Bloody Bitter
(A Harry Potter Drabble in Which Harry Vents Frustrations Musically)
Everyone watched, wondering what he could do. True, he was a legend, undefeated.
But could he sing?
Harry Potter grabbed the microphone like an old pro and belted:
"Love is cool, I guess,
But being alone's miserable.
You save the day
And slay Volde-freakin'-Mort
But nobody even buys you a birthday
present
Or says "Thank you, Harry."
The gathered crowd looked down in embarrasment. Harry continued.
"From now on, kill your own Dark
Lords.
'I'm going on vacation."
"He has a nice voice," tried Hermione.
"He's bloody bitter," Ron countered.
And on stage, Harry sang and danced. Bloody bitter.
FINIS
Minus the heading and closing material, it's 100 words. Yay. Wipe the scowl off your face. You read the summary. You knew it was pointless before you clicked.