Note: these fics are not mine the authors wanted me to put them up !
Author - TOPAZ
THE DAY THE CHARACTERS TOOK OVER THE WORLD
or: My Overdramatic Stupid Little Fic With Random Notes Plugged In Throughout
(Please ignore the little notes in the parathesis)
The characters were angry. Very angry.
For years they had suffered horrible physical, mental, and emotional abuse at the hands of authors, fic authors, and others. They had been killed, injured, heartbroken, and worse. And they wanted revenge.
The characters found a way to leave the printed page, the television, the computer. They swept across the world, leaving only alive those real humans whom they enslaved, torturing almost as cruelly as they themselves had been tortured.
(Ooh! That was dramatic! *Grins*)
Harry Potter relaxed at home while his personal slaves cooked him dinner. He lived in England, in the city of London. Europe had been allotted to book characters, with London reserved entirely for Harry Potter characters.
The telephone rang; it was Hermione.
"Harry, Voldemort killed six more slaves today-- hes getting out of control. We need these people, theyre essential to the workforce. I know hes a character and all, but hes rather... vicious, dont you think?"
Harry shrugged. "Theyre humans, Hermione. Theyre not characters or anything."
"Food production is down in London, thanks to his rampages!" Hermione said angrily. "The house elves had a slight food shortage, and some characters lost electricity this morning because Voldemort killed some of the electrician humans."
"Ill talk to him," Harry agreed. "Bye, Hermione."
Harry grabbed his cloak and headed for the door, then headed off toward Voldemorts estate. As a major character, he owned a large portion of land and a beautiful house. Harry, a main character, and as one of the most well known characters in the world, owned a mansion and hundreds of acres.
He rang the doorbell and was answered by one of the humans, a girl named Draconita Riddle.
"Tell Voldemort Im here," Harry ordered, stepping into the hall, and the girl scurried away to find him.
Several minutes later, Lord Voldemort swept into the hallway and greeted Harry. "Hello, my dear boy, its simply grand to see you again. Wont you come in and have something to eat?"
"No thank you, the humans are cooking my dinner at home," Harry replied, shaking Voldemorts hand. "I came here at Hermiones request. She wanted me to ask you to stop killing the humans."
Voldemort led him into the parlor, where they sat on a velvet couch. "Why does she want me to stop? Surely shes not going to start a Society for the Promotion of Human Warfare, or something? Humans arent house elves."
"No, its not that," Harry said. "Hermione says that there are food shortages and electricity outages because the workforce is being demolished. We need these slaves."
Voldemort sighed. "I know, I know. But sometimes I get very angry, and, well, theyre only humans..." he waved his hands. "Its hard being an evil character."
Harry put a hand on Voldemorts shoulder. "I know its tough, Tom, but until we get some more slaves, youll have to take out your aggression on a pillow or something."
"Well, think of something."
As he left, Harry saw Voldemort eye the velvet pillows thoughtfully.
(That guy is a psychopath. We have a lot in common.)
Two girls crept through the woods in the dead of the night, trying not to make any noise. The taller one had dark hair and blue eyes, while the shorter had wispy blond hair and light blue eyes.
"Finally!" the taller girl said as they reached a clearing. "I nearly had a heart attack when you stepped on that twig!" She collapsed dramatically on the ground.
"Youre weird, Topaz," said the other girl. "Where are we, anyway?"
"A clearing," Topaz replied.
"I realize that," the girl said coldly. "But what clearing? Why this one?"
"Its enchanted," Topaz informed her. "I put a spell on it before they took away my powers."
"Yes, Misty, powers! All fic authors have special powers, but we need a keyboard to use them, just like the Harry Potter characters need wands. They took my computer away, but I managed to enchant this clearing before that. No one can hear a thing we say or do in hear, and they cant see us either." Topaz grinned smugly.
"I still dont like it," Misty said nervously. "Were out in the open... anyway, whyd you want to sneak out?"
"Ill tell you when everyone gets here," Topaz replied. "Be patient."
