Yo, guess who is back? Yep, it's me, your worst nightmare! HAHAHAHAHA! Well, not really, if you're reading this fic so far.
STuPiD DiScLaImEr: I think it's pretty clear by now that I'm just a penniless punk. If I owned Harry Potter or anything else I wouldn't be writing this dumb fic to entertain myself in the first place. I would be at Borders, Suncoast, Hot Topic or EBay, spending my money on things I'm just too damn broke to buy.
Chapter 4: Harry gets PiSsEd OfF
Harry: dancing Wait a minute... stops dancing What the hell am I doing?
Hermione: writing a note confessing her love to Filch, Hogwarts' Janitor Why, dancing, Harry. Why do you ask?
Harry: Cause this is bullsht, that's why! I wouldn't fcking dance while Voldemort's around!
Ron (who was kissing a rock he found behind his bed): But, Harry... Voldemort's not a bad guy anymore... He quit being evil, married Wormtail and is currently working at McDonald's! Don't you remember, Harry? You're even the godfather of the baby cactus he adopted - Jerry! Don't you remember?
Harry: What the fck??? Who writes this crap, anyway?
Author (who was too busy writing that Draco Malfoy was a hard core Teletubbie fan): looks up, surprised That would be me. Why do you ask?
Harry: This is all bullsht! That's why! You're giving fanfics and Harry Potter books and merchandise a fcking bad name!!!
Author: laughs evilly So?
Harry: You're SICK! Do you even like Harry Potter? 'Cause if you do! You're not showing it!
Author: defensively 'Course I like Harry Potter, you bastard! What the hell made you think I don't?
Harry: This... fanfic....
Draco: somehow comes in to the Gryffindor common room, looking desperate Potter! Help! I suddenly have the urge to watch a muggle kid's show named Teletubies 'til I die, have all the Teletubbie's merchandise, and am asking you for help!
Harry: Stares at Draco, who is now singing the Telletubie theme song with Seamus and Neville This fic is fcking crazy...
Author: evil laugh Thank you! Well, I'm bored, so better ditch this story quick and go get me some Pocky...
Harry: NO! Wait! I'm not thru with you!
Author: with a dark, evil voice Oh, yes, Potter, I knew from book four you would be rather... difficult to persuade than the rest. However, I have already prepared for that... takes out wand Super-Duper IMPERIO!
Harry: decides to go to the mall with Dumbledore, buy a cute skirt on sale and flirt with cute boys
Author: evil laugh
THE END!
AuThOr'S nOtE: I really, REALLY want some goddamn Pocky, and I don't have a wand (well, not a one that works, anyway, and that really sucks)
STuPiD DiScLaImEr: I think it's pretty clear by now that I'm just a penniless punk. If I owned Harry Potter or anything else I wouldn't be writing this dumb fic to entertain myself in the first place. I would be at Borders, Suncoast, Hot Topic or EBay, spending my money on things I'm just too damn broke to buy.
Chapter 4: Harry gets PiSsEd OfF
Harry: dancing Wait a minute... stops dancing What the hell am I doing?
Hermione: writing a note confessing her love to Filch, Hogwarts' Janitor Why, dancing, Harry. Why do you ask?
Harry: Cause this is bullsht, that's why! I wouldn't fcking dance while Voldemort's around!
Ron (who was kissing a rock he found behind his bed): But, Harry... Voldemort's not a bad guy anymore... He quit being evil, married Wormtail and is currently working at McDonald's! Don't you remember, Harry? You're even the godfather of the baby cactus he adopted - Jerry! Don't you remember?
Harry: What the fck??? Who writes this crap, anyway?
Author (who was too busy writing that Draco Malfoy was a hard core Teletubbie fan): looks up, surprised That would be me. Why do you ask?
Harry: This is all bullsht! That's why! You're giving fanfics and Harry Potter books and merchandise a fcking bad name!!!
Author: laughs evilly So?
Harry: You're SICK! Do you even like Harry Potter? 'Cause if you do! You're not showing it!
Author: defensively 'Course I like Harry Potter, you bastard! What the hell made you think I don't?
Harry: This... fanfic....
Draco: somehow comes in to the Gryffindor common room, looking desperate Potter! Help! I suddenly have the urge to watch a muggle kid's show named Teletubies 'til I die, have all the Teletubbie's merchandise, and am asking you for help!
Harry: Stares at Draco, who is now singing the Telletubie theme song with Seamus and Neville This fic is fcking crazy...
Author: evil laugh Thank you! Well, I'm bored, so better ditch this story quick and go get me some Pocky...
Harry: NO! Wait! I'm not thru with you!
Author: with a dark, evil voice Oh, yes, Potter, I knew from book four you would be rather... difficult to persuade than the rest. However, I have already prepared for that... takes out wand Super-Duper IMPERIO!
Harry: decides to go to the mall with Dumbledore, buy a cute skirt on sale and flirt with cute boys
Author: evil laugh
THE END!
AuThOr'S nOtE: I really, REALLY want some goddamn Pocky, and I don't have a wand (well, not a one that works, anyway, and that really sucks)