"Hello? Is this the body guard auditions for Harry Potter?" asked a squeaky voiced dude.
"Why yes, yes it is. Please state your name, age, grade level, and what house your in," came Harry's reply.
"My name is Colin, I'm a fifth-"
"Colin! Get out of here! You were my body guard last time and you stepped on Tommy!"
"Who is Tommy?"
"My other shoes name!"
"Well then...I guess I'll just go then."
"Yeah you should."
Colin was getting up to leave but before he did he snapped a shot of Harry and then RAN!
"Foolish children. NEXT!" Some talk black-hooded like figure dude walked into the room, remember it's dark so they can't see one another.
"Please state your name, age, grade level, and what house your in."
"Harry potter?"
"Yes that would be me, your big fat moron."
"I have a...proposition to make with you."
"Oh, and what kind of proposition?"
"Well from what I hear, your trying to get Neville back for when he stepped Spanky-"
"STALKER! I mean...just how did you find out this information?"
"Why I was stalking you in the halls."
"Uh, fair enough, so do you have a plan Tom?"
"UHHHH why did you just call me Tom?"
"I said it in memory of my old shoes, why do you sound all jumpy about it?"
"Uh uh uh, No reason, that's not my name if that's what you mean!"
"what? Are you keeping something from me? Is there something you need to clear off your chest?"
"Besides the fact that your the only boy who lived-"
"What was that?"
"UHHH nothing!"
"So once again, what is it that you have in store for me?"
"My wand..."
"I'm sorry! But if you really want to talk to me, the grand great Harry Potter, then you'll have to speak up!"
"WELL EXCUSE ME! Who died and left you in charge? Oh wait your parents and your god-father died!"
"OKAY that's it! Who is this!"
"Na na na na na boo boo, I'll never tell."
"I have a wand you know!"
"Kid, I have supporters, what cha gotta say now!"
"What are you talking about? And what's your proposition!"
"Oh right, well I was thinking about getting one of my guys on...Neville.."
"and what do you get out of this?"
"Why I get you to sign this contract below..." this strange man hands Harry a slip of paper.
"It's to dark, I can't read it!"
"Basically your selling your life to the...dark-hooded figure."
"what!"
"I didn't say anything."
"Yes you did!"
"Um...must have been my shoes, they talk to me often."
"SO your shoes want to kill me?" cried Harry.
"Why...yes, yes they do. YOU BETTER WATCH OUT HARRY THEIR COMING FOR YOU!" He takes off his shoe and throws it at Harry.
"IT'S EATING MY FACE! HELP ME STRANGE MASKED FIGURE!"
"I'm sorry, I can't understand you."
"Hmm that's funny I don't know where the shoe went..."
"Right..." the strange dude picked back up his shoe and put it back on.
"Well your starting to creep me out so...NEXT!"
"SILECNE! You cannot 'NEXT' me! I cancel myself away!"
"Well freak, your creeping the hell out of me, now all I want is a body guard and so far all you've done is give me a head ache!" he grabbed his scar in pain.
"That's not all I've done, remember 16 years ago when you were just a baby, I did something to your head then to."
"Oh cool, did you know my parents...you know what that's besides the point! If you want to be my body guard please state your name, age, grade level, and what house your in!"
"Why fine! My name is Tom Mar-"
"Hey wait a minute you said your name wasn't Tom!"
"I lied, and my age is ...old and-"
"Hey wait a minute! Are you Tom who owns the leaky cauldron?"
"What? No! Shut-up fool! I'm Tom Riddle who is known as VOLDEMORT!"
"Ha ha, oh that's rich that's rich."
"Okay earlier you thought Luna and Hermione were Voldemort but you don't think I am!"
"ha ha!"
"That's it! LUMOS!" And suddenly Harry and a clear view of Voldemort...the actual voldemort.
"mommy..."
"Poor boy! But your mommy's dead!"
Stay Tuned!