Disclaimer:I own nothing that belongs to J.K. Rowling. I just own some of the scenarios I placed her characters in. Other scenarios belong to Miki.
Summary: Drabbles that relate to each other meant for humor. There are about three official OCs. Based on a dream I had after watching the first Twilight movie and our trip to San Francsico to see Wicked. Don't ask for more details.
Warnings: OoCness. Three added characters (revealed later on). Humor. Impossible situations/Improbable situations (take your pick). Mild language eventually.
Pairings: None, specifically. This is just for fun.
AAL: I found these notes while flipping through an used notebook. Enjoy.
Drabble Four: Seatbelt
"Ron, you just grab this strap here like this, pull it across your body, and click. It's not that difficult." Harry was currently trying to explain the importance of wearing a seatbelt. He was pretty sure Ron knew this by now, after all Mr. Weasley probably told them all about the need of wearing a seatbelt while in a muggle car. Ron was just being difficult.
"But, Harry, I don't want to wear the saftey belt. He isn't." Ron pointed at Lord Voldemort who was currently ignoring the brats he was stuck with and currently contemplating if he could ditch them in an active volcano. At this point specifically, he was enjoying their imaginary screams as the quickly began to burn alive.
Harry stared at Ron. Did his best mate really just use Lord Voldemort in an argument involving their lives? Slightly exasperated, Harry figured it was best to set his best mate straight. "Ron, mate, if something does happen, you really want him to live?"
This stopped Ron before he could make his next argument. Glancing to the driver's seat, and making sure who he was talking about, Ron grimaced. He quickly clicked the seatbelt into place before making sure it wasn't loose. "Nevermind."
Harry nodded in satifaction as he got comfortable in his seat. His point was proven and his best mate was adherring to safety laws. Hopefully, if something did happen Voldie would die saving him the trouble of offing the bastard himself. What a nice thought.
::The End?::