Konnichiwa minnasan! I'm not even Japanese, but still...
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To The hazel-eyed bookworm: I don't know if I will be able to make the chapters longer; I end the chapter when it seems like a stopping point, though I will try to.
P.S. I tried to make this chapter longer.
I sincerely hope that this update was MUCH quicker than the last, so happy reading!
Book 1: Chapter Three
Harry Potter: Q & A Time And Lunch (Part One)
All the students' mouths were agape as soon as Harry spoke. Then, as sixth graders would normally do, they started to fire away at him with bullets of questions, each one hitting him harder than the last:
"Whoa! Cool scar! You got that from Voldemort, didn't you?"
"When you get back to Hogwarts, could you please give Ron my number? Here, I'll write it for you."
"Have you seen the movies?"
"No, seriously. This cannot be happening! Are you acting as Harry again, Daniel Radcliffe?"
"Are you that guy from J.K. Rowling's books?"
Harry' answers to these questions:
One - Well, DUH! I got that as a baby; the guy wanted to kill me! I just got off lucky... Wait, how did you even know this?
Two: Seriously, people, you should already know that Ron can't even SAY felly- telephone, much less use the damn thing.
Three: No, what movies?
Four: Who's Daniel Radcliffe? And I've never thought of acting as a career before.
Five: I've got more questions than answers for that one. First off, who is this "J. K. Rowling" you're talking about? Second of all, what books? And how many are there? How many questions have I asked?
"Back to the less- oh, it seems like it's time for lunch," Mr. Brunner said as he tried to get the class back together.
Harry took his lunch and decided to sit somewhere away from all the other students, the ones that would assume he was this "Danielle Radclip" or some name that was pretty similar to that, or thought that he was from a book. To him, those were pretty good reasons to sit as far as he could from others, at the fountain.
"-I'm not a genius," Percy told Grover, who seemed to be thinking deeply of something.
"Can I have your apple?" Grover asked his best friend and held out his hand. Percy, who didn't really feel like eating, handed him the fruit. Grover turned his head in the figure walking towards them. "Hey, isn't that the new kid? What was his name.. Po-"
"Harry." The two friends looked at the boy who said that. Green eyes, messy black hair, he seemed pretty normal... if there wasn't an odd-looking branch sticking out of his pocket or that scar on his head.
I must be professional or something (probably not) for typing this up so quickly! (*Ahem* Maybe it's because you've got the books RIGHT NEXT to you... oh shut it, myself)
Let's cross our fingers in hopes I will also update tomorrow!
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Otherwise I can hand you a Snitch, hand Harry a broom, and tell him to get the Snitch. ^-^
Do you guys think I should keep coming up with these so-called threats? Of course, these are all in good fun and for laughs, so if you (for some reason) feel unsafe or something of the sort, please let me know... I don't like making people sad.