Disclaimer: Well, whatever. I don't own Harry or the gang. They all may be my sexual slaves but some woman in England made them up.
A/N: Hey. I love my last chapter but this is my comic relief/soap opera. Someone should review instead of reading it guilty.
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"Caitlyn! Someone is calling, saying that Harry is humping things again."
"What? Erika, you have a restraining order, remember?"
"NO! Not that Harry!"
"Hogwarts Harry," a redhead called.
"You don't have to scream. I'm right on top of you," Caitlyn responded. Giggles were heard as Britt and Erika rolled their eyes.
"Okay. So, we'll be able to see that hunk, Dumbledore, again right?"
"No, not you. Remember you got arrested last time you saw him," Britt reminded quite logically.
"Not like you could ever do that move," Erika defended.
Somewhere a person was screaming in the phone. The girls grew silent as they heard the moans.
"Harry……. STOP……. No, don't stop that! Harry! Don't hump Ron! Get off Neville. uhhhhhhh………. Yeah that's it. There you go you bad boy…." A woman's scream was heard as the girl's listened, interested. "HARRY POTTER! What the fuck are you doing on Draco? Don't you try to look innocent! You can't have an amazing orgy with Ron, Neville, and I only to go hump a stuffed doll!! Harry, don't you have any self-respect? Don't you have any dignity- Oh…. Ron……. Damn……."
The girls exchanged glances. Caitlyn took the phone.
"Yea, we'll be there," she said in a hurried voice. "See you all soon!"
The girls gawked at the hung up phone, that is everyone but Natster. They all exchanged looks and finally saw Natster's guilty expression.
"Nat, what did you do," Britt inquired.
"Nothin," Nat replied inconvincibly. The girls waited. "Okay, I went to cast a spell yesterday. I was trying to make Hogwarts more fun, for Harry. Well I made a tiny mistake….."
"Tiny?"
"I kinda said they should act more like us. I also said Harry should have more fun than anyone else but that everyone should join in once in awhile."
Erika and Caitlyn smirked, ideas popping up in their one-way heads. Britt looked stern.
"And why did you do this Nat," Britt asked as Erika and Caitlyn exchanged excited looks.
"Well, if he wanted fun, he'd have to come here. We're muses, we have the most fun out of everyone."
"OFF TO CALAFORNIA," Erika yelled as she and Caitlyn ran around in circles with their arms up, making plane noises. "TO CALIFORNIA!"
"Oh, will yall shut up for a moment," Britt snapped. The girls ignored her. "Anyway, it's England, not California."
"That's what she s-----" Caitlyn started but bumped into Erika. Erika had frozen in a pose with her hands in a ball in a praying sort of position and her eyes huge and actually sparkling. Caitlyn poked her and Erika swayed, frozen like a statue. Caitlyn giggled and started poking Erika. They all stared for a while before resuming conversation like nothing had happened (except for Erika who was frozen and glowing).
"There only seems one logical answer. We have to go to England right this very second."
"Ohhhh….." Caitlyn and Nat whined. "What about our soaps?"
"Okay, right after our soaps."
They watched exactly 6.5 hours of T.V. soap-operas before strapping Erika to a broom and all flying away. Erika's eyes reflected the sun and caused global warming……. But that's another story..
A/N:
I know it's not as funny but well I'm tired.
