Um... well I dunno, I've been flamed quite a bunch in the last couple
of days. Some of the reviews... well I agree with what they've critized me
for... and others... I just sit here wondering...
Like I agree that my grammar sucks, and that there are a TON of mistakes in my stories... I wish I could change that... but I can't.
I also agree that I don't make Harry or anyone else sound British. I'm just so used to saying yall and stuff like that, that I don't even notice. I'll try to work on saying stuff like... um... bloody hell, bloke, brilliant... actually I dunno. Someone please tell me British words, (.
Though... I'm not getting some reviews. Some reviews say I make Harry, Hagrid, Orlando, and everyone else sound gay. Okay...
Some people are saying that my story plot sucks. Well that's their opinion.
And someone said that I use too many famous people in my story. Okay... I made Orlando sorta like Orlando Bloom... well that's a dumb review!
Also... I don't own Harry Potter or any of the characters. Auntarctic owns Terra. I think I own everyone else... not sure.
Here are the votes:
Cho- 12 votes
Luna: 10 votes
Terra: 7 votes
Cari: 5 votes
Jamie: 3 votes
Author's Note: Since you know every morning, Harry gets up... gets dressed... Hagrid tells him about his date... I'm not going to include that in the story, just give you the facts.
Harry's next date was going to be a date with everyone, and would take place in a spa. He was happy that he didn't have to pick anyone for this date, because he felt brain-dead, with all the making out he did in the past few days. At 1:00 he went downstairs, and found all the girls waiting for him.
"Hello," he said wearily. Why the bloody hell was he so tired, he thought to himself. The girls, said hi, and Hagrid came out with a red rose.
"You finally got a new rose color," commented Jamie.
Hagrid smiled, and gave Harry the rose. He then pulled two more roses out of his pocket. Harry gave a questioning look, and Hagrid said, "There's two many people here to grab on two one rose, so we need three roses today, Okay?" Harry nodded, and Hagrid continued, "So, ladies, would you each grab one rose."
Immediately, every girl grabbed the rose Harry was holding. "Wicked! They all came to me," laughed Harry.
"Damn it, all of you are grown women, you should be able to do this," said Hagrid angrily, though a smile was growing on his face. "Would some of you please take these bloody roses?" Some of the girls moved, but most stayed put.
"Oh, who care?" Hagrid said, and BOOM, Harry and the girls were off. They arrived in a solid white room with very expensive-looking furniture. Orlando came up from behind the front desk.
"You're rather late," he commented, looking at his watch. "Doesn't matter. Here are some forms you should fill out... They ask you what sort of... bloody treatment you're supposed to be getting..."
"Treatment?" asked Harry.
"Massage, wizard waxing, witch waxing, you know. So, come on hurry up."
Harry and the girls each took a form and pen and filled out the form. Almost all the girls picked what Harry wanted: massage and pool. A few (Cho, Lola, Trish, Terra, and Alex) got a much bigger spa treatment: massage, witch waxing, sauna, and pool.
When they were done, Orlando said, "Well, Mrs. Cubert will show you where to go." He pointed to a short lady in a pink uniform.
"This way please." She said softly. They followed her through the halls, until they finally got to the massage room. "In here," she said, to everyone, except Cho, Luna, Terra, Trish, and Alex, because they of course, had a different treatment.
Harry entered the room, and found 8 beds waiting for them to lie down on. Hopefully a massage would relieve all his stress...
And it did. An hour later, he was sitting in the pool chatting to all the girls. He wasn't looking forward to booting three of them... but it was something that had to be done.
"Did everyone enjoy their massages?" asked Harry, in a host manner.
"This is the best spa in Europe. Of course we enjoyed it!" answered Katie. Mandy and Kaitlyn agreed.
"It was good... I'm just not a big spa person," said Cari.
"Spas are hopeless for the economy!" grumbled Luna.
