A/N: Just thought a would put something to tide you all over until the Third Task chapter. Why I wrote this short interlude is a mystery……have a nice day!
"Everybody's talking all this stuff about me, why don't they just let me liveeeeeeee?" sang Harry into his comb as he danced in his blue sparkly pajamas.
"Because it's my peragative!" sang Ron into his brush as he sported his purple bathrobe with the duckies on it.
"It's my peragativeeeeeeeeeeee!" yelled Harry as he jumped off his chair and did a somersault in the air while ending his routine with the splits.
"MR. POTTER! MR. WEASELY! ONE MORE DANCE NUMBER LIKE THAT AND IT'S DETENTION FOR THE BOTH OF YOU!" screamed McGonagall as she returned to the chalkboard.
"Sorry" said Harry and Ron as they sat down in their desks.
After exhibiting such debauchery in Transfiguration class, Harry and Ron had to be properly disciplined for their actions , so Dumbledore hired the only person that could take care of this…Supernanny.
"These two kids are so out of control, will Supernanny be able to straighten them out?" said the narrator guy.
"Mr. Potter and Mr. Weasely are always getting into trouble, fighting dark lords, battling gigantic snakes, capturing criminals…what did you expect was going to happen!" yelled Dumbledore into the camera.
"Now boys, if you are good you will each get a cookie, if you are bad, it's a time-out for you" said Supernanny joyously.
"…What the hell?" said Harry and Ron.