Other slaves began entering the clearing. A boy with silvery-blond hair and blue eyes, a girl with silvery wings, a gray cat, an anime-style girl dressed entirely in black. Hundreds of them filled the small clearing, and somehow everyone fit.
"Mawwaige," said Topaz. "Mawwaige is wot bwings us togethaw today. Mawwaige, vat bwessed awwangement..."
"Stop quoting Princess Bride!" Misty snapped, while Arkis and Laisia glared angrily. Topaz looked very put out. (Sorry, sorry! I cant help it!)
"We are here," she said loudly. "For one reason."
"Party!" shouted several humans.
"I wish," Topaz said, rolling her eyes. "Were here to rebell. Rebell against the characters, who have enslaved us for so long..."
"Three months, Topaz," Misty remarked. "Thats not very long."
"Shut up!" Topaz hissed to her. "We need to revolt against our captors, and regain control of our world. We need to FIGHT!"
"Fight! Fight! Fight!" chanted the same group of humans. The gray cat hissed, and they quickly shut up.
"How are we supposed to fight?" Laisia inquired, brushing pine needles from her black snakeskin print shirt. "Grab a pistol and shoot them? Or what?"
"All of us here are fan fic authors, those who wrote at FF.n, and all of those authors still living are here." Topaz gazed around the crowd. "To conquer the characters, all we need is one simple weapon. A computer."
The humans began to mutter to each other, excited. Misty shrugged. Laisia looked interested. The gray cat washed her face.
"We are fic authors," Topaz proclaimed, her voice echoing through the clearing. "With a good keyboard, we can do anything. The characters can do nothing if we have a computer. All we need is to get one... but how?"
The authors looked at each other uneasily. Some shrugged, while others looked hopeful. Misty leaned against a tree, looking skeptical.
"Well, we need to do something," Topaz said. "We cant just be slaves for the rest of our lives. You, Misty, do you like being Hermiones slave? Laisia, do you enjoy being owned by Duo? You, Mystica, is your only goal to serve Draco Malfoy?"
The authors cheered, inspired by these brave words.
"Keep your eyes open," Topaz urged. "Try to find a way to get a computer. And be careful." She watched the humans disperse, heading back to their homes.
The moon shone down on the empty clearing, and the woods were silent.
(That was also dramatic... I love dramaticness... or, drama, whatever...)
Daine Sarrasri galloped up to Alanna the Lionesss house on her pony Cloud, and waited for the redhaired knight to come out. "Alanna!"
"We need to talk." Daine swung Cloud around to nodded to Briar, Tris, Sandry, Daja, Keladry, and Neal, who were with her.
"We need to talk?" Alanna snorted. "What, are we breaking up? Daine, I thought you cared!"
"Dont be ridiculous," Daine said, grinning.
"Youre gay?" Daja looked surprised.
"I was joking, kid." Alanna stepped out of the house, pulling a tunic on over her blouse. "Whats the matter, Daine?"
Daine frowned. "The Mary Sues are at war with the Video Game characters over Australia. We need to go sort things out. Ive already called Onua, Jonathan, Numair, and Kaddar. Can you get transportation?"
"Yes." Alanna stared off thoughtfully. "War? This is bad. Very bad."
(That was an extremely random and pointless scene.)
Queen Cimorene of the Enchanted Forest called Morwen with her magic mirror. "Morwen?"
The ginger haired witch stared back at her. "Oh, its you, Cimorene. Telemain is out buying another slave after that dreadful accident with his transportation spell; I thought it might be him. Whats the trouble?"
Cimorene shifted her weight uneasily. "Im not sure, Morwen. We all feel like somethings wrong... me, Mendanbar, Daystar, Shiara... the dragons are also uneasy. We thought wed better ask you if Telemain could make a spell that would predict the future."
"Isnt possible," Morwen replied. "Ive been feeling unsettled myself, but it could just be aftereffects of living in the real world. Maybe some cider would settle your stomach. Shall I send one of the humans over with a bottle?"
"Thanks, that sounds delicious." Cimorene sighed. Probably just her imagination.
(That was also random and pointless. Skip down to good parts. Assuming there are some.)