"They are?" asked Harry. He was always surprised by what Luna had to say.
"No, they're not," said Mandy.
"We spend money on spas when we should be on technology!" argued Luna.
"Technology? As a muggle would say it, we can just poof up things, we don't need technology," argued Cari.
"Um... why is it, that we always argue on the group dates?" asked Harry.
"Because we're very talkative people!" laughed Kaitlyn.
"When are the other girls supposed to be here?" asked Katie, thinking back to Cho, Terra, Lola, Trish, and Alex.
"30 minutes, I think," said Harry.
"Trish is bad," muttered Mandy to Cari.
"What?" asked Harry, stupidly.
"Trish is bad news. She's been married TWICE. BLOODY HELL, THAT'S TWICE!" shouted Mandy, her temper rising, just thinking about Trish.
"Well... I mean that's certainly a lot, but..."
"There's no excuse for that," retorted Kaitlyn.
"Everyone deserves a chance..."
"Don't tell me you think being married twice is fine..." started Luna.
"Not really..." Harry and the girls argued about this subject for a while, until the rest of the girls joined them in the pool.
"Ooh, the sauna was perfect," simpered Trish. Everyone glared at her.
"The massage was the best, the waxing hurt," whispered Terra.
"How was your treatment?" asked Cho.
"Pretty good," said Cari, Luna, Mandy, Katie, and Kaitlyn.
"I'm the only guy here," muttered Harry.
"Yeah, some 60-year-old, is checking you out," laughed Lola. Harry turned and saw an older woman winking at him. She put her wand in the air, and made a heart. Harry winced, when all the girls laughed.
"Well, if we all dump you, there's someone who's not taken," joked Alex.
"Joy," mumbled Harry. The rest of the time, he talked to the girls, learning a little more about them.
OK, I know crappy ending but I accomplished what I set out to do now I have to figure out what that was. Sorry, it took a little longer to set out... I have this morning thing I have to go to for three weeks. OUCH! Anyway, please review, give your vote... and um... tell me if I did better making Harry sound British. I hope I did, I dunno...
Like I agree that my grammar sucks, and that there are a TON of mistakes in my stories... I wish I could change that... but I can't.
I also agree that I don't make Harry or anyone else sound British. I'm just so used to saying yall and stuff like that, that I don't even notice. I'll try to work on saying stuff like... um... bloody hell, bloke, brilliant... actually I dunno. Someone please tell me British words, (.
Though... I'm not getting some reviews. Some reviews say I make Harry, Hagrid, Orlando, and everyone else sound gay. Okay...
Some people are saying that my story plot sucks. Well that's their opinion.
And someone said that I use too many famous people in my story. Okay... I made Orlando sorta like Orlando Bloom... well that's a dumb review!
Also... I don't own Harry Potter or any of the characters. Auntarctic owns Terra. I think I own everyone else... not sure.
Here are the votes:
Cho- 12 votes
Luna: 10 votes
Terra: 7 votes
Cari: 5 votes
Jamie: 3 votes
Author's Note: Since you know every morning, Harry gets up... gets dressed... Hagrid tells him about his date... I'm not going to include that in the story, just give you the facts.
Harry's next date was going to be a date with everyone, and would take place in a spa. He was happy that he didn't have to pick anyone for this date, because he felt brain-dead, with all the making out he did in the past few days. At 1:00 he went downstairs, and found all the girls waiting for him.
"Hello," he said wearily. Why the bloody hell was he so tired, he thought to himself. The girls, said hi, and Hagrid came out with a red rose.
"You finally got a new rose color," commented Jamie.
Hagrid smiled, and gave Harry the rose. He then pulled two more roses out of his pocket. Harry gave a questioning look, and Hagrid said, "There's two many people here to grab on two one rose, so we need three roses today, Okay?" Harry nodded, and Hagrid continued, "So, ladies, would you each grab one rose."
