Chapter 3
POV
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. Nuff said.
Harry
It's very odd, that these stories were written. Very few of them are realistic. Sometimes I think I might like to tell these authors what it really feels like it, to be me. So little of them grasp that. The ships, I believe they are called, are funny. Parvati and Neville? Never. Not even if she stopped giggling. Do girls ever stop? Well, Luna doesn't. Or Hermione and Ginny, they don't. People don't even spell correctly. If I turned a paper into Snape like that, D. Or T, if that really exists.
Parvati and Lavendar, written as notes during Transfiguration
This is soooo stupid. Like, what are we supposed to do?
What are you asking me for? I think we are supposed to read this stack of parchment.
Way too much! Look at McGonagall. She so needs a new hair do, Lavendar.
Hey, Parvati, here is something about you and Neville! Read it!
EEWEEWEWWWW! Like I would ever- do that to Neville. Hey, here's you and Dean. How come you get all the hotties?
Not true, Parvati. You have Harry Potter and Ron Weasley in this one. Harry is kinda cute.
Eh.
Eh?
So-so. Me I prefer
Something whispered in Parvati's ear, causing a sharp look from McGonagall.
Oh My God! Like Really?
Yeah! What, don't you think he's cute?
The rest is lost, due to the end of the page of Hermione's Parchment.
Neville
I don't reely like it. (AN: Neville seems like the kind of person who would misspell things!) It makes me seem al heroey and if Gran saw it she would (here laugh is crossed out several times, once due to a large ink blot and the rest due to what the author obviously considered misspellings) lagh at me.
Lavendar and Parvati giggle at me to much. If they did not giggle so much I think I mite like them beter. Luna scares me. Is this enouph Hermione?
AN: next time, Ron! Malfoy! It falls into the hands of the professers!