Author's Note: Well, it has been quite a while since I have updated. It's been a busy time in the life of Annie. Want to hear about it? I thought so! I have lots o' homework… and I do not want to do it. Actually, I should be doing that homework right now. Instead I am writing this. This is a better way to spend my time, no? As we speak I am about to enjoy Thanksgiving leftovers and read and watch The Office. Oh, my back hurts. This is probably because I am sitting on a very high stool and hunching over to type a story about six teenagers. Like Friends… the early years. Except not at all.

Author's Note Part Two: Um… I need some advice about this story. Some nice long reviews would indeed be helpful. Should I keep on going? Should this little tale ever end? I am actually thinking about writing a new story. Just not sure how to start it out… I'm rambling. I am the rambler. Superhero.

Chapter 24: Film time.

Disclaimer: I won a party favor. But even though I won a party favor I still own zero. Harry Potter? Nope. American Pie? Nope. Everything ever? Nope.

On occasion people get bored. Even if these people are very exciting or funny people, they can still get bored. Even if the people know all the words to American Pie or own a trampoline they can still get bored. Shocking, I know. One day Fred Weasley, George Weasley, Ron Weasley, Ginny (pronounced "Jenny" not "Ginny" with a hard G sound. Silly Americans) Weasley, Harry Potter, and Hermione Granger were sitting on the floor. They were bored. If I had been there that day I would have suggested that they go listen to a Don Mclean CD and learn all the words to American Pie or that they purchase a trampoline. Sadly, I was not there that fateful day.

"I'm bored," complained Fred Weasley. "Let's do something."

"But what?" asked his twin, George Weasley.

"Oh! Let's go buy a trampoline!" suggested Ginny Weasley. See, now she is a smart lad… girl.

Fred Weasley shook his head. "Nah, I don't wanna buy a trampoline. Plus we have no cashola." Silly Fred Weasley, they should have bought that damn trampoline.

Fred Weasley, George Weasley, Ron Weasley, Ginny (pronounced "Jenny" not "Ginny" with a hard G sound. Silly Americans) Weasley, Harry Potter, and Hermione Granger all sighed. They were still very bored.

"OH!" yelled Hermione Granger. "I've got it!" And she did indeed have it. If this was a cartoon there would be a lit light bulb above her head.

"Well, share with the circle," said Ron Weasley.

Harry Potter clapped excitedly. "I love sharing circles! They remind me of the good old days… kindergarten."

"Right-o. Anyway, my idea is that we all go to see a film!"

"Hmm," contemplated Fred Weasley. "Well, it isn't like we can leave the store, though. We are most likely going to be here forever."

"Oh, that's no problem." Hermione Granger waved her hand. "We can watch the movie right here."

"And how do we do that?" asked Ginny Weasley. Well, maybe she wasn't as smart as I was giving her credit for. Lad… girl.

"Isn't it obvious?" said Hermione Granger.

Harry Potter stroked his beard. "We use our magic?"

Hermione Granger laughed. "Oh, Jilligan. You are so silly, Harry Potter. But no, of course we will not use our magic."

"Look!" said Ron Weasley. "I am a fan!" He then proceeded to act like a fan. He was very convincing. Fred Weasley, George Weasley, Ron Weasley, Ginny (pronounced "Jenny" not "Ginny" with a hard G sound. Silly Americans) Weasley, Harry Potter, and Hermione Granger all clapped.

"Can you be a plane?" asked Harry Potter.

"But for serious…" Fred Weasley, George Weasley, Ron Weasley, Ginny (pronounced "Jenny" not "Ginny" with a hard G sound. Silly Americans) Weasley, Harry Potter, and Hermione Granger all giggled. He he, that's funny. Anyway. "Let's see a film!"

"Now, Hermione Granger, how do we see a film?" asked Harry Potter.

"It's simple… plan. We just watch it. Duh."

"Ohhhhh," said everyone but Hermione Granger. But I have to say, they so didn't know what she was talking about.

Five minutes later our favorite six people were watching a nice film. This film was called Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire.

"What is this movie about?" asked Ginny Weasley.

Hermione Granger shrugged. "Some wizard dude I think he gets drunk and parties or something like that."

"I'm always up for some drunken partying," said Harry Potter. Yes, I am sure he is. He must love drinking and partying. Damn child stars. I could kill him with a spoon. No kid.

About 157 minutes and twenty-two cookies later Fred Weasley, George Weasley, Ron Weasley, Ginny (pronounced "Jenny" not "Ginny" with a hard G sound. Silly Americans) Weasley, Harry Potter, and Hermione Granger all finished watching Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire.

"What the hell was that crap?" asked Harry Potter. "I mean, what are the chances of all that happening?"

Hermione Granger just shook her head. Clearly she had no words to describe that shit.

"An orphaned boy wizard? A tournament involving three wizard schools? Some bad dude getting a body? A Yule Ball? A Quidditch World Cup? That is all just crazy talk," said Ginny Weasley.

Fred Weasley nodded. "Those muggles. I just do not know what they are doing most of the time. And there was no drunken partying! I thought that was what muggles are best at! I hate Americans."

"Yum. Alcohol," said George Weasley.

Ron Weasley held up his hand.

"Go ahead, Ron Weasley," said his teacher.

"Didn't that seem familiar to you guys?"

Everyone stared at Ron.

"Are you feeling allright?" asked Hermione Granger.

"Of course, I am feeling fine. Well, now that you mention it, my tummy does hurt a little. I think I need a Mylanta shake. But that is beside the point. Guys, this is our lives. Harry Potter is the Harry Potter we know."

Everyone stared at Ron. Again.

"Uh… Ron," said his younger sister. "This is not our lives. This is some fictional creation of Hollywood."

"No, no."

"Yes, yes."

"Okay, remember fourth year?" said Ron.

"No, Ron Weasley, what is this fourth year that you speak of?" said Fred Weasley and George Weasley together.

"Hah hah," Ron Weasley sarcastically said.

"We are funny, no?" laughed George Weasley.

Ron Weasley was starting to go insane; he didn't know why no one could see what he was talking about. "HARRY POTTER! You remember, don't you!" He ran over and clutched at Harry Potter's robes.

"Uh… get off, weirdo. Dude, I so do not know what the hell you're talking about…"

"Have you people noticed how there is always someone going crazy in this story? Like every chapter, bam, new mental case," said Ginny Weasley. Oh, I changed my mind again. She is a smart lad… girl.

"My back hurts," said the chiropractor.

"I hate life!" Then Ron killed himself. Oh, just kidding, folks! He's still alive.

Or is he?

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Annie Note: 14. Whoa. Spooky. So, cliffie. Well, I guess it's a cliff hanger. But no, not really. The ending was just a nice little homage to X-Files recapping. Know what I looooove? Reviews, you guess. Why yes, Joe, you are correct. I love reviews. Especially real long reviews. Especially reviews that really say what you think about the fic. Detailed thoughts. That chapter was a bit longer, eh? You folk enjoy that? Aight, uploading time.