A/N Some thanks to my reviewers!! THANKS!
Cracked neck Glory: Hey! I'm glad you like it so much! But really man don't you think its time YOU added more to your parody?! I'm waiting!
Angie: LOVE YA GIRL!
Rockerrae: That's the spirit! Might as well be laughing something off!
Copacabana: You have to get my humor. If you don't well then maybe you just need a hug : )
Sg1lotRpotClover: Thanks!
All right, time to write a chapter
FORESIGHT CLASS WITH TRA LA LA
(We see Ron and Harry sitting in Foresight class. We see JUST Ron and Harry... alone...NO Hermione)
Professor TRA LA LA: I am here for comic relief! Watch now as I do some physical humor BAM! And young man, please put that thing away, this is foreSIGHT class)
(Ziiiiip)
Harry: Im sooo over this already, good thang she gave us extra tea eh mate? Cheers!
(Ron giggles and sips his tea with his pinky sticking out)
(With cat-like reflexes TRA LA LA runs over and smacks Ron)
TRA LA LA: No, you fools, we will be reading tea leaves today, here, red headed child, tell me what Potters cup says
Ron: Well, Harry's got sort of a wonky chair wearing a wig, that means Harry's going to castrate hiself – COOL MATE! Can I watch??
TRA LA LA: Give that here boy you obviously do not possess- AAAaAAaAaAAAAA! HOLY ISH!
Ron: Wait a minute.... ... ... 'ish'?
(Harry startled by his teachers sudden outburst, falls out of his chair, instantly cracking his tailbone)
Harry: AYYEEEE!
TRA LA LA: My dear boy! My poor dear, DEAR boy! You have---THE CRUMBS!
(Harry is writhing on the floor in pain)
Random child: The grim?
Another random child: No not the grim you moron! The crumbs! It says here the crumbs are a horrifying omen! You are damned to spend your days tarnishing your wardrobe with stains and soil of the most TERRIBLE sort!
(Harry startled and mesmerized tries jumping up from the floor and clumsily sploshes Ron's tea down his shirt front while screaming like a 6 year old girl)
Ron: L-Look! He's already done it! The Delinters will arrive any time!! BLOODY HAYOL HARRY!
Hermione: Rubbish!
(Ron does a cartoonish double take, eyes bugging)
Ron: WHA WHA Whaaaaaa? Where'd you come from??
(Harry still lying on the floor does a quick fix spell on his backside to mend the break as his legs start jiggling)
Harry: I feel it-I think its coming!
Hermione: WHAT? A Delinter?? OH MY GAH!
Ron: Wait a minute... 'Gah'? And nobody answered me before when I asked about 'Ish'.
(Harry springs to his soft and french manicured feet)
Harry: NO Hermione! An artistic dance interpretation silly-billy!
Harry: Ohhhhhh Yeeeeah! I FEEL IT COMIN!! WHHHOOOAA!! Oh its time again at fair Hogsbleed, to trick and trip and make fun of me! But things are different now you see, Im the STAR! IM PIMP DADDY HARRY!... ... ... Word to yo mutha homes!
(Harry with a strained and almost painful looking smile shakes his body so enthusiastically that he looks as if he is having a seizer and kicks TRA LA LA in the face knocking her glasses down the stairs)
(Applause and a snappin' of the fingers)
Harry: Thank you thank you!
(Class ends)
(Students tumble down the stairs on their new school funded ultra bouncy magic balls)
Harry: -BOING! - Hey buddy –BOING! - That was one sweet class –BOING! - don't you think?
Ron: -BOING- Indeed it was bro – BOING! - Indeed it was
Harry: ARRR Matey! There be some glasses on the floor! I'll take 'em back up! ARRRRRR!
(Harry presses his special singing Barbie levitation button and his bouncy ball carries him up the stairs where he snoops around in TRA LA LA's class while she is away)
SCARY VOICE: HAAARRRRYY POTTER!
(Harry slowly turns to come face to face to the most horrible scary sight ever seen!)
Harry: AAAAAAYEEEEEEE!!
To be continued.........
Just joking!
TRA LA LA: He will return tonight!
Harry: Okay cool
QUIDDISH FIELD
(Game time)
Harry: By golly it is raining! Time to really test this bad boy out!
(Harry shimmies on his jelly sack warmer, looks down to appreciate his fine work, tweaks a muscle in his neck, and whimpers in pain)
(While his head is momentarily restricted to only look down Harry cringes as he notices this mornings cereal milk dried and crusted to his robes)
Harry: Blimey!
(Game on!)
Harry: Well at least this RAIN should 'elp wash off the crustier portions! Score one for the Hair-man! Ohhhh yeah!
(Does a little dance on his assmaster broomstick which from the ground looks highly indecent)
(Some of the smaller students cry at the sight)
Other Grittyfloor player not important enough to name: GET THE SNACK!
Harry: Whaaaaa? Oh right! Snack here I come!!
(Harry bumbles around in the air doing many loops and dives screaming; all that dieting didn't do his quiddish any good now that he is 15 pounds lighter as the slightest breeze throws him one way or another)
Harry: DRAT! HEY! The snack!
(Harry soars upward into the air after the golden snack, catches it and enjoys his mighty prize)
Harry: Ooooo! I got it! I got it! Yummy yum yum its pancakes!!
(Harry takes a big bite with a stupid looking grin on his womanly face)
Delinter: Boo!
Harry: AAAAYYYYEEEEEE!!!