"Topaz!" A teenage girl shoved through the crowd of slaves at the marketplace, trying to reach the girl. "Topaz!"
"Hi, Sanna," Topaz said absently, examining some tomatoes. "Do these look ripe to you? Buttercups gonna kill me if I buy rotten ones again... good thing Westley hates tomatoes anyway, he never knows the difference..."
"Topaz!" Sanna grabbed her arm. "I found out where we can get a computer."
"What?" Topaz whirled around, dropping the tomato, which splatted on the pavement. "A computer? How? Where?"
Sanna pulled her toward the woods, and they headed to the enchanted clearing, then stopped to catch their breath.
"They destroyed most of them," Sanna told her between gasps. "But they kept three computers preserved in America."
"Good. But where in America?"
Sanna paused, no longer out of breath. "Theres a riddle." She fished a slip of paper out of one pocket and handed it to Topaz. "Here it is."
Where leaves turn crimson and boots drip
There youll find just what you seek
A torture chamber lost in Hell
Where silence reigns and rulers speak
"This poetry sucks," Topaz commented. "What does it mean?"
"Well," Sanna began, "Some of us think that the first line means that the computers are in New England. You know, the leaves change in the fall. As for the boots dripping part..." she shrugged. "A torture chamber? Im not sure about that... and the last line makes no sense."
"Well, thanks," Topaz said, sighing. "Maybe well figure out something more. At least now we know that computers do exist somewhere."
"At least," Sanna echoed, disappointed that her clue hadnt helped more.
(I know the poem sucked majorly. However, could you do much better in ten seconds? Oh. Okay then. I'll shut up. Uh oh, my fic is starting to sound like Redwall (riddle poems) AHHH! NOOO! Not Redwall! Anything but that! *Grins* Did you know that I hate Redwall?)
New England was owned by Monty Python and Princess Bride characters. The state of Massachusetts belonged to Princess Bride characters, as well as parts of Vermont. It was there that the authors gathered together a second time.
"Look," Topaz said to Misty as they stepped into the clearing. "I know you dont think this will work... but it cant hurt, can it?"
"You mean when they kill us for trying to rebell?" Misty rolled her eyes. "Oh, no, that wont hurt at all."
"Id rather be dead than a slave!" Topaz snapped. "And wed all be dead soon anyway, with Voldemorts rampages and Humperdinck slaughtering any human he finds. Besides, you know they killed any fic author they found. Were just lucky they didnt know were all fic authors."
"They will if your plan works," Misty replied. "Or if it fails. And if it fails..." She drew one finger across her throat. "Oh, fine. Ill stop grumbling. But I dont think itll work. That poem was crap."
"Lets get some authors together and form a search party for the missing computers." Topaz looked around. "Mystica, Mrs. Norris, Arkis, Lai, you guys want to come with me to find a computer?"
"Why them?" Misty asked.
"Mrs. Norris is a cat, and can get into small spaces, Mysticas wings will let her get places we cant, Arkis is my brother, Laisia is anime and not all the laws of nature apply to her, and youre coming so I can gloat when this works."
"Sounds fun," Misty said dryly.
"Where do we go?" Laisia asked, joining them with the others behind her.
(Ooh, what's gonna happen next? The suspense is killing me! NOT.)
"Its gotta be somewhere in New England," Topaz said, kicking a tree in her frusteration. "Ow! Stupid tree."
"Where leaves turn crimson and boots drip," Mystica murmured. "Where do boots drip?"
"Maine?" Misty suggested. "They fish a lot there..."
"But why boots?" Mrs. Norris frowned.
Misty pulled a map of New England out of her pocket and they all gathered around to look at it. Six throats gasped simultaneously.
"The boot!" Arkis shrieked, jabbing a finger at Massachusetts.
"Its shaped like a boot," Mystica agreed, peering at the map. "Thats what they meant. Where boots drip... well, its in the ocean..."
"The poem meant Massachusetts!" Topaz danced around crazily and nearly tripped over a tree root. "But what about the rest?" She pulled the slip of paper out of her pocket and they all clustered around to read it again.
