Harry Potter and the attack of Voldemort's moldy shorts
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter? BUT DO YOU?!
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Once upon a time, young Harry Potter was sitting on his bed, and he was crying.
Why was he crying? For plot reasons. I hope he doesn't sue.
Well, anyways, back to our little cry baby. I mean main character.
So, he's sitting there crying his eyes out. This time there was no Ron or Hermione to comfort him. It upset him. I mean, who were they to call him his friends? What gave them that right? Of course, plot reasons. But now that it was an in-between scene, he was alone.
"I wish-," he began to blubber, "That I had real friends," he cried even louder.
No can do, Harry. When you signed the contract it said that your friends were only there for plot reasons. And anyways, do I look like a genie?
"YES!"
Too bad. Cry baby.
Well, anyways, back to our non existent plot. Harry is sitting there crying on the bed, with nothing to do when he hears a cruel laugh.
"I'm Scared!"
Shut-up. Remember, you signed the contract.
"But my lawyer didn't read it. She said that it was Harry Potter goes and has an easy time at school, feeding bunnies, and skipping, and looking at rainbows!"
Well, she was on something. What can I say?
"A lot of things-,"
Oh shut up and let me get on with this story. We're losing readers because of this.
"We had readers?"
We did...actually, good point. Whatever. We will still tell our incredibly short story that has no plot to speak of. Now, let's get back to business.
So, Harry is crying, and he hears a cruel laugh. All of a sudden, Voldemort appears next to Harry's bed.
"What are you doing here? I mean, you can't apperate onto Hogwarts grounds!" Harry exclaimed to Voldemort.
"Plot points...even though there is no plot," Voldemort said simply.
Harry only said, "I'm screwed!"
Except all of a sudden he began to smell something moldy.
"MOLDY SHORTS" Harry began to chant, because of plot points that somehow exist in this plot less story.
Voldemort dissaperated in tears for plot points, to Harry's evil chant.
Harry smiled at the easiness at this.
See Harry? If you didn't interrupt me, it could have ended a lot sooner.
"Whatever,"
Screw you. Voldemort, come back.
Voldemort comes back, and begins to kill Harry.
I realize in doing this that there might not be any other books, so Voldemort disparate's yet again, and Harry goes and cry's under his covers.
And we leave our scared hero just as we discovered him. Crying for no other reasons, than a plot point for the non-existent plot.
Congratulations, you just wasted your time reading this story! Now, review it, since you wasted your time on it!
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R&R!
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter? BUT DO YOU?!
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Once upon a time, young Harry Potter was sitting on his bed, and he was crying.
Why was he crying? For plot reasons. I hope he doesn't sue.
Well, anyways, back to our little cry baby. I mean main character.
So, he's sitting there crying his eyes out. This time there was no Ron or Hermione to comfort him. It upset him. I mean, who were they to call him his friends? What gave them that right? Of course, plot reasons. But now that it was an in-between scene, he was alone.
"I wish-," he began to blubber, "That I had real friends," he cried even louder.
No can do, Harry. When you signed the contract it said that your friends were only there for plot reasons. And anyways, do I look like a genie?
"YES!"
Too bad. Cry baby.
Well, anyways, back to our non existent plot. Harry is sitting there crying on the bed, with nothing to do when he hears a cruel laugh.
"I'm Scared!"
Shut-up. Remember, you signed the contract.
"But my lawyer didn't read it. She said that it was Harry Potter goes and has an easy time at school, feeding bunnies, and skipping, and looking at rainbows!"
Well, she was on something. What can I say?
"A lot of things-,"
Oh shut up and let me get on with this story. We're losing readers because of this.
"We had readers?"
We did...actually, good point. Whatever. We will still tell our incredibly short story that has no plot to speak of. Now, let's get back to business.
So, Harry is crying, and he hears a cruel laugh. All of a sudden, Voldemort appears next to Harry's bed.
"What are you doing here? I mean, you can't apperate onto Hogwarts grounds!" Harry exclaimed to Voldemort.
"Plot points...even though there is no plot," Voldemort said simply.
Harry only said, "I'm screwed!"
Except all of a sudden he began to smell something moldy.
"MOLDY SHORTS" Harry began to chant, because of plot points that somehow exist in this plot less story.
Voldemort dissaperated in tears for plot points, to Harry's evil chant.
Harry smiled at the easiness at this.
See Harry? If you didn't interrupt me, it could have ended a lot sooner.
"Whatever,"
Screw you. Voldemort, come back.
Voldemort comes back, and begins to kill Harry.
I realize in doing this that there might not be any other books, so Voldemort disparate's yet again, and Harry goes and cry's under his covers.
And we leave our scared hero just as we discovered him. Crying for no other reasons, than a plot point for the non-existent plot.
Congratulations, you just wasted your time reading this story! Now, review it, since you wasted your time on it!
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R&R!