(Demented Chapter Number Eleven)

Ellen was bored stiff. A six-year old girl had just taken her 'Draco', and there was nothing to do but watch TV. Despite the fact that Muggle inventions don't work at Hogwarts, she turned on the television anyway.

"Alright! It's Kenny Vs. Spenny!"

"I hate you." said Kenny, matter-of-factly.

"No, doofus, I hate you more." replied Spenny with boredom.

"Oh really?"

"Yeah."

Ellen's face lit up as she exclaimed, "Oh, they're so cute!" Just as the game-show versions of Bevis and Butthead were whacking each other on the head with paddles, a news bulletin flashed across the screen.

"Attention to all who wish not to die," said the reporter monotonously. "Lock your doors and shave your heads, because Sirius Black has escaped from Azkaban. Erm, again." The reporter stood there drooling. Thirty seconds later, his eyes nearly popped out of his head and he shouted, "HE'S ESCAPED! RUN!" With that, he did. A flash of static, then-

"I still hate you more."