"Whose Line Is It Anyway?" Harry Potter Style
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Chapter 8: Party Quirks
Hagrid: Hey! Let's continue with a game called "party quirks." This game is fer all four of yeh. *All four cast members walk down to the stage.* Now, Harry, yeh'll have ter guess who the other players are, that is, what they have written on the cards I gave em' during the break, as you greet them to yer "party." And... begin! *Harry is in the center of the stage and the other three players are off to the side.
Harry: *acts like he's setting out food on a table* I hope I got enough chocolate frogs. I wonder if I have time to run to the Sunoco for more food? *doorbell sound* Oh, I guess not. *Goes to where a door would be and pretends to open it. Hermione steps in.* Hullo, welcome to my party.
Hermione: *acts like she's holding a plate of something, pretends to set it on an imaginary table, hugs Harry, and pinches his cheeks (which freaks him out)* Ooh, you've gotten so big. I brought you some cookies. I set them... now where did I set them?
Harry: Um, on the table there...
Hermione: Oh yes, now I remember. *doorbell rings; Harry opens it- it's Ron.
Harry: Hey, come on in mate.
Ron: Duck... *pats Harry's head, then runs over to Hermione and pats her head* duck... *goes over to Hagrid and pats his head* GOOSE! *Waddles like a duck/goose and runs away from Hagrid. Hagrid looks baffled, so he just sips his butterbeer.*
Harry: Ok then... *doorbell rings and Dumbledore enters* Hey, the party's just getting started. *Dumbledore strolls in and pretends to suck on lemon drops* So, why were you late? Bad traffic? *At, this, Dumbledore starts to do the Macarena for a moment, stops, and answers Harry's question.*
Dumbledore: No, actually I was investigating a certain incident involving a balding potion. *Snape ducks his head so low that all you can see is the top of his black, greasy head* Ah well. Do you have any cookies?
Hermione: *runs over to Dumbledore with her "plate of cookies"* Right here! They're still fresh out of the oven. I bake only the best cookies for my... now who did I bake these for again?
Dumbledore: *does the Macarena again* I'm afraid I don't- *Ron waddles over to Dumbledore.*
Ron: Duck... *waddles over to Hermione* duck... *waddles over to Harry* GOOSE! *Ron quickly waddles away from Harry.*
Harry: Oh, I get it now! Get out of my party, person who thinks he's a real goose playing "Duck Duck Goose". *Hagrid sounds buzzer as Ron walks back to his seat.*
Hagrid: Good!
Hermione: *Goes over to Harry* Excuse me young man, but where am I? *Dumbledore does the Macarena again*
Harry: Erm- at my party.
Hermione: Right... and... who are you again? *Dumbledore does the Macarena.*
Harry: Your niece?
Hagrid: No, try again!
Hermione: Oh yes! How could I forget! I remember day I became a... Now what did I become when your mother had you? *Dumbledore does the Macarena yet again.*
Dumbledore: *wipes sweat off his face* Whoo, now this is a workout!
Harry: grandmother?
Hagrid: Almost, but yeh gotta expand a little bit.
Harry: My very forgetful, pampering grandmother? *Hagrid sounds buzzer.*
Hagrid: Right! *Hermione walks back to her seat.*
Harry: And that leaves... Who are you?
Dumbledore: *says nothing, but simply does the Macarena*
Harry: A person who does the Macarena whenever he's asked a question? *Hagrid sounds buzzer as Dumbledore goes to his seat.*
Hagrid: Right on the nose! 1,000 points ter all of yeh and 5,000 points ter Harry for gettin' the characters right so fast. *Harry smiles his Colgate smile.* An' we'll be right back with more of "Whose Line?"
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Chapter 8: Party Quirks
Hagrid: Hey! Let's continue with a game called "party quirks." This game is fer all four of yeh. *All four cast members walk down to the stage.* Now, Harry, yeh'll have ter guess who the other players are, that is, what they have written on the cards I gave em' during the break, as you greet them to yer "party." And... begin! *Harry is in the center of the stage and the other three players are off to the side.
Harry: *acts like he's setting out food on a table* I hope I got enough chocolate frogs. I wonder if I have time to run to the Sunoco for more food? *doorbell sound* Oh, I guess not. *Goes to where a door would be and pretends to open it. Hermione steps in.* Hullo, welcome to my party.
Hermione: *acts like she's holding a plate of something, pretends to set it on an imaginary table, hugs Harry, and pinches his cheeks (which freaks him out)* Ooh, you've gotten so big. I brought you some cookies. I set them... now where did I set them?
Harry: Um, on the table there...
Hermione: Oh yes, now I remember. *doorbell rings; Harry opens it- it's Ron.
Harry: Hey, come on in mate.
Ron: Duck... *pats Harry's head, then runs over to Hermione and pats her head* duck... *goes over to Hagrid and pats his head* GOOSE! *Waddles like a duck/goose and runs away from Hagrid. Hagrid looks baffled, so he just sips his butterbeer.*
Harry: Ok then... *doorbell rings and Dumbledore enters* Hey, the party's just getting started. *Dumbledore strolls in and pretends to suck on lemon drops* So, why were you late? Bad traffic? *At, this, Dumbledore starts to do the Macarena for a moment, stops, and answers Harry's question.*
Dumbledore: No, actually I was investigating a certain incident involving a balding potion. *Snape ducks his head so low that all you can see is the top of his black, greasy head* Ah well. Do you have any cookies?
Hermione: *runs over to Dumbledore with her "plate of cookies"* Right here! They're still fresh out of the oven. I bake only the best cookies for my... now who did I bake these for again?
Dumbledore: *does the Macarena again* I'm afraid I don't- *Ron waddles over to Dumbledore.*
Ron: Duck... *waddles over to Hermione* duck... *waddles over to Harry* GOOSE! *Ron quickly waddles away from Harry.*
Harry: Oh, I get it now! Get out of my party, person who thinks he's a real goose playing "Duck Duck Goose". *Hagrid sounds buzzer as Ron walks back to his seat.*
Hagrid: Good!
Hermione: *Goes over to Harry* Excuse me young man, but where am I? *Dumbledore does the Macarena again*
Harry: Erm- at my party.
Hermione: Right... and... who are you again? *Dumbledore does the Macarena.*
Harry: Your niece?
Hagrid: No, try again!
Hermione: Oh yes! How could I forget! I remember day I became a... Now what did I become when your mother had you? *Dumbledore does the Macarena yet again.*
Dumbledore: *wipes sweat off his face* Whoo, now this is a workout!
Harry: grandmother?
Hagrid: Almost, but yeh gotta expand a little bit.
Harry: My very forgetful, pampering grandmother? *Hagrid sounds buzzer.*
Hagrid: Right! *Hermione walks back to her seat.*
Harry: And that leaves... Who are you?
Dumbledore: *says nothing, but simply does the Macarena*
Harry: A person who does the Macarena whenever he's asked a question? *Hagrid sounds buzzer as Dumbledore goes to his seat.*
Hagrid: Right on the nose! 1,000 points ter all of yeh and 5,000 points ter Harry for gettin' the characters right so fast. *Harry smiles his Colgate smile.* An' we'll be right back with more of "Whose Line?"
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