Nonfiction?
One day, Harry Potter was walking down a random hallway in Hogwarts. It was Friday the Thirteenth, and he was worried VoldyPantstm would attack him, taking advantage of the, ah, "Holiday."
Suddenly a note appeared in front of his face, and it obscured his view. Harry walked into a wall.
"Aw, shit." Harry exclaimed. He grabbed the note off his face and started to read.
Dear Harry,
If you get this letter, that means I'm dead. And why would that bother you, as you don't even know who I am? It should, because after you finish reading this note, your story will come to a stop. You will freeze forever. Yes, you read right, your story.
I am your author. If I die, then your story can't continue. You are in your third year, I assume? Hm. Well, Sirius Black is really innocent, but that's all I can't tell you any more. Now, how do you save your story? I'll tell you, and then talk about your parents. When I finish telling you what to do, stop reading. Now... Go!
Go to Flourish and Blotts, you can find a bright blue door no one else will find. A series of books will be in there, no covers. Read them. That's what you gotta do. And, never read about your parents. Yup, tempting, but the Books will tell you. Now, go to Flourish and Blotts!
Your Mother's name was Lily Evans. Your Dad's name was James Potter. She hated him until her seventh year when she realized she liked him. They married young and had you.
Joanne Rowling 3
Harry stared. It was so tempting to read about his parents, but oh well. To sum up the story, he rushed to Flourish and Blotts (under the Invisibility Cloak, of course), and the Blue Door was there. He opened it and saw the Books. Harry closed the Door and read the Books. It took a long time as he usually depended on Hermione to read books for him.
Meanwhile, at Hogwarts, everything was in chaos. They were looking for Harry all over! When he came back in a few days and threw the note into the Room of Requirement Hiding Spot, Harry lost Gryffindor 250 points and the rest of the year's worth of detentions with Snape. But it was worth it reading the Books, because Harry knew what to do the same and what to do differently. So, all in all, everything turned out okay!
Ina faroff courntry called USA, a young girl cried. "Now the Harry Potter books are nonfiction! I don't wanna read them anymore!"
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