I finally got Microsoft Word. Isn't it wonderful? I was typing my stories on Wordpad now I have Micorsoft Word! YAY!
Disclamer- I do not own anything you recognize,
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I watched Mione get to the end of the song. She was struggling at the end. It was
out of her range, and she couldn't get the notes. But she tried to get them, and
stretched her voice to the limit. She finished the last note and stumbled over to us
coughing. She tried to speak but nothing came out. We ran to the hospital wing.
Madame Pomfrey looked to see what happened then glanced at us sadly. "Miss
Granger, you almost completely damaged your voice. I am afraid you may never
be able to sing again." Mione gulped and asked "Is there a way I could sing
again?" "Well, someone would have to volunteer to donate part of their voice, and
I would magically take part of it and implant it in your voice. It would still be
your voice, just a bit changed." Mione shook her head and tried to get up when I
said "What would happen to the voice of the other person?" "It would stay the
same, but they would have to re-learn everything if they took singing classes, and
their voice would be knocked down to alto." I nodded my head and said "I'll do
it." Mione shook her head, but I nodded and sat down next to Mione as Madame
Pomfrey told me too. "Now, Miss Swift, hum anything that you can think of." I
hummed the Overture and Madame Pomfrey pointed her wand at my throat.
Purple smoke-ish stuff went into my throat and out, turning blue. She then told me
to stop humming and for Mione to start humming the same thing. Mione started
humming, and Madame Pomfrey pointed her wand at Mione's throat. The blue
smoke went in, Mione's throat flashed blue, and Madame Pomfrey said that it was
done. I stood up, hugged Mione, and went up to the ROR. Draco was waiting
there, and kissed me as I came in, I pulled away quickly, apologized, and went
down through the mirror. I needed to talk to Erik. I stumbled into the gondola,
not in the mood to pole myself across. I flicked my wand and it started moving.
Erik was in his room, the door was slightly open and the familiar notes of Don
Juan Triumphant rang out. I stumbled into his room and sat down clumsily on the
bench, next to him. He seemed happy to see me, but then he noticed my glum
face. "What's wrong Rach?" He asked worriedly. "This," I said, and tried to sing
part of Don Juan. I couldn't reach it, and my voice sounded horrible. I banged
my head off the edge of organ. "There goes god knows how many years of
singing lessons down the drain." He cringed a bit at my voice and I turned away.
"I don't care if I can't sing anymore." I said. "If I hadn't Mione would never be
able to sing again. I know she wants to become a famous singer someday. I
never wanted to be a singer. I don't care if I can't sing." He tried to talk me into
letting him give me singing lessons to improve my voice. I shook my head
fiercely and got up off the bench. I went into my room and sat down on the bed.
I checked my email and found PMs from my few faithful members of Phangirls
and Fop Haters united. I had only a couple PMs from Broadwaygeek24601 and
my second in command, eriksmuse. I sighed and wished that they were here. So
then I wouldn't have to keep my phangirlsih-ness on the DL. I heard a splash
outside and ran out. I screamed loudly when I saw both of them climb out of the
lake. "Hi Rach Lupin-Black-Malfoy!" they shouted. I sent them a glare and they
hastily corrected themselves. "I mean Rach Lupin-Black-Malfoy-Destler." I
nodded and smiled. Erik hurried out of the room. "Who are they?" he asked. In
response they both glomped him, and I tugged them off. "Hey! My sexy has heck
phantom, you hear me? M.I.N.E." They whined "But you're with Draco!!" I
shrugged. "Who cares, he's still my phantom. My Erik. My sexily disfigured man.
Ok? But we can be all phangirly. What kind of leader would I be if I didn't let
you?" They giggled and bounced up and down. I smiled wickedly. "Who wants
to go fop hunting?" Broadwaygeek24601 (who will furthermore be known as
Ellie) shouted "ME!" I looked at eriksmuse and she nodded. I tossed Ellie my
sword and eriksmuse held up a Punjab. I giggled and smiled while waving to
Erik, then lead them to the rafters. We sneaked around and spotted Raoul and
Christine on the stage. I accioed in some silly string and tossed a bottle to each of
them. We shook them up then coated Raoul's hair in silly string. We laughed
and I saw the managers look up, recognizing my laugh. I flicked my wand so that
I was in my out fit, then flicked my wand at Ellie and eriksmuse, changing their
outfits to orange and red, the same design as mine. I jumped down, and they
followed. Christine gasped and stumbled back, hiding behind Raoul. I winked at
Raoul and we held up our cans of silly string and sprayed a bit at him. He looked
furious, and we giggled. I walked up to the managers and asked, "Monsieur, why
haven't you replaced Carlotta? I can still hear her screeching." They stuttered
"Please forgive us! We can't find another Prima Donna!" I chuckled darkly.
"What about Ms. Daae?" Christine stepped out from behind Raoul bravely. "I
refuse to sing while that…..that….monster is around!" Ellie swiftly walked up to
her and grabbed her by the collar, lifting her off the ground a bit. "What? What
did you call him?" She shook her. "DON'T EVER CALL HIM THAT AGAIN!!"
Christine nodded shakily, and Ellie sat her down, then stormed back to us. I
clapped my hands, and the place where we were was engulfed in fake fire, as we
disappeared.
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Sorry for it being kinda short, im bored. Got writers block. Sorry
ALL MEMBERS OF PHANGIRLS AND FOP HATERS UNITED-
YOU MUST REPLY TELLING ME WHAT YOU WANT TO DO TO GET THE FOPS HAIR AND WHAT YOU WANT TO DO TO TORTURE HIM! AND ANY OTHER FOPS YOU DECIDE YOU WANT TO TORTURE!! THAT IS ALL.