A/N: Just a short fic that I did because I was bored. Even with the Red Bull, I've been away so long that I'm all out of wack. Anyways, try to enjoy (sorry…) This little number was written by Barty Crouch Jr. , by the way. NOT SIRIUS BLACK!
Five ways of escaping Azkaban
Hide in the laundry and hope to high Heaven that they think don't realise how heavy it is.
Mix up some Polyjuice potion (nah, that's just stupid. Someone would have thought of that).
Try and get Doctor Who to give me a lift in his TARDIS.
Flirt with one of the female guards. After all, who could resist someone like me?
Or just unlock the bloody door.
And the outcomes…
Hide in laundry: Who would have thought that all they did was toss everything into one big washer. And the ironing? Well, that's certainly something that I regret coming up with…
The Polyjuice potion: Being made to look like Mad-eye Moody wasn't a particularly pleasant experience…
The TARDIS: The Doctor nearly killed me. Rose thought that she was dying (because she was seeing double). She didn't want her death to be painful…
Flirting: You get slapped once; you get slapped a thousand times. Ouch…
