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By the way, I found out LaLaine's name on the show is Miranda. OK. Enjoy
Chapter 4!
Lizzie's mom cleaned up poor Ron's vomit again. After he was cleaned again, Lizzie, Gordo, Ron, Harry, and Hermione sat down on the sofas. "So why did you ask us about magic anyway?" Gordo asked. "Uh, nothing. We just wanted to find out, uh, your outtake on life, and we figured that asking about magic helps you find out about people's personality," Harry stammered. "How? What is my personality like?" Lizzie asked curiously. "Yeah, and what's mine?" "Well, Lizzie is the romantic one and Gordo is the logical one," Hermione said. Lizzie stood up and squealed. "Wow! It's all true! How do you do that? Amazing!" Lizzie exclaimed. "What a DUMB blonde," Ron whispered to Harry.
Matt suddenly came running into the family room. "Bam bam bam! You don't scare me, no matter how much you pinch my cheeks! BAM BAM BAM!" Matt screamed as he drenched everyone with water from his squirt gun. "ACK! MY FAVORITE OUTFIT!" Hermione cried, standing up immediately (A/N: Well I would make them wear their Hogwarts robes, but ever since that Alfonso guy started directing the Harry Potter movies they have started to wear street clothes. I think that sucks. They should totally keep the robes! Sorry. Just had to get that out of my system.)
"MATT! HOW COULD YOU? MOM! COME HERE QUICK!" Lizzie screeched. Lizzie's mother, who was now very tired from mopping up puke, dragged in. "Matt, go to your room," she mumbled. "Aw, busted!" Matt screamed as he an up to his room. Lizzie's mom trudged out of the living room.
Lizzie stood up. "I'm real sorry guys. Come on, I'll get you some clothes to wear. Harry and Ron, you can wear Matt's clothes," Lizzie apologized. "NEVER!!!" Matt yelled from upstairs. "Thanks, Liz. You're the best," Hermione said, hugging her.
The friends went upstairs. Lizzie gave Hermione her pink prom dress. "Liz, don't you think that this is a little much? I mean, look at these flowing ruffles and this waist-low V-neck?" Hermione said. "Oh, the best for my best friend!" Lizzie smiled. "Oh Liz! Best Friends Forever!" Hermione cried as the two hugged again.
Harry and Ron were given Matt's basketball jerseys and some shorts. "This feels weird," Harry said as he looked at himself in the mirror. "Yeah. And these shorts feel gay. They're so small!" Ron agreed. Harry was wearing a Sixers jersey and Ron was given a purple Lakers jersey. "You think that's weird? I'm basically naked!" Gordo exclaimed. He was wearing Lizzie's dad's bathrobe.
Lizzie walked in. "I think you all look adorable! And look how beautiful Hermione looks!" Hermione twirled around in the prom dress. "Hermione! Wow!" Harry cried. A drip of spit trickled out of Ron's mouth. "You're gorgeous," he murmured. Hermione blushed because she was happy; Lizzie blushed because she was jealous. "Why don't you leave right now Hermione?" Lizzie said angrily. "Why?" "Because!" "Because why?" "Just go! I don't want the boys seeing you!" "No!" "Look, Hermione! You're making Ron drool!"
Lizzie took a small napkin and dabbed at Ron's chin. "Aw, you're such a cute little drool monkey!" she said. "Stop it Lizzie!" "That's it! I'm breaking up with you, Ron!" "We were never together!" "Oh no! That means I'm boyfriend-less! WAHHHH!"
Lizzie threw herself on the floor and sobbed and wailed and cried. "Stop crying, Lizzie dear. I'll be your boyfriend. I've always wanted to," Gordo said as he knelt down beside her. "WHAT?!? GORDO! NO WAY! NEVER! YOU'RE NOT EVEN CUTE! LOOK AT YOU! YOU'RE A GEEK! A CURLY-HAIRED GEEK! IF I'M GOING TO HAVE A BOYFRIEND, HE'S GOING TO HAVE TO BE CUTE!" Lizzie shrieked.
Gordo shed a stream of tears. Lizzie stood up and pushed Gordo. Gordo backed up into the bathroom. He hit the toilet and was knocked out. "Gordo!" Hermione ran to him. "Eeeeeeeeeee!!! I am crazy!!!" Lizzie cried. "Liz, please, calm down!" Ron stammered. "Mrs. McGuire! Get up here, quick! Your daughter is going insane!!! HELP!" Harry screamed.
Lizzie's mom came up in a flash and called the psychiatrist. He arrived two minutes after the call. "Come now, Lizzie. Breathe in, breathe out. Slowly, that's it, good. Now tell me what the problem is," Dr. Hoo-ha said. "I don't have a boyfriend," Lizzie cried. "OK, well that can be taken care of," Dr. Hoo-ha said. Harry and Ron were watching curiously (Hermione was away taking care of the knocked-out Gordo). Dr. Hoo-ha grabbed Harry's hand. "Here, Lizzie. He will be your boyfriend," the doctor said. "Me?!?" Lizzie hugged Harry tightly. "Oh Harry! I love you!"
A/N: This chapter is a wee bit insane. Sorry. I was on a random rampage.
