Notes that the Author has previously Written: Hola me amigos. (No, I do not speak fluent Spanish) We left off with our dashing hero saving his fiancé from the villain Dr. V! No, not really, that was just for my own enjoyment. I'm not actually going to tell you what just happened because I am assuming that you already read the first chapter. Now I'm babbling again and I'll let you get back to your regular PC program.
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As out three heroes sit in boredom in the common room, not doing their armload of homework, our victorious villain plans part #2 of his evil scheme.
"And as part…1…4….88…oh yes, 2 of my evil scheme, I shall sit back and watch this whole extravaganza on my new reality television show on channel 31/5 called, "I put a spell on the castle so let's all watch people suffer." Voldemort giggled girlishly. "I've always wanted to do that!"
Meanwhile, back at Hogwarts, our three heroes still sat in boredom in the common room, not doing their armload of homework. "Wadda you wanna do?" Harry asked.
"I dunno wadda you wanna do?" Harry replied. No, that was not a typo; Harry just gained a second personality.
"I dunno wadda you wanna do?" Ron answered and questioned ridiculously.
Hermione looked up and out the window, you know, the one on the left side of the room. The one with the pretty gold curtain on it. The window with the cute little owl continuously ramming into it, trying to get through the glass that it doesn't see. "Hey, it looks like san owl is bringing some one a letter!" she said, jumping up from the seat that I never said she was sitting in.
"And I thought she was the bright one." Ron sneered. I believe he may have been PMSing because he was having random mood swings. (No, that was not literal, I do not think that way, all the time, no, I never do, just forget that I ever said that. Oops, I'm babbling again, continue.)
Hermione, who had now opened the window, viciously tore the envelope from the brain damaged bird that then plummeted down to the ground to die a terrible and painful death. Hermione walked over, handing the letter to Harry. "It's for you." She said as she sat back down in her chair. Harry ripped it open and began to read it aloud.
"Dear Harry, this letter will suddenly change to song form and have the same tune as I think I Love You, by the Partridge Family.
I think I love you; I was captured by the dark Lord
I was afraid that, you weren't gonna save me with that one sword
I think I love you isn't that what life is made of
Though it worries me to say that I never felt this way
Love,
G.W."
"G.W., hmm, who could that be?" Ron inquired, scratching his head.
"Ewwwww! Gross! It could be your brother, George Weasly!" Harry shrieked as the letter dropped from his hands in disgust.
"Hey," Hermione stated matter-of-factly, "His last name is Weasly, kind of like a weasel. That is funny. Oh, and Scabbers, whom we now know as Peter, is a mouse anumagi, and mice are kind of like weasels, which Ron is and he owned Scabbers!"
"Or, the letter could be from Ginny." Ron shrugged, completely ignoring Hermione's random comment.
"It's true!" Ginny shouted as she burst into the room dressed in rather odd apparel. She was wearing a rather long, princess-y, white dress. "Will you marry me Harry?"
Harry looked at Ginny and then looked at his watch. "I would, but I can't, this isn't the climax and it is noon." He stated briefly.
"What's noon got to do with it?" everyone asked in unicorn, no, sorry, not unicorn, unison.
(Sung to the tune of Girls Just Wanna Have Fun by Cyndi Lauper.)
" Yo
asked me, if I would marry you
I had to say no because it was
about noon
Oh,Ginny,dear,
You know that you are the one,
But
I,
I haft'a have lu-unch,
Oh, I ,just haft'a have
That's
all I really want...
Some Lunch..." Harry, not shocked at
the lyrics, but shocked that he was singing at all, fainted. He woke
some hours later, did the whole "Where am I?" thing, and then he
remembered, blablablablabla.
And then the sun went down.
The next morning, Harry woke up to find Ginny curled up next to him, a symbol of sweet snoring perfection. He touched his hand gently to her face, and then realized that it was all a dream and he hadn't even woken up yet.
A few moments later Harry's eyes drifted open (for real this time) and he reached over towards his glasses, lazily throwing them onto his sleepy face. He got out of his pajamas and threw on his robes. "Mornin' Ron." He whispered, assuming that Ron was already awake. "Ron, I said good morning." Harry said, a little louder this time. Ron just rolled over in his bed and grumbled, "I don't want the stripper monkey! No…oh, never mind." Yes, he spoke in his sleep. Harry then crept over towards Ron, he stood right next to his bed very silently, "GOOD MORNING RONALD!"
"Ahhhh! Not the monkey, no, oh, mornin' 'Arry." Ron muttered.
Soon enough, the boys were ready and they rushed downstairs to greet Hermione and go to transfigurations class.
"Isn't it just uncanny that we all have the exact same classes?" Hermione asked as they walked down the endlessly long hallway.
Harry smiled, "No, not really, I mean, we are three very important people. We ought to be in the same classes or 'life' would be bloody boring and we would have no plot or dialogue."
"Welcome to transfiguration class." Minerva stated coolly. Wow, lots of teachers state things 'coolly' in my fics.
The trio walked into the classroom and took there usual seats, Hermione in the back where she can be lazy, Harry in the middle, and Ron in the font where he can answer all of the questions. No, scratch that, reverse it.
"Now class, as you may or may not know, our castle has been put under a spell, and there is only one extremely dangerous way to terminate it."
My Extraordinary Notes: So, that's it for chapter two. Yes I used more songs. Yes, the lunch thing is kind of from the Weird Al song. I hope you enjoyed this. Please R&R.