Where leaves turn crimson and boots drip
There youll find just what you seek
A torture chamber lost in Hell
Where silence reigns and rulers speak
"A torture chamber lost in Hell?" Laisia whistled. "Interesting."
"A torture chamber..." Topaz paused. "The only torture chambers I know of are high schools, and I somewhat doubt thats what they meant."
"High schools?" Mrs. Norriss tail lashed. "Maybe..."
"Where silence reigns and rulers speak!" Mystica cried. "Where else do rulers speak? They used to hit kids with rulers when they misbehaved..."
"A high school in Massachusetts!" Laisia shrieked. "We did it!"
"Um," Arkis remarked, "How are we going to tell which high school?"
They lapsed into silence.
"Well, only one high school is guarded by characters..." Topaz grinned. "Its right down the road. It must be that one! Theyd guard the one with computers! Now all we have to do is break in and get to the computers!"
"Thats all?" Misty said sarcastically. "Piece of cake."
Topaz slumped against a tree. "Great. Howre we going to do that?"
(Misty, Lai, Mrs. N, and Mystica aren't really this stupid. Arkis, my brother, is. Just kiddin', Arky. I'm not stupid, just insane. *Grins insanely*)
Different characters took shifts guarding the only three computers left in the world. That night, the characters were Inigo Montoya from Princess Bride, Draco Malfoy from Harry Potter, Shiara from the Enchanted Forest Chronicles, and Ash Ketchum from Pokemon.
"All right," Topaz whispered to the others. "We need to somehow defeat these guys. Any ideas?"
"Well, Inigos a master fencer, Dracos a wizard, and Shiaras a fire witch... we need to somehow defeat Dracos and Shiaras powers, and someone has to take care of Inigo." Misty frowned thoughtfully.
"What about Ash?" Arkis asked.
"Him?" Misty snorted. "Hes a dorky little kid with a bunch of screwed-up pets. What can he do?"
"Good point." Mystica sighed. "We need a wand."
"A sword," Topaz added.
"A bucket of water?" Arkis suggested.
"Ill handle those," Topaz said. "Meanwhile, lets split into groups of two. Mystica, Mrs. Norris, you two will handle Malfoy. Lai, Arkis, take care of Shiara. Misty and I will manage Montoya. Got it?"
"Yup," they chorused.
(This is a really stupid fic. I think I'll go to sleep. Nah, better finish it...)
Draco Malfoy was sleepy. It was 2:00 in the morning, and he wished he was in bed. But the computers needed to be guarded against any runaway slaves, so he forced his eyes to stay open and his mind to stay concious.
"Draco," said a voice.
Draco widened his drooping eyes. "Whossat?"
A girl with silvery wings stepped in front of him. "I was sent to handle your shift, since you seem to be getting tired. We cant have sleepy characters guarding."
"Who are you?" Draco asked, more alert now.
"Uh..." the girl paused. "Im, uh, Rachel from the Enchanted Pudding series."
"Never heard of that," Draco remarked, trying not to yawn. "Okay. Lemme get my wand." He picked it up and staggered away toward the Portkey that would take him back to London.
A second figure joined the winged girl, this one a cat. "Enchanted Pudding?" the cat said disdainfully. "I couldve done better than that."
Mystica shrugged. "Sorry. Well, it worked, fuzzball. Cmon, lets go see how the others are doing."
(Let's not and say we did... I am so childish. *Smirks* Did you know that if you squish a banana the right way it divides into quarters?)
Shiara was wide awake on her side of the high school. She kept a small flame burning to see with, and it kept her warm as well. The night was still.
Suddenly two people dropped down in front of her. "Surrender!" called the smaller one.
"No, thank you," Shiara said politely, sending a burst of flame at them. A loud howl came from their direction, then the sound of splashing water.
A tall anime-style girl dressed in black stepped into the ring of firelight. "Surrender."
"Aint gonna happen," Shiara reply, wondering how she could burn them without setting the forest on fire. "Who are you?"
"Arkis and- oof!" said the smaller one, the girl having stepped on his foot.
"Your worst nightmare," said the girl. "Are you sure you wont surrender?"
