Written by Telepathic Angel and MiEsHa
Summary: What would happen if the X-Men found themselves in the world of Harry Potter? Co-written…story has no real purpose just for laughs! Watch out for crazy quirks and silliness…BEWARE!
Disclaimer: Unfortunately Santa obviously did not get our Christmas list, where we asked for the characters from both Harry Potter and X-Men: Evolution, so evidently we did not get them nor do we own them 'sob' or maybe he just does not like us…maybe that's why we got coal under our Christmas trees!
Notes: This story is co-written and will therefore be released under both authors' names and in both the X-Men: Evolution and Harry Potter sections. Hehe I sound smart!
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Now onto Chapter Three… Back at Hogwarts… (I'm seeing dots)As soon as the portal opened a gale wind picked up and the noise became almost unbearable,
"What the hell is that?!" Harry yelled over the noise,
"I don't know, this wasn't supposed to happen!" Hermione exclaimed helplessly.
The wind started to grow in ferocity and some of the furniture was thrown to the opposite side of the room. Suddenly, too suddenly, four figures stepped out of the mist.
"Where are we?" asked a concerned Jean.
"Vell ve sure aren't in Kansas anymore," Kurt replied. Kitty looked down at her shoes and clicked her heels together,
"There's no place like McDonald's, there's no place like McDonald's…damn this ain't like no movie either," she exclaimed.
The fog began to clear and the figures became sharper.
"I see dead people," Ron breathed.
"Do we look dead to you?" Kitty hissed dangerously.
"It depends…are you?" Ron replied.
"Do you think I'd spend 3 hours a day, every single bloody morning, to look like this…if I was some kind of …ZOMBIE?" Kitty snapped pronouncing each word clearly.
"I don't know, you tell me," Ron spat back.
"Alright, alright, calm down, everyone!" Harry interrupted.
"First we have to find out who the hell you are? How the hell you got here? And what the hell you're doing here?!" Harry expressed, "Then," 'pause' "we'll eat!"
"Ve have to vait zat long?!" Kurt whined.
"How about we skip the first three and go straight to the Food!" Scott said impatiently as his stomach was growling.
Jean tugged on Scott's arm, "Scott, don't talk to the UBHMA's," she urged.
"The what?!" Scott enquired incredulously,
Her eyes moved to the three wizards, "The Unidentified Bad Horror Movie Actors," she whispered. Scott rolled his eyes.
"Vot happened to dinner?" Kurt nagged as he elbowed Kitty, sending them both into a fitful of laughter.
"What the hell is a Horror mooovy," Ron puzzled as he glanced at Harry.
"Muggle thing," Harry replied shaking his head and chuckling at his mispronunciation.
"Are you calling me a muggle?" Kitty asked, "YOU calling ME a muggle?" the wizards cowered as she forced them a step back.
"Wait…what is a muggle?" a look of confusion crossed her features. Hermione suddenly looked horrified as she realised that they were, in fact, muggles.
"Everyone calm down, breathe," Hermione sighed. Jean's eyes opened wide,
"You mean I wasn't breathing before? Why didn't anyone tell me? I could've died…What if I'm already dead?" she gasped.
"See, see? I told you, I told you they were dead. But no, no one wants to listen to me, no one listens to redheads anymore." Ron trailed off as Jean glared at him.
"See," Ron exclaimed pointing to the ceiling "Not even the narrator listens…" 'cough' and Ron was ignored once again.
"This question may come as a shock," Hermione said," But who ARE you?"
Mumblings of Ron could be heard in the background.
"Ohh
well why didn't you ask that in the first place?" Scott said
exasperatedly.
Hermione sighed exaggeratedly, 'Duh,' she
thought, 'We did.'
"Hello?!" Ron yelled. No one answered. He stepped in front of Hermione's face and stuck his tongue out. No reaction. Ron stormed up the stairs. No one noticed.
"Um right, well I'm Scott, this is Jean, Kurt and Kitty," he pointed to his teammates in unison. A bang resounded from upstairs as Ron hit his head on the wall…again and again and again…no one cared.
"Well I'm Hermione, this is Harry," she pointed to the boy beside her, "And the 'IT' upstairs is…" BANG, "well…was Ron."
"Well I guess how you got here is our fault," Hermione implied despairingly.
"But how Hermione could stuff a spell up, we'll never know," a silence fell across the teens as they pondered this thought, knowing the answer as well as they know the answer to the meaning of life.
Hermione embarrassed by the silence thought up a plan,
"Well I guess now we'll just have to dispose of one person, and that person is…"
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Authors' Notes: When we reread this it didn't seem as funny…so maybe it's just funny the first time right? 'Laughs nervously.' Anyway…REVIEW!
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