Chapter 3: The Well-Read Writer
So Hermione was going back to Hogwarts once again scar and all. This time, she was sitting alone- nobody wanted to sit with a girl with a scar, just as nobody wanted to sit by a boy dead by Kamysh mouse at the hands of a pharaoh with a cigarette. Finally, the door opened and a guy came in, one that looked surprisingly like this profile of Spoiler Man, as seen in this smiley face: . That is pretty much all I can say about that dude, because at that time he started telling his spoiler warning and Hermione fell asleep, until she heard him say something.
"Did you just say that SNAPE KILLED DUMBLEDORE!" Hermione screamy-screechied. That hasn't happened since he killed Harry!"
"HE killed Harry? HE KILLED HARRY? Girl, it is I that killed Harry, for I am cool like that," the man replied, not exactly comforting Hermy.
"You see, I am not used to people coming into this cabin, and telling me to that SNAPE KILLED DUMBLEDORE and that YOU KILLED HARRY."
"Well technically Dumbledore was killed by JK Rowling…"
"JK WHO?"
"I read about you OK? That's most important. And I wrote you out your scar. For Hermy, I AM YOUR WRITER."
"Oh you wish. I am my own writer and always will be."
"NEVER!"
