I do not own J.K Rowling's Harry Potter books.
I do not own Modest Mouse or their songs, such as "Satin in A Coffin".
I do own this plot of this fanfiction however.
Chapter Numero 14…o…
Albus Dumbledore – exploded of breakdancing, not killed by Ron or Harry as mislead Hermione thought.
"You were laying on the carpet
like you're satin in a coffin.
You said, "Do you believe what you're sayin'?"
Yeah right now, but not that often.
Are you dead or are you sleepin'?
Are you dead or are you sleepin'?
Are you dead or are you sleepin'?
God I sure hope you are dead."
The Night Bus gang – killed by Ron or Harry, evidence does not show anything, except for whoever wrote it enjoys brownies. It was smeared all over the paper. I just kind of guessed what happened..
"Well you disappeared so often
like you dissolved into coffee.
Are you here right now
or are there probably fossils under your meat?
Are you dead or are you sleepin'?
Are you dead or are you sleepin'?
Are you dead or are you sleepin'?
God I sure hope you are dead."
The Avada Kedavra Restaurant diners – killed by a mad naked woman. Victims include the following: Corn Brownie Man, Cheermentors and Dementors of sorts, and every famous wizard and or witch.
"Now the blow's been softened,
since the air we breathe's our coffin.
Well now the blow's been softened,
since the ocean is our coffin.
Often times you know our laughter
is your coffin ever after.
And you know the blow's been softened,
since the world is our coffin.
Well now the blow's been softened
since we are our own damn coffins.
Well everybody's talkin' about their short lists.
Everybody's talkin' about death.
You were laying on the carpet
like you're satin in a coffin.
You said, "Do you believe what you're sayin'?"
Yeah right now, but not that often."
Umbridge- Chapter One:killed by TheBlackKeys, took the Polyjuice Potion to become Ronald, who took the Polyjuice Potion to become Harry, to kill Umbridge. Umbridge, actually, TheOrangeButtons, as you know, set me up to write this fanfiction. I wanted money…not Fanfiction! I was a poor boy. For some reason, TheOrangeButtons, an ex best friend of mine, told me I could kill her if I wrote a fanfiction about it. There. I said it. I killed Dolores. Not Ronald. I faked my death at the restaurant, because its kind of hard being the character and the author at the same time. If you do not understand, review and ask WTF mate?
"Are you dead or are you sleepin'?
Are you dead or are you sleepin'?
Are you dead or are you sleepin'?
God, I sure hope you are dead."
Thanks for reading my fanfiction…now onto the money time.
I'll make another….?