By the way, I found out LaLaine's name on the show is Miranda. OK. Enjoy
Chapter 4!
Lizzie's mom cleaned up poor Ron's vomit again. After he was cleaned again, Lizzie, Gordo, Ron, Harry, and Hermione sat down on the sofas. "So why did you ask us about magic anyway?" Gordo asked. "Uh, nothing. We just wanted to find out, uh, your outtake on life, and we figured that asking about magic helps you find out about people's personality," Harry stammered. "How? What is my personality like?" Lizzie asked curiously. "Yeah, and what's mine?" "Well, Lizzie is the romantic one and Gordo is the logical one," Hermione said. Lizzie stood up and squealed. "Wow! It's all true! How do you do that? Amazing!" Lizzie exclaimed. "What a DUMB blonde," Ron whispered to Harry.
Matt suddenly came running into the family room. "Bam bam bam! You don't scare me, no matter how much you pinch my cheeks! BAM BAM BAM!" Matt screamed as he drenched everyone with water from his squirt gun. "ACK! MY FAVORITE OUTFIT!" Hermione cried, standing up immediately (A/N: Well I would make them wear their Hogwarts robes, but ever since that Alfonso guy started directing the Harry Potter movies they have started to wear street clothes. I think that sucks. They should totally keep the robes! Sorry. Just had to get that out of my system.)
"MATT! HOW COULD YOU? MOM! COME HERE QUICK!" Lizzie screeched. Lizzie's mother, who was now very tired from mopping up puke, dragged in. "Matt, go to your room," she mumbled. "Aw, busted!" Matt screamed as he an up to his room. Lizzie's mom trudged out of the living room.
Lizzie stood up. "I'm real sorry guys. Come on, I'll get you some clothes to wear. Harry and Ron, you can wear Matt's clothes," Lizzie apologized. "NEVER!!!" Matt yelled from upstairs. "Thanks, Liz. You're the best," Hermione said, hugging her.
The friends went upstairs. Lizzie gave Hermione her pink prom dress. "Liz, don't you think that this is a little much? I mean, look at these flowing ruffles and this waist-low V-neck?" Hermione said. "Oh, the best for my best friend!" Lizzie smiled. "Oh Liz! Best Friends Forever!" Hermione cried as the two hugged again.
Harry and Ron were given Matt's basketball jerseys and some shorts. "This feels weird," Harry said as he looked at himself in the mirror. "Yeah. And these shorts feel gay. They're so small!" Ron agreed. Harry was wearing a Sixers jersey and Ron was given a purple Lakers jersey. "You think that's weird? I'm basically naked!" Gordo exclaimed. He was wearing Lizzie's dad's bathrobe.
Lizzie walked in. "I think you all look adorable! And look how beautiful Hermione looks!" Hermione twirled around in the prom dress. "Hermione! Wow!" Harry cried. A drip of spit trickled out of Ron's mouth. "You're gorgeous," he murmured. Hermione blushed because she was happy; Lizzie blushed because she was jealous. "Why don't you leave right now Hermione?" Lizzie said angrily. "Why?" "Because!" "Because why?" "Just go! I don't want the boys seeing you!" "No!" "Look, Hermione! You're making Ron drool!"
Lizzie took a small napkin and dabbed at Ron's chin. "Aw, you're such a cute little drool monkey!" she said. "Stop it Lizzie!" "That's it! I'm breaking up with you, Ron!" "We were never together!" "Oh no! That means I'm boyfriend-less! WAHHHH!"
Lizzie threw herself on the floor and sobbed and wailed and cried. "Stop crying, Lizzie dear. I'll be your boyfriend. I've always wanted to," Gordo said as he knelt down beside her. "WHAT?!? GORDO! NO WAY! NEVER! YOU'RE NOT EVEN CUTE! LOOK AT YOU! YOU'RE A GEEK! A CURLY-HAIRED GEEK! IF I'M GOING TO HAVE A BOYFRIEND, HE'S GOING TO HAVE TO BE CUTE!" Lizzie shrieked.
Gordo shed a stream of tears. Lizzie stood up and pushed Gordo. Gordo backed up into the bathroom. He hit the toilet and was knocked out. "Gordo!" Hermione ran to him. "Eeeeeeeeeee!!! I am crazy!!!" Lizzie cried. "Liz, please, calm down!" Ron stammered. "Mrs. McGuire! Get up here, quick! Your daughter is going insane!!! HELP!" Harry screamed.
Lizzie's mom came up in a flash and called the psychiatrist. He arrived two minutes after the call. "Come now, Lizzie. Breathe in, breathe out. Slowly, that's it, good. Now tell me what the problem is," Dr. Hoo-ha said. "I don't have a boyfriend," Lizzie cried. "OK, well that can be taken care of," Dr. Hoo-ha said. Harry and Ron were watching curiously (Hermione was away taking care of the knocked-out Gordo). Dr. Hoo-ha grabbed Harry's hand. "Here, Lizzie. He will be your boyfriend," the doctor said. "Me?!?" Lizzie hugged Harry tightly. "Oh Harry! I love you!"
A/N: This chapter is a wee bit insane. Sorry. I was on a random rampage.