The Slug Club
Summary: Do you need to know why we want you? Look inside. HBP spoilers.
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
AN: yes, i know it's crap, but i did it in 5 minutes so yeah. Besides, it's meant to be crap.
Status: Still mourning for Aragog and Dumblowdore (Harry's secret sex slave)...
The Slug Club Wants You!
Do YOU Have Prestige?
Do YOU Have Class?
Do YOU Have Intelligence?
Do YOU Have Connections?
Do YOU Have Money?
Do YOU Have Attractive Mothers?
Do YOU Have Friends?
Come Join The Slug Club If You Do!
"Won Won! I was invited! I got in!"
"Wow that's great Lav! How?"
"I have all the points mentioned on the poster!"
"That's great honey!"
Sounds of ripping clothes and moans reached the ears of Harry and Hermione as they rounded the corner to the potions corridor.
"Oh Look Harry, Won Won and Wav Wav are acting like eels again!"
"Bugger of Herm!" Ron looked 'Peeved'...
"I think you mean off…"
"Shut up Harold." Lavender flared up like a raging mother dragon.
"Won Won, why don't you go toMcLaggen and teach him about team work?"
"Nice call Herm!"
"Well, maybe we should call her Herm Herm?" Lavender looked cruel in a cool way.
"Sounds to much like Sperm Sperm Lav."
"Goodbye Icle Wonniekins!"
Hermione turned and stormed off, leaving Harry to the mercy to the Icle Won Won, Wav Wav and "The Poster".
Behind a nearby pillar Slughorn grinned evily.
"Finally, corruption in the ranks! Entertainment has been gained!"