Disclaimer: To me none of what is seen is mine, but God's (i think)
Meeting of MiNdS
It was a cold summer night...
In the darkness that is a Dark Lord's mind...
Voldemort: Hey you!
Harry: Me?
Voldemort: Yes you!
Harry: Who me?
Voldemort: Argh! You stupid little imp!
Harry: I'm not stupid nor am I an imp!
Voldemort: Whatever! What in the name of chocolate are you doing in my mind?
Harry: Chocolate?
Voldemort: Well?
Harry: Chocolate!
Voldemort: Forget the chocolate!
Harry: Bad man don't like chocolate. Wah!
Voldemort: Shut up! You're giving me a headache.
Harry: WAH!
Voldemort: Stop!
Harry: WAH!
Voldemort: If you stop I'll give you chocolate next time I fight you.
Harry: W-YAY! CHO-CO-LATE! CHO-CO-LATE! YAY!
Voldemort: Now what the Hell are you doing in my head?
Harry: Talking to you.
Voldemort: Talking? More like annoying.
Harry: Look pink elephants!
Voldemort: Stop adding dreams to my mind.
Harry: Wuh.
Voldemort: SHUT UP!
Harry: Why?
Voldemort: Cause you're gonna kill me.
Harry: Wah!
Voldemort: What now?
Harry: If you die I won't have any chocolate.
Voldemort: Then go buy some.
Harry: But you said you'd give me some.
Voldemort: Please leave I'm trying to sleep.
Harry: No.
Voldemort: Yes.
Harry: No.
Voldemort: Yes.
Harry: Yes.
Voldemort: No.
Harry: Y.
Voldemort: NO! And that's final!
Harry: YAY!
Voldemort: Oh shit.
Harry: Yay! I can stay!
Voldemort: I thought you hated being in my head?
Harry: Not right now.
Voldemort: Why?
Harry: Its sooooooo much FUN in here.
Voldemort: Hey stop that!
Harry: What this?
Voldemort: Careful you might break something!
Harry: Whooops.
Voldemort: OUCH! DAMN! My ass hurts.
Harry: Tom?
Voldemort: yezzzz?
Harry: Do you love me?
Voldemort: Of course not.
Harry: WHY? WHY? WHY?
Voldemort: Oh no, not again.
Harry: WAH! WAH! WAH!
Voldemort: If I say 'I love you' will you stop?
Harry: WAH! Maybe. WAH!
Voldemort: I LOVE YOU!
Harry: YOU SICK HOMOSEXUAL BASTARD! I"M NOT LIKE YOU! I'M NOT
GAY!
Voldemort: I hate you.
Harry: But...
Voldemort: No.
Harry: No what?
Voldemort: Rock a by baby on the tree top when the wind blows the cradle will rock...
Harry: Mommy I'm not sleepy...... Zzz Zzz Zzz....
Voldemort: Finally.... Zzz Zzz Zzz....
In Heaven...and...Hell
God: NEVER EVER MAKE ME LISTEN TO THEM AGAIN!
Satan: Why?
God: Just don't.
Satan: Why?
God: ...
Satan: Why?
a/n ...
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