"Yeah," Shiara said, carefully aiming at the shorter figure.
"Now!" the girl shouted, and Shiara heard the swish of water. She made the flame larger, and stared around her. A circle of water surrounded her.
"Your magic cant cross water," the girl said with great satisfaction. "Quick, Arkis, get the chloroform before the water sinks into the dirt."
Shiara tried to scream, then everything went black.
(That was dramatic... well, not really... more like stupid... *Shrugs* Close enough.)
"Im still not too sure about this," Topaz said grimly, hefting her sword in one hand. "I suck at fencing."
"You beat Elissa when you guys had that duel."
"Misty, we were fencing with plastic baseball bats. Neither of us knows the first thing about swordfighting. Inigo Montoya is a master."
Misty shrugged. "Well, you know the back-up plan. If you seem to be losing, I drop a large rock on his head. At least he doesnt have magic powers." She grinned down at Topaz from her perch in the tree. "Good luck."
"Thanks," Topaz said sarcastically. "We are we even bothering with the swordfight? Why not just drop the rock on his head right away."
Mistys grin widened. "Wouldnt be sportsmanlike."
"Im the only one who can quote Princess Bride!" Topaz grumbled. "Sh, here he comes."
"Who goes there?" a Spanish-sounding voice called.
"No one of consequence," Topaz called, grinning at Mistys annoyed expression at yet another quote. "I challenge you to a duel." She gripped her sword tightly, crossing her fingers with her other hand.
Inigo held up his torch. "Are you a character or human?"
"Fic author," Topaz replied without thinking. "Oops."
"A fic author?" Inigo shrieked. "Prepare to die!"
He leaped forward and slashed at Topaz, who jumped back and blocked it, then tried to slash him back. He blocked it easily.
"Misty!" Topaz screamed. "Im gonna die!"
A rock fell from overhead and bonked Inigo on the head. Without a word he keeled over, unconcious.
"Satisfied?" Topaz called up to her. "Cmon. Were going in."
(I've always wanted to say that... "We're going in." Hee hee. I'm so weird. :-)
"We made it," Arkis said happily as together the six authors stepped into the high school lobby. "We finally made it."
"Now what?" Misty said. "Where do we go?"
"Where silence reigns and rulers speak... the library?" Laisia suggested.
"Where is the library?" Misty retorted.
They all paused.
"Cmon, Lai, Misty, we used to go to this school before the characters revolted!" Topaz banged her fist against the wall. "We know where the library is!"
"I think its up these stairs," Laisia said, pointing at a flight of stairs.
"No, these," Misty argued, pointing to another.
"Those are the stairs that lead nowhere, remember? I think Lais right." Topaz started up the staircase, and the others followed.
They walked down dark hallways for what seemed like eternity, occasionally stopping to peer inside a dusty, tomb-like classroom. No computers.
Finally, a wonderful sight met their eyes. The library, where rows of books stretched out before them, and... three computers!
"We did it!" six voices screamed.
(Now, I couldn't decide between three difference outcomes, so I wrote them all. Pick your poison.)
ENDING A: OVERDRAMATICNESS
"We did it!" six voices screamed.
Arkis ran forward, quickly switching on one of the computers. "It still works, guys! It works!" He leaned forward eagerly, seizing the mouse in one hand, the other hovering over the keyboard.
A loud burst of music filled the silent room as the computer began to turn on. The fic authors clustered around the computer, hardly breathing, waiting for the moment when they would at last have control over the world again.
The screen brightened, and electricity began to flow through the wires to power the great machine. The screen grew brighter and brighter, glowing with the power contained in the small box.
Arkis, still clutching the mouse, began to glow, his blond hair now flaming gold, his skin letting off a radiance that frightened the others. Sheer power raced through his body, filling every atom of every molecule.
"Its too much!" Mystica screamed. "The powers going to kill him!"
Faster now, the light brightened until they had to turn away from the shimmering body or be blinded. Mystica, Laisia, and Misty dove under the librarians desk, while Topaz and Mrs. Norris sought shelter behind a bookcase.
