Authors Note: I love this chapter! This one was mostly written by Zak, hence the greatness!! I hope you love it as much as I! Please Review! Ideas welcome!!
Disclaimer: Harry Potter and all related things belong strictly to J.K. Rowling
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Harry was walking though the forest humming to himself. He was thinking about how cool it would be if he never had to do his homework, when all of a sudden Hermoine jumped out of a tree and tackled him to the ground. She then ran away laughing like a maniac.
'That was weird', thought Harry.
But he shoved it off and continued walking through the forest. He had been walking about five minutes when he saw Ron reading a book.
"Am I going crazy?" muttered Harry under his breath, "Ron is actually reading a book."
Harry had to find out what this was all about so he walked over to Ron and asked, "What and why are you reading?"
"Let me show you", he promptly replied.
He pulled his wand out of his pocket and pointed it at a nearby tree.
"Morphius!" he cried out.
Promptly, a red bolt flashed out of his wand and wrapped itself around the tree. The flash was so bright that Harry was temporarily blinded, but after blinking a few times it became clear why Ron had been reading that book. The tree had turned into a giant hot dog.
"Sweet success", exclaimed Ron as he ran over to the humungous weenie.
He took a huge bite out of the massive frankfurter and then turned to Harry and said, "Want thum?"
"No", said Harry, "I'm not hungry."
Harry was just about to continue on his way through the forest when he heard a familiar voice.
"Hand over the goods Weasley", it demanded.
It was Draco Malfoy, and he wanted Ron's hot dog.
"NEVER!" Ron screamed, and he charged at Draco and slammed him against a nearby tree.
"Nobody touches my food!" yelled Ron as he repeatedly pummeled the surprised Draco in the face.
"You stupid gluttonous mass", sobbed Draco as he ran away in tears.
Harry decided that this would be a good time to leave Ron alone with his creation so he turned and ran a ways and didn't stop until he sure he was out of Ron's sight. He stopped and sat on a rock to catch his breath. He closed his eyes and leaned back to stretch for a bit. When he opened them he found himself face to face with Voldemort.
"Holy guacamole!" cried Harry as he sprang up in his bed.
It has only been a dream.
"Not again", he sighed, "Every night this week, jeez."
Ron, who had been awakened by Harry's exclamation, said, "Will you stop that! You know how much I love guacamole, especially on hot dogs, I just can't take this anymore!"
"I know", replied Harry, "Oh, I know..."
Disclaimer: Harry Potter and all related things belong strictly to J.K. Rowling
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Harry was walking though the forest humming to himself. He was thinking about how cool it would be if he never had to do his homework, when all of a sudden Hermoine jumped out of a tree and tackled him to the ground. She then ran away laughing like a maniac.
'That was weird', thought Harry.
But he shoved it off and continued walking through the forest. He had been walking about five minutes when he saw Ron reading a book.
"Am I going crazy?" muttered Harry under his breath, "Ron is actually reading a book."
Harry had to find out what this was all about so he walked over to Ron and asked, "What and why are you reading?"
"Let me show you", he promptly replied.
He pulled his wand out of his pocket and pointed it at a nearby tree.
"Morphius!" he cried out.
Promptly, a red bolt flashed out of his wand and wrapped itself around the tree. The flash was so bright that Harry was temporarily blinded, but after blinking a few times it became clear why Ron had been reading that book. The tree had turned into a giant hot dog.
"Sweet success", exclaimed Ron as he ran over to the humungous weenie.
He took a huge bite out of the massive frankfurter and then turned to Harry and said, "Want thum?"
"No", said Harry, "I'm not hungry."
Harry was just about to continue on his way through the forest when he heard a familiar voice.
"Hand over the goods Weasley", it demanded.
It was Draco Malfoy, and he wanted Ron's hot dog.
"NEVER!" Ron screamed, and he charged at Draco and slammed him against a nearby tree.
"Nobody touches my food!" yelled Ron as he repeatedly pummeled the surprised Draco in the face.
"You stupid gluttonous mass", sobbed Draco as he ran away in tears.
Harry decided that this would be a good time to leave Ron alone with his creation so he turned and ran a ways and didn't stop until he sure he was out of Ron's sight. He stopped and sat on a rock to catch his breath. He closed his eyes and leaned back to stretch for a bit. When he opened them he found himself face to face with Voldemort.
"Holy guacamole!" cried Harry as he sprang up in his bed.
It has only been a dream.
"Not again", he sighed, "Every night this week, jeez."
Ron, who had been awakened by Harry's exclamation, said, "Will you stop that! You know how much I love guacamole, especially on hot dogs, I just can't take this anymore!"
"I know", replied Harry, "Oh, I know..."