Never fear persons, places, and things ... here is chapter ...er...four? ...yes, four!
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On the Quidditch field-
It was time for the Gryffindor vs. Hufflepuff game. Everyone was in the crowds and cheering.
But something was holding the game up, the Hufflepuffs were all ready to go, but the Gryffindors were still in their locker room.
In the Gryffindor locker room-
"But Madam Hooch, I can play!" The Harry puppet said aided by the real Harry, of course.
Hooch sighed, she just didn't need this.
"Alright, alright. You can play with that….puppet."
"I'm not a puppet, I'm Harry Potter!"
Hooch just rolled her eyes, but then she spotted another insane case.
Ron was standing next to his broom, with a ….box on his shoulders?
"Weasley, what are you doing?"
She asked as Ron adjusted his arms through two holes in the box.
"Fixing my hover car." He answered.
Hooch stared at him, he stared right back.
"I have no time for your shenanigans, let's just play Quidditch."
She said as she returned to the field, eager to just get the game underway.
On the field-
Everyone was cheering with twice the vigor when the Griffindor team arrived on the field.
But what was up with Harry and Ron?
Harry seemed to be holding up a puppet and making it bow…and Ron had a box on his shoulders.
On the side of his box, in bold, messy handwriting, was the words 'hover car'.
He was also holding was appeared to be a short piece of plastic.
"Mount your brooms." Hooch said as the Hufflepuff team was eyeing Harry and Ron.
When Ron mounted his broom, the box covered it, and looked like he was a flying box with a head and arms.
The game had started.
Harry, and his puppet, started to circle around the field, looking for the snitch.
They occasionally would talk to each other and make suggestions on where to go.
Back to Ron-
There was something very strange going on with Ron. He stayed directly in front of the middle post and didn't move…at all.
The Hufflepuffs decided that now was a perfect time to try and make a goal.
One of their chasers sped toward the Gryffindor goal posts with the quaffle.
Fred and George tried to hit the bludger toward him, but missed.
The crowd seemed to freeze when the chaser took the shot.
It was heading toward the right goal post, and fast.
Like lightning, Ron seemed to catch it with ease, shooting his arm out and catching the quaffle with one hand.
The chaser was stunned, that was just impossible.
The Hufflepuffs were so surprised, that they all left their positions and flew to where they're chaser still was.
Ron shifted his eyes to each Hufflepuff in turn, then, like he had a sudden stroke of insanity; Ron lashed out his short piece of plastic, whipped it to his side, and a long, shiny light appeared.
The Hufflepuffs just stared, what was he doing?
All the sudden, music started playing, it was the song that played when Quigon-Gin was fighting Darth Maul, Duel of the Fates.
Ron lashed out at the Hufflepuffs with flexibility, slashing them with his…
Lightsaber.
The Hufflepuffs tried to fly away; But Ron cut the tail end of their brooms and sliced them all in half.
When all of the Hufflepuffs were dead, Ron yelled out to the crowd, "I am Obe-Ron Kenobi. Fear my Jedi powers!"
The crowd just stared.
Ron stared.
Harry's puppet stared.
Then, Lee Jordan's voice rang throughout the field, "Harry's puppet has caught the snitch!"
The crowd cheered, Ron's incident currently forgotten.
In the Great Hall-
"Oh Harry you were brilliant!" Hermione congratulated Harry..er..Harry's puppet.
"Thank you." His puppet said as he tried to eat soup, and ended up scalding Harry's hand.
"OW! Watch what you eat Harry. You nearly burnt my hand off!" Harry screamed in his puppet's face.
It was then that Ron entered the Great Hall.
The doors burst open.
But no one had pushed them. (In case you hadn't guessed, Ron used the force)
Instead of wearing his normal Hogwarts robes, Ron was wearing brown robes that were short and had pants tucked into his black boots. He also was sporting his lightsaber, which was strapped in his belt.
Hermione waved him over, "Over here Obe-Ron!"
Ron, with his hands in his sleeves, walked over to Hermione and sat down.
The only thing he would eat was grapes.
Like you could have guessed, there was no one at the Hufflepuff table. All of them had gone home the minute after the match was over, for fear of being killed by Obe-Ron.
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Me- Next up: Something unusual happens to our favorite slytherin. mmyes.
Snape- I hope it's nothing perverted.
Me- pssh. Get your mind out of the gutter old man. I'm not like that.
Snape- (rolls eyes) Sure.
Me- I'm not!
Snape- Be silent. Keep your foul tongue behind your teeth.
Me- (gasp) I'd never have guessed you to be a Gandalf lacky.
Snape- I'm not a lacky. Merely quoting.
Me- uh huh. Reviews make the world go round. You don't want us to be stuck in one season do you?
Oh, and sorry for killing off the Hufflepuff Quidditch team. It came to mind in my fit of randomness. If you would like, we could pretend he just mortally wounded them? Yes? Would that help any? At all? Maybe some?