Finally, too much power had built up for his body to handle. A loud, anguished shriek rang out through the library as power burst out of Arkis in a brilliant supernova.
The radiance dimmed as a pale, lifeless body slumped against the computer.
"It was too much," Topaz murmured, tears streaming down her cheeks as she stared at her dead brother. "He couldnt take it all, not the first blast."
Laisia and Misty gently lifted Arkis from the chair and carried the body over to the other side of the large room, setting him down gently in a chair at one of the tables.
"Topaz, we need to continue," Laisia said, brushing away her own tears. "We cant stop now."
Topaz nodded silently, and lowered herself into the computer chair. She silently double-clicked on the Clarisworks icon, and the all watched the screen turn white as the program opened and a blank file appeared.
Topazs fingers stabbed at the keyboard. "This is for Arkis!" The Harry Potter characters all dropped dead in London. "This is for Mandy!" Disney characters fell to the ground. "This is for Crybaby!" Princess Bride characters screamed as life began to drain from their bodies. "This is for Twist, and Crystal Music, and Z_Star! This is for all the other fic authors you killed!" Characters everywhere began to die, their bodies sucked back into their books and TVs.
Silently the five authors stepped away from the computer, and watched sun rise through the window, rising on a world that was back in their hands.
(Now, THAT was overdramatic.)
ENDING B: RIDICULOUSNESS
"We did it!" six voices screamed.
"Not quite," said a cold voice. They whirled around.
"You forgot about me," Ash Ketchum continued, stepping into the library.
Topaz grabbed desperately for the switch, but was stopped by a small yellow creature. "Pika!" it cried.
"Noooooooooooooo!" the authors shrieked, backing away in fear. "NOT THE PIKACHU!"
"Pika!" Pikachu said cheerfully.
Mystica grabbed frantically for a textbook and threw it at the Pikachu, who leaped aside easily and charged at her.
"Help!" Mystica screamed, leaping on top of a bookshelf. "Its gonna eat me!"
"This is for the characters you killed in your little fic!" Ash cried as Pikachu electrocuted Mystica. She fell to the ground, dead. "This is for every characters heart that youve broken." Mrs. Norris gave an anguished squeal as she, too, was killed. "This is for the humiliation youve given us!" Ash continued, watching Arkis keel over. "This is for misspelling characters names!" Laisia fell dead on the floor. "This is for the bad grammar we had to put up with." Misty tried to dodge, but a blast of lightning fried her.
"This is for everything youve done to us!" Ash shouted, and Topazs shriek was cut off as she toppled from her chair, her heart no longer beating.
For a few minutes the boy and the Pikachu stood silently comtemplating the scene, then they staggered from the room as the first rays of sunshine began to illuminate the bloody media center.
(Well, that was nice and peaceful... note my witty and clever sarcasm :-)
ENDING C: JUST PLAIN LOONY
"We did it!" six voices screamed.
Then the world blew up and everyone died.
"I am a starfish," said Lockhart.
That was overly dramatic, no? Well, at least Ending A. B was more ridiculous and C was just plain stupid. I love stupidity. Stupidity and sugar highs make the world go round...
Note: Laisia, Misty, Mystica, Mrs. Norris, and Arkis aren't really this stupid. I just made them be for the duration of this fic (what exactly does duration mean?). I'm not either, just loony.
Thankee for reading my psycho little fic, please review! Flames welcome, I'm working on my tan. :-) t here
Addiction, by HoHoHolly
Harry Potter and Ron Weasley lounged on a set of leather chairs in front of the blaring TV. In his one hand, Harry held the remotein the other, an ice cold glass of Coke. Ron sighed as he devoured a bowl of potato chips.
This is crap, Harry and Ron chorused as Harry flipped through the channels.
This went on for quite some time until Harry spotted something of interest
SWEET! FREE PORN! SCORE! Harry and Ron screamed as they settled back to watch the free show. On screen, a totally nude woman was spraying whipped cream all over another, grinning and laughing playfully.
What channel is this, anyway? Ron asked incredulously.
