Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING, except an empty fish tank because my fwoggie and fishy-wishy died. Oh, but I do own a sparkly pink pony with a turquoise mane. I call him Mr. Cheap Plastic. Okay, well, he's my sisters… but she doesn't know I have him. What im trying to say is that if I was the owner of Harry Potter, or anything related, then I would be laying on a silk sofa with Jessie McCarteny reading me Harry Potter 6 (which all and all I didn't like too much) and some shirtless guys feeding me grapes.

Shirtless guy number one: Hey, would you stop using us in your disclaimers?

Shirtless guy number two: And my name isn't Shirtless guy number two, its Frank.

Ehem… And im not sitting on a silk sofa, and Jessie McCarteny isn't reading me Harry Potter 6, and there are no shirtless guys.. err… Frank and his friends.. aren't feeding me any grapes. So I don't own Harry Potter. But I wish I did.