I decided that making so much fuss over reviews was…useless. I don't have many reviews and I don't care anymore. If you people don't feel like making me happy…than I wont force you to tear. You're all lucky you even get this update because I had ALMOST abandoned it but someone coughFlutterbyPrincesscough actually cared. So this is to her.

WARNING: OOCNESS!

Harry woke with a start the next morning after having a bucket of M&Ms dumped over him by Hermione (they were a lot easier to reach than water).

"What was that for?" said Harry after getting up from a pile of M he had fallen off the bed when he woke up.

"You were mumbling in your sleep: something about fuzzy bunnies and a rainbow," replied Hermione, while trying to wake up Ron, who was still asleep. She was getting nowhere with her tactic of trying to shake him awake, so she reverted to completely up-turning his ducky float that he was sleeping on.

"Dude that is NOT funny!" Ron said to Harry, who was cracking up, while trying to get up from his position on the floor.

After Ron had gotten up from the floor in the most ungraceful way possible, they all took a seat on the bed. After several moments of awkward silence Harry spoke up:

"So when did you tell the people to show up at my house for the contest thinga-maggiger?" he asked Hermione

Her eyes got wide and she pulled out a script from nowhere in particular.

"Oh my gosh! I forgot to put that on the poster!" She exclaimed

"Are you sure?" said Ron.

"Of course I am," said Hermione, "Just look at the script!"

"I didn't no we had a script to this story," Ron mumbled to himself.

"Oh well," Harry chimed in, "For the sake of the plot line, they will all magically all show up in 2 hours. Ha! There I fixed it, now can we move on?"

"Oh, yeah, Harry what are you planning to do about the torture?" said Hermione.

"What! Who said anything about torture!" Harry said, as he started to pull out another script from under his bed.

"WHERE is everyone getting these scripts! And WHY doesn't the author ever tell ME anything!" shouted Ron

"You're an Idiot Ron. All this information was in the contract we signed before we even started this story." Said Hermione, who was completely annoyed by how stupid Ron really was.

"Oh," said Ron who was now totally embarrassed.

"So, about the torture, Harry?" said Hermione

"I don't know, I guess I'll just make it up as I go." He replied.

The three of them sat there waiting for the people to show up. Hermione, who kept complaining about what eating all this chocolate 'would do to her complexion', vowed not to eat it for breakfast. Therefore she had to trudge through all the M&Ms to get to the front door that had magically appeared in chapter 3, just so she could have some cereal.

After she had eaten her cereal, and gotten the guys some cereal bars, she came back and they sat there, with nothing to do, for another hour.

Finally there was a loud pop and about a hundred people poofed in from nowhere. They all made a line going from the door in Harry's room that led outside all the way to…um…a long way away.

After the shock settled in, Ron opened the door and the first person in line came in. And you'll never believe who it was.

THE END. I've decided to end my story here and give it up forever. Oh wait. Never mind. This isn't even the end of the chapter. GOT YA! Ok now where was I? Oh yes, I remember:

And you'll never believe who it was.

It was a very tired looking Malfoy.

"What the heck are you doing here, Malfoy!" said Ron.

"What do you think I'm doing here, Weasel-Bee?" said Malfoy with a sneer, "I'm here to win M&Ms! I love M&Ms and I really want to be a professional wrestler, so I need to bulk up."

"Um, ok." Said Harry, "Just eat a couple and tell me what's wrong with them"

"Hmm," said Malfoy looking around, "For one thing there aren't any browns, and they're my favorite!"

Malfoy was right. Now that they looked around they did notice that they weren't any brown. But not wanting to admit that he was right, Harry spoke up before Malfoy could finish:

"Um, that's not the answer we were looking for," he said, " And for your torture, you have to…um…go on a date with Hermione"

Two people said 'What!' at the same time and Harry gave an accusing look to Ron who had also said 'what'.

"Um, not that I would care…um…because," he stammered, "Um…because…Hey look a chicken!" he shouted and pointed out side, but their was nothing there. Malfoy apparently thought there was because he said:

"Really? I LOVE chickens!" he ran out the door after the non-existing chicken calling, "Here Mister chicken! Come to Malfoy,"

"Um, ok, who's next?" was all Harry could think to say.

The next person in line was a middle-aged man by the name of Arsenius Jigger (see A/N at the bottom). He guessed that they were filled with cocaine. After hearing this Malfoy ran back in and started filling his pockets with the M&Ms chanting:

"Must get more. Must get more"

"Malfoy, get out of my house before I set a deranged monkey on you!" Harry shouted, "Oh and by the way, they are not filled with cocaine." At this Malfoy immediately stopped filling his pockets and left.

"My turn to pick the torture," said Ron, "Um, you have to spend a week with 3 PMS-ing teenagers."

"No. NO! Anything but that! Please, don't make me!" Arsenius shouted as a random person pulled him out of the house.

"Wow, Ron. That was cruel." Said Hermione.

"I know," said Ron, "but I had to do it. I hate that dude so much."

Arsenius Jigger is an actual character from the books. If you can tell me what book he's in, I'll give you a cookie. If you can tell me what he does, that will explain why Ron hates him, and ill give you TWO cookies. It's hard.

Thank you everyone for reading my fantabulous story. And I'll see you on the next episode of 'Harry POTTER AND THE CURSE OF THEE SEMI-SWEET M&Ms