Who cares? Harry drooled, staring transfixed at the screen. The Dursleys let me get cable after I put an Impotency Charm on Vernon for a week.
Ron snorted. You really did that?
Harry could only nod as he continued to gaze lustfully at the television.
After that there was only silence for thirty minutes straight as Harry and Ron watched, seemingly hypnotized by the gyrating figures on the glowing screen before them.
Soon, the feature was over, and a commercial announced that Three Men and a Little Ladyand a Goat would be coming up next.
Shit, dude, said Ron, that was fuckin awesome!
Tell me about it! said Harry, getting up to fetch two cans of Coke from the mini-fridge.
As the movie began and the credits rolled, they heard footsteps on the stairs. Who is it? Harry yelled quickly, worried that it might be Dudley wanting to watch with them.
Hi! a cheerful voice came. Did I surprise youahh!
Oh, uh, Hermione! said Ron. How nice to see you! We were just watching, er
PBS, finished Harry. Its a, er, documentary. On whales.
Then why the hell is that woman straddling that goat and taking her clothes off?! Hermione wailed.
Er, said Harry.
Um, said Ron.
You know what? she screamed. You guys are sick! Watching pornography, I never thought even you would stoop that low! Is this what you do in your spare time? How disgustingdamn, that guys hot.
Harry grinned. Grab a chair, Hermione, youre in for a long ride.
It was only after the conclusion of Rectum Candy Part 12: The Girls Strike Back that Harry, Ron, and Hermione emerged from their porno-induced stupor. Racing to different phones, they quickly dialed all their friends from Hogwarts.
Dean! You gotta come see this!
Hey, Neville! Youll love this
Dammit, Draco! I dont care if you hate me! Its goddamn porn!
Lavender! Youll never guess whats going on
Seamus! Dudeits fantasy scenario #523!
Pansy! Come quickly!
After about an hour, they had all arrived, and the party was about to start
TO BE CONTINUED
Authors note: Dedicated to FuBaR and Evil_JarJar for inspiring me to write and being damn good authors. ;) This was written with help from my friend, Sekzi Sadiethe next part should be posted within a day or two, with any luck. Please review!
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Hermiones Secret Life
Hey Harry! shouted Hermione. I have to leave early todayI have plans!
Oh, okay, Hermione! I have plans too!
They were at their place of worka coffee house.
So at 4:00 they packed up and left.
Bye, Harry! said Hermione.
Bye! he called back.
Hermione had the need for some coke and marijuana, so she took out her secret stash and smoked a few joints. She then proceeded to snort 3 pounds of cocaine.
She was so wasted she went to a gay bar, where a girl immediately began hitting on her. Hey, said the girl seductively. Im Lucette. Whats your name?
Whatever you want it to be, honey, said Hermione. Shall we fuck now?
Sure, said Lucette. Should we go to your place?
Okay, baby, said Hermione.
They made their way back to Hermiones apartment, where the floor was covered with spilled bags of coke and smoked joints. Oh, dont worry about this shit, said Hermione. I like to do drugs.
Me too! said Lucette, and they went into the bedroom.
They quickly began undressing each other and then went to work. Man, that Lucette had a mouth like a Hoover. She sucked Hermiones hard nipples until they were bone-dry, and then Hermione did the same to her.
Soon they were ready for the feast. Lucette began eating her out, and she moaned in sexual pleasure. Soon she had an orgasm.
Ohhhhhhhhhh, she moaned in pleasure, then went down under on Lucette, who also had an orgy.
Damn, Lucette! Hermione groaned. She picked some pubes out of her teeth and they began fucking again.
Unfortunately, it was over soon, and Hermione went back to work, where Harry was waiting, as stoned as she was.
So, Hermione, he said dizzily, Whatd you do?
Oh, I had sex with another woman, said Hermione.
I had sex with a woman too! said Harry.
Really? said Hermione. What was her name?
Lucette, said Harry, and they both began to pick pussy hair out of each others teeth.
Meanwhile, at Lucettes home, she sighed in contentment. See? she said to herself. I always told Dad I would never have to shave
Authors note: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! LESBIANS KICK ASS!!!!!!!!