One day Ron, Hermione And Harry were eating lunch. Harry got up to go to the bathroom.
"We have too much bloody homework today." grunted Ron.
"I'm already done." said Hermione.
"AAAHHHHHH! GET OFF ME!!! HERMIONE GET IT OFF ME!!!" screamed Ron as a spider fell on his shoulder. Harry bursted out in laughter.
"I knew that would scare you. You should have saw yuor face." said Harry still laughing. The next day Harry was sitting down and all of a sudden Snape came right behind Harry and put his wand up to Harry's head.
Harry turned around and said "Ron your so stupid. You think i would fall for that?" as he pulls off the mask.
"Darn it" said Ron.
The next day Umbridge shows up right behind Harry. Harry turned around and snorted with laughter.
"Ron, Umbridge left last year. What makes you think she would come back after what happened?" said Harry.
The next day Voldemort goes up too Harry and stands right behind him. Harry is unawere of Voldemort until everybody stands up and points at voldemort and screams.
Harry turns around and says " Nice costume Ron." as he tries to pull of the mask. The mask would come off. Frustrated now, Harry tries again as hard as he can, but still to no sucsess. Voldemort then puts his wand up too Harry's head.
"AAAAHHHHH!! WHERES MY WAND!! DUMBLEDORE!! DUMBLEDORE, VOLDEMEMORTS HERE!!" screamed Harry. Ron comes out laughing.
"You should of saw your face Harry. Ok Voldemort, you can go now. Your job is done." said Ron.
"Job?" asked Harry, "What did you give him?"
"I gave him...."
"Go on." said Harry
"The Prophecy and...."
"AND!!!''
"Your wand." said Ron as he started too Run away.
Two months after the final victory over Voldemort, Harry goes to Dumbledores office... "Dumbledore," he says, "I've got a problem..." "Go on, says old Albus, caringly, "tell me all about it..." "Well, says Harry," yesterday, I dipped my wand in batter, and deep fried it.... the day before that, I dipped my broomstick in batter and deep fried that... last week i did the same to all my spellbooks, and today I had a terrible urge to dip myself in batter and deep fry myself...." "Harry, Harry," says Dumbledore, with a pleading look in his eye..." I know Voldemort is dead, and it seems like there is very little left for us to do, but you've got to stop frittering your life away..."