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Defence against dark arts
mr.auror: We're in defence against dark arts
Sarcastic witch: Really I'd never have guessedthat
Bookworm not flobberworm: I think he's tired
son of a witch: Why?
Sarcastic witch:He didn't sleep in potions
son of a witch: Ohhhhhhh
mr. auror: stop talking about me or else
Sarcastic witch:Or else what? You'll tell your Dad
Harry's hand shot up in the air so he could tell his Dad. Zara and Ron try to get his hand down and all fall off their chairs.
Sarcastic witch: Well there we go another detention to add to our list
Son of a witch: Bloody brilliant Mum is gonna kill me.
mr.auror: Same here
Sarcastic witch: We'll mourn for you right hermy
They all look up to see Hermione at the other side of the room
mr. auror: I think she's embarressed of us
Sarcastic witch: are we embarassing
prongs: Nah you get it off you dad's
son of a witch: That's ok then
mr. auror: Yeah let's blame our Dads
Sacastic witch: Who the fuck is prongs.
They all look up to see James standing there holding the piece of parchment
They all got another detention.
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