"Okay...So I guess we're going to have to recivilize the planet..." Harry Potter said, lookking at his feet, which were moving around nervousley.
"I'm out." Hermione said, lookling disgusted.
"Well, that leaves me and Dean, then!" Harry said anxiousely.
Dean backed up, the same look that Hermione had on her face.
"Well, then who should we call?" Hermione asked, changing the subject.
"Ghost Busters!" Harry and Dean yelled. They started prancing around humming the tune to Ghost Busters.
"No, you idiots! We call the Minestry of Magic! They can help.
"I think I"
Hermione made a disturbing noise.
"one of them before. Don't go there. They bite..." Harry said, looking frightened.
"Let's take the Knight Bus!" Hermione said.
"No thanks. That guy wants to kill me." Harry said.
"Lets fly a hippogriff!" Dean offered.
"Now where would we get a hippogriff?" Hermione questioned, looking annoyed at the two boys-I mean ONE boy and one shim.
"My pants...ha...hahahahahahahaha...poopy!" Dean said.
Harry and Dean started prancing around again.
Hermione apparated.
"How the bloody hell did she do that?" Dean asked, looking puzzled.
Hermione came back.
"I'm not on school grounds. See? There's no school!" Hermione said, smiling.
"Let's all cuddle! Then we can all apparate!" Harry said.
"You mean, HUDDLE. Then we can apparate." Hermione said.
Harry looked disapointed because they weren't going to cuddle.
They all got close to eachother.
Suddenly, Harry felt as if he were high on floo powder. He saw blury monsters and shadows all around him. But they still were on Earth.
"WHO ARE ALL OF THESE MONSTERS?" Harry screamed, closing his eyes.
"Harry, calm down!" Hermione said, "It's just the Dursleys flying past us in a contiuose time warp of Earth"
Harry didn't understand.
"In other words, Harry, we're flying past the Dursly's house. They just look big to you, though." Hermione said, looking at them. "Never mind. They look big to me, too. I guess they just ate a lot of cake"
"Well, I haven't seen them in three years because I've been living at the mental institute during the summer." Harry said.
Dean hadn't said a word.
"Hey Dean, are you okay?" Hermione asked, looking over to nothing. He wasn't there.
"Oh, shi-"

Just then, Dean fell through the roof of the Dursley's home.
"Not another! That's the third drunken redneck who has fallen through the roof this week!" Vernon said. "Put him in the steam room. Boil him until there are no remains, Petunia. I'm to fat and lazy to do it myself"
The tall woman craned her neck into the room. "The steam room is broken, dear. But I forgot to go to the store this week, so do you think that if we paint him pink and put him on Dudley's plate, that Dudley will believe that it is ham?
"Of course, you bloody albino-I mean, WIFE." Vernon said without any expresion.

Hermione and Harry landed outside of a phone booth.