talk remember? Harry: Oh yea

Hermione: Hey who wants some meatballs hot off the grill?

Crowd: SHUT UP HERMIONE!

Hermione: Hey I make food for yous all and alls yous alls do is yella? Fine I'll go back to normal brainiac Hermione that doesn't make the best Italian food in the world!

Five minutes later.

Hermione: Well thanks to all of you I have redorkulated!

Away from all this Hermione business, Mallfoy and Harry were having a fight about Jeffy.

Malfoy: Potter, Dillard was mine first so give him back!

Harry: What kind of name is Dillard?

Malfoy: Well he is mine so gimme him.

Hermione: Well since I am the smart one now I have calculated a way to solve a problem.

Ron: Good old Hermione always there to do something and .mmmmm chocolate clouds.

Harry: What did you think of Hermione?

Hermione: Well it is very easy; whoever wins this sumo wrestling fight wins Jeffy back.

Harry: Good thing I've been tucking in the pounds these last 5 years. *undoes a big belt and Harry is automatically 10 times his normal size *

Malfoy: Oh no I'm just a skinny little pale boy, I'll never win, but I will do my best.

Hermione: Let's get this sumo fight on!

Well of course Harry whooped Malfoy's booty in the sumo fight, and happily Harry wins Jeffy back. Then Harry, Ron, and Hermione jumped on to Jeffy and rode off into the chocolate clouds.

Ron: Dreams do come true! And they all lived happily ever after, except Malfoy because he lost his best friend, Jeffy, and he lost his favorite nickel.

Poor Malfoy. hey look a nickel!

Malfoy: NOOOOOOOOOOOO don't take Phill away also!!!

Me: Phill?

Malfoy: Well a nickel has gotta have a name also.

Me: True dat, true dat.

Poor nickel less, giraffe less Malfoy.

A/N: Will Malfoy win Jeffy back? Will Malfoy find Phill Jr.? Will Ron get stuck in a kangaroo's pouch. again? Stay tuned and always remember to dream.