(Falls off broom and plummets to the ground)
(Everything goes black)
Cracked neck Glory: Hey! I'm glad you like it so much! But really man don't you think its time YOU added more to your parody?! I'm waiting!
Angie: LOVE YA GIRL!
Rockerrae: That's the spirit! Might as well be laughing something off!
Copacabana: You have to get my humor. If you don't well then maybe you just need a hug : )
Sg1lotRpotClover: Thanks!
All right, time to write a chapter
FORESIGHT CLASS WITH TRA LA LA
(We see Ron and Harry sitting in Foresight class. We see JUST Ron and Harry... alone...NO Hermione)
Professor TRA LA LA: I am here for comic relief! Watch now as I do some physical humor BAM! And young man, please put that thing away, this is foreSIGHT class)
(Ziiiiip)
Harry: Im sooo over this already, good thang she gave us extra tea eh mate? Cheers!
(Ron giggles and sips his tea with his pinky sticking out)
(With cat-like reflexes TRA LA LA runs over and smacks Ron)
TRA LA LA: No, you fools, we will be reading tea leaves today, here, red headed child, tell me what Potters cup says
Ron: Well, Harry's got sort of a wonky chair wearing a wig, that means Harry's going to castrate hiself – COOL MATE! Can I watch??
TRA LA LA: Give that here boy you obviously do not possess- AAAaAAaAaAAAAA! HOLY ISH!
Ron: Wait a minute.... ... ... 'ish'?
(Harry startled by his teachers sudden outburst, falls out of his chair, instantly cracking his tailbone)
Harry: AYYEEEE!
TRA LA LA: My dear boy! My poor dear, DEAR boy! You have---THE CRUMBS!
(Harry is writhing on the floor in pain)
Random child: The grim?
Another random child: No not the grim you moron! The crumbs! It says here the crumbs are a horrifying omen! You are damned to spend your days tarnishing your wardrobe with stains and soil of the most TERRIBLE sort!
(Harry startled and mesmerized tries jumping up from the floor and clumsily sploshes Ron's tea down his shirt front while screaming like a 6 year old girl)
Ron: L-Look! He's already done it! The Delinters will arrive any time!! BLOODY HAYOL HARRY!
Hermione: Rubbish!
(Ron does a cartoonish double take, eyes bugging)
Ron: WHA WHA Whaaaaaa? Where'd you come from??
(Harry still lying on the floor does a quick fix spell on his backside to mend the break as his legs start jiggling)
Harry: I feel it-I think its coming!
Hermione: WHAT? A Delinter?? OH MY GAH!
Ron: Wait a minute... 'Gah'? And nobody answered me before when I asked about 'Ish'.
(Harry springs to his soft and french manicured feet)
Harry: NO Hermione! An artistic dance interpretation silly-billy!
Harry: Ohhhhhh Yeeeeah! I FEEL IT COMIN!! WHHHOOOAA!! Oh its time again at fair Hogsbleed, to trick and trip and make fun of me! But things are different now you see, Im the STAR! IM PIMP DADDY HARRY!... ... ... Word to yo mutha homes!
(Harry with a strained and almost painful looking smile shakes his body so enthusiastically that he looks as if he is having a seizer and kicks TRA LA LA in the face knocking her glasses down the stairs)
(Applause and a snappin' of the fingers)
Harry: Thank you thank you!
(Class ends)
(Students tumble down the stairs on their new school funded ultra bouncy magic balls)
Harry: -BOING! - Hey buddy –BOING! - That was one sweet class –BOING! - don't you think?
Ron: -BOING- Indeed it was bro – BOING! - Indeed it was
Harry: ARRR Matey! There be some glasses on the floor! I'll take 'em back up! ARRRRRR!
(Harry presses his special singing Barbie levitation button and his bouncy ball carries him up the stairs where he snoops around in TRA LA LA's class while she is away)
SCARY VOICE: HAAARRRRYY POTTER!
(Harry slowly turns to come face to face to the most horrible scary sight ever seen!)
Harry: AAAAAAYEEEEEEE!!
To be continued.........
Just joking!
TRA LA LA: He will return tonight!
Harry: Okay cool
QUIDDISH FIELD
(Game time)
Harry: By golly it is raining! Time to really test this bad boy out!
(Harry shimmies on his jelly sack warmer, looks down to appreciate his fine work, tweaks a muscle in his neck, and whimpers in pain)
(While his head is momentarily restricted to only look down Harry cringes as he notices this mornings cereal milk dried and crusted to his robes)
Harry: Blimey!
(Game on!)
Harry: Well at least this RAIN should 'elp wash off the crustier portions! Score one for the Hair-man! Ohhhh yeah!
(Does a little dance on his assmaster broomstick which from the ground looks highly indecent)
(Some of the smaller students cry at the sight)
Other Grittyfloor player not important enough to name: GET THE SNACK!
Harry: Whaaaaa? Oh right! Snack here I come!!
(Harry bumbles around in the air doing many loops and dives screaming; all that dieting didn't do his quiddish any good now that he is 15 pounds lighter as the slightest breeze throws him one way or another)
Harry: DRAT! HEY! The snack!
(Harry soars upward into the air after the golden snack, catches it and enjoys his mighty prize)
Harry: Ooooo! I got it! I got it! Yummy yum yum its pancakes!!
(Harry takes a big bite with a stupid looking grin on his womanly face)
Delinter: Boo!
Harry: AAAAYYYYEEEEEE!!!
(Falls off broom and plummets to the ground)
(Everything goes black)