Attack of the Parodies!

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''Do not enter the woods, that is were they wait.''

Harry Potter stared at the little girl. He was in his Quidditch robes, staring at the little girl.

She pointed to his red robes.

''Let the bad colour not be seen. It attracts them.''

''CUT!''

The girl looked around.

''Yo, little girl, the filming for The Village is next door.''

The little girl nodded solemly and exited.

Harry just stared at were she was standing shocked.

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After the Village mix up, Harry went to get a cup of coffee. Filming about his life was hard.

But then again Harry had such a hard life.

''WHY? GOD, WHY? I NEVER DID NOTHING TO YOU!''

He broke down into sobs, falling to his knees.

''Ha ha!''

Harry looked up to face the face, the face that scared most other peoples faces. The face, belonged to Lord Voldemort.

''I've come, to kill you Potter.''

Harry shrugged. But then his face lit up.

''I will not go down with this ship,

And I won't put up my hands, and surrender,

There will be no white flag above my door,

'Cos I'm love, and always...will be!''

Voldemort looked at him, his eyes full of tears.

''Son?''

''Dad?''

Harry ran up to him in slow motion, like all cheesy films, and jumped into his hands.

''Oh dad!''

Voldemort and Harry bought a house called VoldiunHarri, and resided there until they become tired of listening to Dido songs.

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AN: I realise this is the worst chapter yet, but I wanted to give y'all something to read.