Everyone's Sick at Hogwarts
Part of the Story "at Hogwarts" series
-in which characters, problems and motives are introduced and dealt with...or Not
(somewhat connected to Crimson--done by kira who is almost done writing it)
DISCLAIMER Man here to save the day!
the spankn' world of Harry Potter is in no way own by me or a strange looking goat...or is it?...no
The illness that a held Hogwarts in its tight grip for so long, now had started to disperses in to mere memories. Students, as well as teacher had now begun to re-attend classes and the non official quarantine was lifted from the school.
The antidote had been found by James the potions master as she had been working in her lab, late one night. Up on realising that the cause of the illness had been from the stupidity and ugliness radiating off of Harry Potter, James quickly came to the cure.
To kill Potter.
Now he couldn't be done in, in a simple non violent/painful way. No he had to be killed in the most painful and ugly way imaginable. A way so horrible that I dare not write it down upon this page.
All I can say is that many of the students at Hogwarts will never be able to look at a salad fork the same way ever again. That goes to pennies, snails and funnel cakes as well.
Things began to go back to the norm after the wondrous death of Potter. Those few students, who had helped Hogwarts in her time of need, were rewarded with a free pass on that year's lessons.
Pride and confidence were gains by a few, while new loyal friends who were interested in following a knowledgeable leader were gained by others. Others still gained something more: a strong hatred of authority and yellow wallpaper.
All was good at Hogwarts as the yellow sun set upon the hill and the last bird cried out its song. All was healthy and refreshed.
THE END.