A/N: This is what happens when an author gets a few facts mixed up, and all goes to hell. (Pun intended).
Oh, and …DISCLAIM!
It was a rather peaceful afternoon in the afterlife, the kind of day that was perfect for picnics and simply lazing about.
That is, it was, until a loud, booming yell echoed through the grassy plain where James and Lily Potter were enjoying the aforementioned activities.
"That's it! RIDDLE! I'M GOING TO KICK YOUR ASS!"
"You can't defeat me, Potter! I'm immortal!"
"WE'RE DEAD YOU MORON!"
A/N: JUST GRADUATED!