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Chapter 16

"Are you coming?" Hermione called to Malfoy. Hermione was sitting in front of the fire, waiting for the milkshakes—impatiently. "I want chocolate. Please, hurry!"

"Hold your Hippogriffs, I'm coming," Malfoy's exasperated voice came from the other room. He stepped into the Common Room with two very large chocolate milkshakes that were topped with whip-cream. (A/N: mmmm) Hermione held out her hand and took her milkshake from him. She eagerly gulped it down as Malfoy smiled, mischievously. "Good?"

"Very." After a few minutes, Hermione had successfully inhaled her milkshake and was now experiencing the after effects of eating ice cream at such an alarming rate—brain freeze. "Cold, cold, cold," she chanted. Malfoy chuckled.

"Ok, Hermione," Malfoy began, "I have a few questions for you."

"And—cold—what's your—cold—point?" She asked, pausing to add some whining.

"Well, firstly," Malfoy stated, "are you a death eater?"

"No."

"Do you want to be one?"

"No."

"Are you—er—bloodist?" he finished lamely, still wondering what the proper term would be…racist, sexist, biased?

"Not anymore."

"Are you gay?"

"I RESENT THAT!"

"Well, you do spend a lot of time on your appearance…" Malfoy reminded her.

"So?" Hermione smirked while adding, "Just because some of us look like zombies in the morning, doesn't mean all of us do…"

"Shut up."

"No."

"What is your favorite color?" Draco asked.

"Pink—no blue!"

"What is your quest?" he questioned.

"To seek the Genie Lamp."

"What is the average air speed velocity of a swallow?"

"African or European?" Hermione wondered aloud.

"I don't know that!"

"AAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!" Hermione yelled. "What does this have to do with anything!"

"It doesn't."

"Hey, you put truth potion in my drink!" she accused.

"Not the sharpest crayon in the box, are we?"

"Shut up."

"No."

"I wish you weren't a genie! This never would have happened otherwise!"

"Wish granted," Malfoy grinned. The world as we never knew it, morphed into J.K. Rowling's universe, and they all lived miserably, ever after. The End.

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Ooooooooooooooo skit time!

And now, for something COMPLETELY different:

Merv: Stupid song is in my head.

Me: Which one?

Merv: It's embarrassing.

Annwa: Why?

Merv: Because it's a very SPECIAL song…

Jordan: You mean like a period special?

John: AH! I'm scarred!

Liz: Haha.

Me: So what song…

Annwa: RAPPPPEE MEEEE!

Liz:……um…

Annwa: Sorry, it's been in my head for a while…

Merv: I LOOOVEEE ALLLWAAAYYYYS!

Me: Thanks, Merv.

Liz: You're insane.

Katy: No, really?

Me: F & G FOREVER!

Merv, Annwa, and Liz: AHHHHHHH

Jewison: I'm too nice to point out how idiotic you people are…

All: WE LOVE YOU!

Jewison:…

Andy: HI HI HI HI HI!

Me: SPAZOID! SHUT UP!

Paul: AH! KETCHUP IS IN MY EYE!

Travis: emotionally scarring information

Elena: I don't get it…

Liz: TOMIKA WELLING!

Merv: HE wants you, Liz!

Lauren: I'm a republican. Ann Coulter isn't that bad.

Me: twitch spasm dry heaves has a heart attack WHY?

Merv: AFD! Haha.

Me: HALLELUJIA!

Annwa: That was funny.

Liz: SWING A LITTLE MORE ON THE DEVILS DANCE FLOOR!

Merv: I LOOOOVEEE ALWAYS!

John: AAAHHHH

Annwa: Want a crayon?

All: I need the bugger so I can see!