"All right" said Mister Scott . "Now here's what I'm going to have you do."

"Haromny waited patiently and then unpatiently because Mister SSott was just kind of sitting there and not doing anything and then she said "Omg please say something I can't deal with this tension," and then Miser Scott was like "Okay."

"So now what."

There was an awks pause. Mister Scott finally said, "Ok here's the dealio lass,"

"Yes?"

"Jut sit tight and don't do anything all right lass?"

"What WHY I WANT TO SEX SPOCK."

"Aye you'll wait what."

"nothing."

"Anyway, the ship'll stop by later this week so you'll have to sit tight till then." Scott Mister then walked away with a skip in his step whistling a jolly scottish tune as a herd of scottish terriors trotted after him.

"Fucking pullshit," said Harmony angrily and her her eyes glowed an angry red as she stormed off. She bumped into someone short and scrawny who gasped loudly.

"Oh my god what are you doing," Harmony said.

Harry gasped again. "Harmony why are your eyes glowing a beautifully angry red?"

"Shut up." Then she walked away as Harry gasped loudly. Then Draco came up out of nowhere and grageed Harry by the tie out of the great gall and then they probably went to go have a sex or something. Harmony rolled her eyes and strode out of the great hall in search of tacos.

There weren't any tacos. Her ten inch heels clacked ominously against the tiles as some ghosts scuttled out of her way in faer of her angry red eyes.

The dumb looking brunette with dumb hair walked up. "Harmony we need to talk."

W"hy , " said Harmony.

"My boyfriend thinks you're realy hot," said Herman, "Now while I rtrust him very much I do not appreciate him calling out your ridiculously long name while we-"

"Oh my god go away Herman," said Harmony (she was getting confused because her named sounded too much like Herman (Harmony Herman omg that's confusing)) and it was making her frustrated. Harmony started to walk away but then Hermione followed her.

"So I was wondering whu there was a pointed eared alien standing by your bed this morning," Hermione said.

Harmony whirled around and her hair hit hermione in the face. "How did you KNOW about that?"

Because I was sitting right there," Hermione explained. 'Our beds are in the same room."

"Oh," Harmony said. "I didn't knotice because you're incredibly ugly."

"Thank you," Hermione said. "However, you're deflecting."

"No I'm not go away."

"YOU CAN'T ESCAPE THIS." Hermione screamed as she chased after Harmony who was running away as fast as possible. Fortunately Harmony was incredibly fast with her magic superspeed powers that she just happened to have and Hermione was dumb and slow and couldn't keep up so Harmony escaped.

Harmony found herself in the dungeons. It was cold and dark and wet. And slimy. It was beautiful . Harmony sighed a breath of happiness and felt her pores singing in celebration in happiness of the wonderful air. She was then interrupted by a mysterious voice.

"And what... Do we have... Here."

Harmony spun around. There was a tall oily haired man glaring at her. He was beautiful in a grungy gross kind of way that Harmony appreciated but immediately didn't care for because she was still enamored with Spock the hot alien. Still she smiled indulgently at the tall stranger.

SUDDENLY THERE WAS AN EXPLOSION The oily haired man lept forward and shielded Harmony's body with his own. Harmony gasped at the man's bravery and though she was slightly insulted that tha man didn't apparently think she could take care of herself she appreciated the sentiment all the same. She then realized that being so sentimental was horrificly out o character and punched a wall.

Meanwhile the thing that exploded... Harmony looked around and sawa strange boxy looking thing that looked like it was taking straight out of the 60s. It might have been a flying machine but she wasn't sure.

Meanwhile the oily haired man was groaning in slight discomfort. His forehead was bleeding profusely .

Harmony fixed his forehead wound with magic.

"Thanks,' said the oily haired man.

"No problem," said Harmony. There was a slight beat of sexual tension before they were distracted by the thing that exploded the wall.

"Oh also what's your named," Harmony asked. 'Because I keep referring to you as the oily haired man and it's getting annoying,"

"Ah of course," said the oily haired man. "My oily hair is my one and only defining feature," he swept his oily hair dramatically. "My name is-"

But before he could say anything SOMETHING CAME OUT OF THE SHUTTLE.

DUN DUN DUN TO BE CONTINUED.