DISCLAIMER- THE MUSIC BELONGS TO EMINEM. THE CHARACTERS TO JKR. now, leave me alone...
---Meet Ron, twenty-three years old. ---
---Fed up with life and the way things are going, ---
---he decides to rob a Quidditch store. ---
---But on his way in, he has a sudden change of heart. ---
---And suddenly, his conscience comes into play... ---
"I can't take this no more, I can't take it no more homes. Shit is mine, I gotta do this.. gotta do this." Ron Weasley muttered as he walked up to the store. He fingered the wand in his pocket.
"Ron!" a familiar voice came from the shadows.
"Huh?" he said, surprised.
"Alright stop! Now before you walk in the door of this liquor store and try to get money out the drawer. You better think of the consequence," the voice said.
"But who are you?" he asked.
"It's me, Hermione, dumbass," Hermione emerged from the shadows.
"That's nonsense!" another voice came from the shadoiws, "Go in and gaffle the money and run to the Burrow. And borrow a damn dress from Ginny, and one of her blonde wigs. Tell her you need a place to stay. You'll be safe for days if you shave your legs with an aged razor blade."
"Yeah but if it all goes through like it's supposed to. The whole Order knows you and they'll expose you. Think about it before you walk in the door first. Look at the store clerk, she's older than Professor McGonagall."
"Fuck that!" HArry came out of the shadows as Hermione did, "Do that shit! Shoot that bitch! Can you afford to blow this shit? Are you that rich? Why you give a fuck if she dies? Are you that bitch? Do you really think she gives a fuck if you have kids?"
"Man, don't do it, it's not worth it to risk it!" Hermione said.
"You're right," Ron muttered.
"Not over this shit," she said.
"Stop!" Harry yelled.
"Drop your wand," Hermione urged.
"I will," Ron said, throwing his wand aside.
"Don't even listen to scarhead yo, he's bad for you," Hermione said.
"You know what Hermione? I don't like your attitude," Harry spat.
--- Meet Remus, a lot of years old. ---
--- After meeting a young girl at a rave party, ---
--- things start getting hot and heavy in an upstairs bedroom. ---
--- Once again, his conscience comes into play... ---
"It's alright c'mon, just come in here for a minute," Remus said in a faked sweet voice. He couldn't believe his luck.
"Mmm, I don't know!" the red haired girl said uncertainly.
"Look baby-" he started.
"Damn!"
"Yo, it's gonna be alright, right?" Remus said smoothly.
"Well OK..." Ginny conceded. Remus led her into one of the many bedrooms at Grimmauld Place.
"Give me a kiss," Remus said. Just as she leaned in, Hermione appeared and smacked him round his head.
"Shit!" he said angrily.
"Now listen to me," Harry was sitting in one of the chairs across the room, "While you're kissin her cheek and smearin her lipstick, I slipped this in her drink Now all you gotta do is nibble on this little bitch's earlobe.."
"Yo! This girl's only fifteen years old!" Hermione exclaimed, "You shouldn't take advantage of her, that's not fair."
"Yo, look at her bush.. does it got hair?" Harry asked.
"Uh huh," Remus said.
"Fuck this bitch right here on the spot bare. Til she passes out and she forgot how she got there," Harry shrugged.
"Man, ain't you ever seen that one movie Kids?" Hermione asked.
"No, but I seen the porno with SunDoobiest!" Harry smiled.
"Shit, you wanna get hauled off to Azkaban?" Hermione asked.
"Man fuck that, hit that shit raw dawg and bail," Harry said.
--- Meet Lucius, a twenty-nine year old Death Eater. ---
--- After coming home from a hard day's work, ---
--- he walks in the door of his trailer park home ---
--- to find his wife in bed with another man. ---
"WHAT THE FUCK?!?!" Lucius roared.
"Lucius!!" Narcissa exclaimed, surprised to see her husband. She was half naked in thier bed with none other than Severus Snape.
"Alright calm down, relax, start breathin..." that bushy-haired Mudblood schoolmate of Draco's appeared.
"Fuck that shit, you just caught this bitch cheatin! While you at work she's with some dude tryin to get off? FUCK slittin her throat, CUT THIS BITCH'S HEAD OFF!" the famous Harry Potter appeared at his other side.
"Wait! What if there's an explanation for this shit?" Hermione said.
"What? She tripped? Fell? Landed on his dick?" Harry said sarcastically.
"Alright Harry, maybe he's right Lucius. But think about the baby before you get all crazy," Hermione pleaded.
"Okay! Thought about it, still wanna stab her? Grab her by the throat, get your daughter and kidnap her? That's what I did, be smart, don't be a retard
You gonna take advice from a mudblood who fucked your son?" Harry asked.
"What'chu say?" Hermione asked angrily.
"What's wrong? Didn't think I'd remember?" Harry asked.
"I'ma kill you motherfucker!" Hermione screamed.
"Uhhh-aahh! Temper temper! Mrs. Prefect? Mrs. Head Girl? Mrs. I fucked Draco Malfoy. Tell anyone and die!? How in the fuck you gonna tell this man not to be violent?" Harry said.
"Cause he don't need to go the same route that I went. Been there, done that.. aw fuck it...What am I sayin? Kill em both Lucius, where's your wand at?" Hermione said.
