Disclaimer: I do not own Harry potter, Dr. Seuss's how the Grinch stole Christmas or House MD. Nor do I make any money from this.
Author note: my mother passed away on the 9Th of December. So this story is on Hiatus for a Little while. I might sporadically update. (I am finally in the mindset to write again)
An: The first part of the chapter is a very strange dream of Harry's...just to cear up some confussion.
Interlude
Dream sequence_
It was a normal December morning at Princeton PlainsboroTeaching Hospital. Well as normal as can be with Dr. House around. Speaking of Dr. Gregory House.
He was all snuggled in his office hiding from Cuddy, his bottle of beloved viccodennot that far from him. His minions hem-hem I mean team were all scattered around doing whatever scary evil mind had came up with that day. It was during his planning of how to annoy Wilson for the hundredth billionth time that week. When his office door slammed open and Draco Malfoy appeared in the doorway in a jingle elf costume.
House opened his mouth to say something but found he was unable, speechless perhaps for the first time.
Draco opened his pouty lips and began to sing
" You're a mean one Dr. House, You really are an heel,Your as cuddly as a cactus,you're as charming as an eel, Dr. House ,You're a bad banana with a greasy black peel!
You're a monster, Dr. House,Your heart's an empty hole,Your brain is full of spiders, you have garlic in your soul, Dr. House,I wouldn't touch you with a thirty-nine-and-a-half foot pole!
You're a foul one, Dr. House,You have termites in your smile,You have all the tender sweetness of a seasick crocodile, Dr. House ,Given a choice between the two of you I'd take the seasick crocodile!
You're a rotter, Dr. House ,You're the king of sinful sots,Your heart's a dead tomato splotched with moldy purple spots, Dr. House ,You're a three Decker sauerkraut and toadstool sandwich with arsenic sauce!
You nauseate me, Dr. House ,With a nauseous super "naus"!,You're a crooked dirty jockey and you drive a crooked hoss, Dr. House ,Your soul is an appalling dump heap overflowing with the most disgraceful assortment of rubbish imaginable mangled up in tangled up knots!
You're a foul one, Dr. House ,You're a nasty wasty skunk,Your heart is full of unwashed socks, your soul is full of gunk, Dr. House ,The three words that best describe you are as follows, and I quote,'Stink, stank, stunk'!"
Dr. House just laughed and popped a couple viccoden in his mouth. That was the funniest thing he had heard all week.
Draco took a bow and left.
with a start Harry wakes up. That was very strange, maybe watching 'how the grinch stole christmas', and a 'house' marathon right after last wasn't such a great idea. But he really liked the idea of Draco in an elf costume. I will talk to Draco in the morning. He thinks before he reenters the land of nod.
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