Note from SiLvEr: Hi every one this is my first fanfic, review and tell me if it sucks. Make some suggestions if you want.
Summary: MY FIRST FANFIC, hopefully will make you giggle or snort or whatever. I can't write summaries.
Rating: T, just to be safe…
Disclaimer: I f you think I own Harry Potter you SERIOUSLY need therapy…
Harry Potter
And
The Temporarily
Insane Author
The Quest for the mighty number of chapters after twoishness
SiLvEr sat in an over-stuffed armchair (wtf sort of description is that?) in the Gryffindor common room, just then Harry emerged from the boy's dormitory.
SiLvEr tried to stand and get up out of her over-stuffed armchair but failed miserably and collapsed in a giggling heap.
" AAAAAARRRRRRGGGGGGHHHHH!", screamed Harry. "Over-stuffed armchairs!" And jumped out the window.
At that moment Ron died, because I said so, and Lupin burst into the room wearing nothing but a banana-cream pie.
"Please help," yelled Lupin. "Make them stop! I'm allergic to banana-cream pie!"
And he threw himself out the window.
SiLvEr: …
"Oh no you don't!" yelled Ron who was suddenly alive again. He proceeded to try to thrust two identical potatoes into SiLvEr's nostrils while simultaneously tuning his radio.
SiLvEr, who is the author, was smart enough to write that at this point in the story Ron died again, because I said so.
" ARGH!", screamed Hermione, "My perfect man is dead, AGAIN!" and followed Harry and Lupin in throwing herself out the window.
"I like teapots" said Harry.
Thanks for so many reviews I love all the people who have been giving me support, now I give you more white goods! Toasters for all! and to the rest of you… I'll let you know when I come up with a good thing to do to you…
Love SiLvEr-ReFlEcTiOnS. xx
Beta's Note: Ah, but don't we all.