Immediately, every girl grabbed the rose Harry was holding. "Wicked! They all came to me," laughed Harry.
"Damn it, all of you are grown women, you should be able to do this," said Hagrid angrily, though a smile was growing on his face. "Would some of you please take these bloody roses?" Some of the girls moved, but most stayed put.
"Oh, who care?" Hagrid said, and BOOM, Harry and the girls were off. They arrived in a solid white room with very expensive-looking furniture. Orlando came up from behind the front desk.
"You're rather late," he commented, looking at his watch. "Doesn't matter. Here are some forms you should fill out... They ask you what sort of... bloody treatment you're supposed to be getting..."
"Treatment?" asked Harry.
"Massage, wizard waxing, witch waxing, you know. So, come on hurry up."
Harry and the girls each took a form and pen and filled out the form. Almost all the girls picked what Harry wanted: massage and pool. A few (Cho, Lola, Trish, Terra, and Alex) got a much bigger spa treatment: massage, witch waxing, sauna, and pool.
When they were done, Orlando said, "Well, Mrs. Cubert will show you where to go." He pointed to a short lady in a pink uniform.
"This way please." She said softly. They followed her through the halls, until they finally got to the massage room. "In here," she said, to everyone, except Cho, Luna, Terra, Trish, and Alex, because they of course, had a different treatment.
Harry entered the room, and found 8 beds waiting for them to lie down on. Hopefully a massage would relieve all his stress...
And it did. An hour later, he was sitting in the pool chatting to all the girls. He wasn't looking forward to booting three of them... but it was something that had to be done.
"Did everyone enjoy their massages?" asked Harry, in a host manner.
"This is the best spa in Europe. Of course we enjoyed it!" answered Katie. Mandy and Kaitlyn agreed.
"It was good... I'm just not a big spa person," said Cari.
"Spas are hopeless for the economy!" grumbled Luna.
"They are?" asked Harry. He was always surprised by what Luna had to say.
"No, they're not," said Mandy.
"We spend money on spas when we should be on technology!" argued Luna.
"Technology? As a muggle would say it, we can just poof up things, we don't need technology," argued Cari.
"Um... why is it, that we always argue on the group dates?" asked Harry.
"Because we're very talkative people!" laughed Kaitlyn.
"When are the other girls supposed to be here?" asked Katie, thinking back to Cho, Terra, Lola, Trish, and Alex.
"30 minutes, I think," said Harry.
"Trish is bad," muttered Mandy to Cari.
"What?" asked Harry, stupidly.
"Trish is bad news. She's been married TWICE. BLOODY HELL, THAT'S TWICE!" shouted Mandy, her temper rising, just thinking about Trish.
"Well... I mean that's certainly a lot, but..."
"There's no excuse for that," retorted Kaitlyn.
"Everyone deserves a chance..."
"Don't tell me you think being married twice is fine..." started Luna.
"Not really..." Harry and the girls argued about this subject for a while, until the rest of the girls joined them in the pool.
"Ooh, the sauna was perfect," simpered Trish. Everyone glared at her.
"The massage was the best, the waxing hurt," whispered Terra.
"How was your treatment?" asked Cho.
"Pretty good," said Cari, Luna, Mandy, Katie, and Kaitlyn.
"I'm the only guy here," muttered Harry.
"Yeah, some 60-year-old, is checking you out," laughed Lola. Harry turned and saw an older woman winking at him. She put her wand in the air, and made a heart. Harry winced, when all the girls laughed.
"Well, if we all dump you, there's someone who's not taken," joked Alex.
"Joy," mumbled Harry. The rest of the time, he talked to the girls, learning a little more about them.
OK, I know crappy ending but I accomplished what I set out to do now I have to figure out what that was. Sorry, it took a little longer to set out... I have this morning thing I have to go to for three weeks. OUCH! Anyway, please review, give your vote... and um... tell me if I did better making Harry sound British. I hope I did, I dunno...
