Damn...this is late...very, very, very late. Sorry!!! XX
I forgot all about this, been hooked up in dumbass school stuff, and my
dumb comp has been going psychopathic.
I had most of this saved before my comp went evil...but after a few days,
when my comp went normal again...it was...gasp Gone!
So I gotta write all over again.
Oh, and thankies soooooooooooooooooo much for the reviews! They really do mean a lot to me!
Anywayz...Disclaimerator : Yeah, I'm JK Rowling, I own Harry Potter and I'm wasting my time writing a fic about my own book - ain't that cool?
Um...for those of you that don't understand the great language of sarcasm, the translation is this : I am not JK Rowling, I don't own Harry Potter...and I'm not wasting my time, since I really do have nothing better to do than to write a parody on pathetic fanfiction and stuff. Oh yeah, I dun own Barbie either. I dunno who owns her. My sis has a huge collection of headless Barbies...maybe it's her.
Warning : This fic contains the following : Barbie, Mary Sue, SHERBET LEMONS, randomness and speeling mistakers. Read at your own risk.
Hairy Potty was dooling Voldawart in the Quillitch Pitch, and loosing badly.
"So, Hairy, are you ready to dye?" said Voldawart, starting the usual "Big, Long Bad Guy Speech That Is Said Before Supposedly Killing The Good Guy."
Just then Dumbdoor randomly apparated randomly since he randomly found a way to randomly apparate randomly into Hogwarts randomly. (Yay! Randomness!)
"Professor Dumbdoor!" yelled Hairy who was lying, near dead, on the Quillitch Pitch.
"Ah, see, I told you you'd turn evil if you stole my SHERBET LEMONS, Tom," said Dumbdoor, his freaky blue eyes twinkling freakily.
"What- you mean Voldewart's evil 'cause he stole your SHERBET LEMONS?" demanded Hairy, being the annoyingly nosy little adolescent that he is.
Voldewart just stood there being pissed off that his Big, Long Bad Guy Speech That Is Said Before Supposedly Killing The Good Guy was interupted.
"Yes, Hairy, you see...as a young boy, Tom here was veery hungary, and he decided that, instead of simply stealing a bankquet from the kitchens, he would steal two of my SHERBET LEMONS," Dumbdoor said while looking very sad.
"OH MAH GAWD!" screamed Hairy, "THAT HAS TO BE, LIKE, THE MOST EVILEST CRIME, LIKE, EVER!"
"Yes, it is, and I don't regret it!" screeched Voldewart who had actually shut up for quite a while.
Just then there was a loud WOOSH over head, and Maryann Suze apaared on a ZoomBroom Three Million, which was, amazingly, the most fasteraest broom ever.
"Hi, I'm Maryann Suze!" she said in a voice that strangly resmbled Barbie.
"Hi, Maryann Suze!" chimmed Dumbdoor, Hairy, and Voldewart.
"DIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!" screamed a voice from over head.
Out of no where, a plastic leg whacked into the side of Maryann Suze's face.
Barbie then stood up, glaring down at Maryann Suze.
Maryann Suze then stood up and she and Barbie started having a cat fight.
"Girls, please stop this fighting - you're equally biatchy!" said Voldewart who was weirdly trying to stop the two girls from fighting.
Maryann Suze then turned to Voldewart and whacked him over the head with her Best Hand Bag In The Entire World.
Voldewart promtly died.
"YOU BIATCH!" screeched Barbie, "YOU KILLED THE EVIL OLD GUY!"
Dumbdoor turned his twinkling gaze to Barbie and said, "Shut up." Then a laser beem shot out of Dumbdoors freaky eyes and burned Barbie into dust, while Maryann Suze became even more of a celebraty then bafore, while Hairy lay forgotten.
"Oh well, to Hell with the prophecy," said Dumbdoor before he randomly disapparated randomly since he randomly found a way to randomly disapparate randomly out of Hogwarts randomly.
Oh, and thankies soooooooooooooooooo much for the reviews! They really do mean a lot to me!
Anywayz...Disclaimerator : Yeah, I'm JK Rowling, I own Harry Potter and I'm wasting my time writing a fic about my own book - ain't that cool?
Um...for those of you that don't understand the great language of sarcasm, the translation is this : I am not JK Rowling, I don't own Harry Potter...and I'm not wasting my time, since I really do have nothing better to do than to write a parody on pathetic fanfiction and stuff. Oh yeah, I dun own Barbie either. I dunno who owns her. My sis has a huge collection of headless Barbies...maybe it's her.
Warning : This fic contains the following : Barbie, Mary Sue, SHERBET LEMONS, randomness and speeling mistakers. Read at your own risk.
Hairy Potty was dooling Voldawart in the Quillitch Pitch, and loosing badly.
"So, Hairy, are you ready to dye?" said Voldawart, starting the usual "Big, Long Bad Guy Speech That Is Said Before Supposedly Killing The Good Guy."
Just then Dumbdoor randomly apparated randomly since he randomly found a way to randomly apparate randomly into Hogwarts randomly. (Yay! Randomness!)
"Professor Dumbdoor!" yelled Hairy who was lying, near dead, on the Quillitch Pitch.
"Ah, see, I told you you'd turn evil if you stole my SHERBET LEMONS, Tom," said Dumbdoor, his freaky blue eyes twinkling freakily.
"What- you mean Voldewart's evil 'cause he stole your SHERBET LEMONS?" demanded Hairy, being the annoyingly nosy little adolescent that he is.
Voldewart just stood there being pissed off that his Big, Long Bad Guy Speech That Is Said Before Supposedly Killing The Good Guy was interupted.
"Yes, Hairy, you see...as a young boy, Tom here was veery hungary, and he decided that, instead of simply stealing a bankquet from the kitchens, he would steal two of my SHERBET LEMONS," Dumbdoor said while looking very sad.
"OH MAH GAWD!" screamed Hairy, "THAT HAS TO BE, LIKE, THE MOST EVILEST CRIME, LIKE, EVER!"
"Yes, it is, and I don't regret it!" screeched Voldewart who had actually shut up for quite a while.
Just then there was a loud WOOSH over head, and Maryann Suze apaared on a ZoomBroom Three Million, which was, amazingly, the most fasteraest broom ever.
"Hi, I'm Maryann Suze!" she said in a voice that strangly resmbled Barbie.
"Hi, Maryann Suze!" chimmed Dumbdoor, Hairy, and Voldewart.
"DIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!" screamed a voice from over head.
Out of no where, a plastic leg whacked into the side of Maryann Suze's face.
Barbie then stood up, glaring down at Maryann Suze.
Maryann Suze then stood up and she and Barbie started having a cat fight.
"Girls, please stop this fighting - you're equally biatchy!" said Voldewart who was weirdly trying to stop the two girls from fighting.
Maryann Suze then turned to Voldewart and whacked him over the head with her Best Hand Bag In The Entire World.
Voldewart promtly died.
"YOU BIATCH!" screeched Barbie, "YOU KILLED THE EVIL OLD GUY!"
Dumbdoor turned his twinkling gaze to Barbie and said, "Shut up." Then a laser beem shot out of Dumbdoors freaky eyes and burned Barbie into dust, while Maryann Suze became even more of a celebraty then bafore, while Hairy lay forgotten.
"Oh well, to Hell with the prophecy," said Dumbdoor before he randomly disapparated randomly since he randomly found a way to randomly disapparate randomly out of Hogwarts randomly.