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…ahem…
…anyways…
Well, now that she's gone, go and read my story.
NOW!
Harry is a very sad boy. He killed his best friend. No more best friend for Harry.
"Damn, I should not have killed Ron." Harry said while banging his head on the wall.
"Yea you idiot!… stupid fuck head." Hermione said in an 'I-am-so-cool-and-completely-above-you' crossed with 'I-am-a-cool-gangsta-chick-so-there!' kind of voice.
Harry looked at Hermione with rage. He then cast The Other Spell 'windexispoopoo!' Hermione is now dead.
"You naughty, naughty boy!" said professor Snapy-poo, shaking a finger in his face.
"I'm very naughty." said Harry, looking at his feet in shame.
"20,000,000 points from Gryffindor!" said the professor. He then farted and died from impact.
Harry thought it was a nuclear bomb, and animuguied (…you know, when you transform into an animal) into a cockroach.
Then he scuttled away.
The End