Hi, guys! It's me, Butterismyjam! I hope you are as excited as I am for the release of the second part of my story!
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"Open it, Ron!" Harry nudged.
"If you insist..."
He replied. He slowly undid the ribbon, and prepared to open his gift. He cringed back, ready for something horrid.
The box's top was finally removed. "Oh, great," Ron said sarcastically. "It's another one of Mum's ugly sweaters!"
Harry peeked inside the box. The sweater was knit from lumpy, maroon colored wool, with a big, orangey puke colored 'R' plastered on the front.
"Oh, Merlin's beard!" Harry yelled in dismay. "It's disgusting!"
With one swift motion, he knocked the box - with the sweater still inside - into the corner of the common room.
Harry jumped to his feet and whipped his wand out of his pajama pocket. "Get up Ron!" He yelled. "We can take it down together!"
"But, Harry, it's just a-"
"I said GET UP!"
Ron scrambled to his feet and shakily drew his wand. The boys were now huddled together in the center of the room.
"Avada Kedavra!" Harry screeched as he dove behind a barricade of boxes.
Ron ran over and took shelter next to Harry. "How do you even know that-"
"What? You don't think I would remember watching Voldimort kill my parents?" Harry interrupted in disgust as he continued shooting killing curses over the mountain of gifts that shielded him from the sweater.
The room was now pulsing with green light, a pulse strong enough to blow the hair off you're forehead. Harry continued shooting curses. "IT... JUST... WON'T... DIE!" He yelled in frustration as he struggled to put all his power into his magic.
Harry finally put his wand down. "It's... invincible..." He panted. Then, "Quick!" He said with his energy back. "The invisibility cloak! It's the only way we can escape!"
They army-crawled over to the cloak's box. Harry threw it open, and snatched the cloak out of it. He felt the scratchy fabric in his hand, at which point his eyes widened and his jaw dropped low.
"Ron, it's another sweater! It's not a cloak, it's a sweater!" He screamed in shock. "We need to get rid of them!"
They ended up again in the center of the common room, backs pressed together. "You take yours, I'll take mine. We'll catch them by surprise!" Harry bellowed. "Look, they're not paying attention! Ready?"
"Harry, I don't think I can-"
"ONE, TWO, THREE!"
"A-Abracadabra!"
BOOOOOOM!
I hope you guys enjoyed my first fan fiction! Hey, I was just wondering... When you read this, how were you reading it? Were you on the edge of your seat, taking it fully seriously, or were you laughing at how completely messed up it was? Maybe a mix? Tell me in the comments, and be truthful!
Also, a great big thank you to my first two followers, who I got not even a day after I published my first chapter! What a great way to start off!
Until next time,
Butterismyjam