"Avada Kadavra!" said twice by Lucius.
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---Meet Ron, twenty-three years old. ---
---Fed up with life and the way things are going, ---
---he decides to rob a Quidditch store. ---
---But on his way in, he has a sudden change of heart. ---
---And suddenly, his conscience comes into play... ---
"I can't take this no more, I can't take it no more homes. Shit is mine, I gotta do this.. gotta do this." Ron Weasley muttered as he walked up to the store. He fingered the wand in his pocket.
"Ron!" a familiar voice came from the shadows.
"Huh?" he said, surprised.
"Alright stop! Now before you walk in the door of this liquor store and try to get money out the drawer. You better think of the consequence," the voice said.
"But who are you?" he asked.
"It's me, Hermione, dumbass," Hermione emerged from the shadows.
"That's nonsense!" another voice came from the shadoiws, "Go in and gaffle the money and run to the Burrow. And borrow a damn dress from Ginny, and one of her blonde wigs. Tell her you need a place to stay. You'll be safe for days if you shave your legs with an aged razor blade."
"Yeah but if it all goes through like it's supposed to. The whole Order knows you and they'll expose you. Think about it before you walk in the door first. Look at the store clerk, she's older than Professor McGonagall."
"Fuck that!" HArry came out of the shadows as Hermione did, "Do that shit! Shoot that bitch! Can you afford to blow this shit? Are you that rich? Why you give a fuck if she dies? Are you that bitch? Do you really think she gives a fuck if you have kids?"
"Man, don't do it, it's not worth it to risk it!" Hermione said.
"You're right," Ron muttered.
"Not over this shit," she said.
"Stop!" Harry yelled.
"Drop your wand," Hermione urged.
"I will," Ron said, throwing his wand aside.
"Don't even listen to scarhead yo, he's bad for you," Hermione said.
"You know what Hermione? I don't like your attitude," Harry spat.
--- Meet Remus, a lot of years old. ---
--- After meeting a young girl at a rave party, ---
--- things start getting hot and heavy in an upstairs bedroom. ---
--- Once again, his conscience comes into play... ---
"It's alright c'mon, just come in here for a minute," Remus said in a faked sweet voice. He couldn't believe his luck.
"Mmm, I don't know!" the red haired girl said uncertainly.
"Look baby-" he started.
"Damn!"
"Yo, it's gonna be alright, right?" Remus said smoothly.
"Well OK..." Ginny conceded. Remus led her into one of the many bedrooms at Grimmauld Place.
"Give me a kiss," Remus said. Just as she leaned in, Hermione appeared and smacked him round his head.
"Shit!" he said angrily.
"Now listen to me," Harry was sitting in one of the chairs across the room, "While you're kissin her cheek and smearin her lipstick, I slipped this in her drink Now all you gotta do is nibble on this little bitch's earlobe.."
"Yo! This girl's only fifteen years old!" Hermione exclaimed, "You shouldn't take advantage of her, that's not fair."
"Yo, look at her bush.. does it got hair?" Harry asked.
"Uh huh," Remus said.
"Fuck this bitch right here on the spot bare. Til she passes out and she forgot how she got there," Harry shrugged.
"Man, ain't you ever seen that one movie Kids?" Hermione asked.
"No, but I seen the porno with SunDoobiest!" Harry smiled.
"Shit, you wanna get hauled off to Azkaban?" Hermione asked.
"Man fuck that, hit that shit raw dawg and bail," Harry said.
--- Meet Lucius, a twenty-nine year old Death Eater. ---
--- After coming home from a hard day's work, ---
--- he walks in the door of his trailer park home ---
--- to find his wife in bed with another man. ---
"WHAT THE FUCK?!?!" Lucius roared.
"Lucius!!" Narcissa exclaimed, surprised to see her husband. She was half naked in thier bed with none other than Severus Snape.
"Alright calm down, relax, start breathin..." that bushy-haired Mudblood schoolmate of Draco's appeared.
"Fuck that shit, you just caught this bitch cheatin! While you at work she's with some dude tryin to get off? FUCK slittin her throat, CUT THIS BITCH'S HEAD OFF!" the famous Harry Potter appeared at his other side.
"Wait! What if there's an explanation for this shit?" Hermione said.
"What? She tripped? Fell? Landed on his dick?" Harry said sarcastically.
"Alright Harry, maybe he's right Lucius. But think about the baby before you get all crazy," Hermione pleaded.
"Okay! Thought about it, still wanna stab her? Grab her by the throat, get your daughter and kidnap her? That's what I did, be smart, don't be a retard
You gonna take advice from a mudblood who fucked your son?" Harry asked.
"What'chu say?" Hermione asked angrily.
"What's wrong? Didn't think I'd remember?" Harry asked.
"I'ma kill you motherfucker!" Hermione screamed.
"Uhhh-aahh! Temper temper! Mrs. Prefect? Mrs. Head Girl? Mrs. I fucked Draco Malfoy. Tell anyone and die!? How in the fuck you gonna tell this man not to be violent?" Harry said.
"Cause he don't need to go the same route that I went. Been there, done that.. aw fuck it...What am I sayin? Kill em both Lucius, where's your wand at?" Hermione said.
"Avada Kadavra!" said twice by Lucius.
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