Today I need to do important real life things so here is a very old fan fiction. Now I’m probably going back to twitter when I should be reparo-ing my life.
It was Harry Potter’s 7th year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and he was once again lurking in the girl’s toilets. This was not just because he and his good friend Ron Weasely were perverts; as well as checking out Hermione and Moaning Myrtle they were concocting a Polyjuice potion (does this plotline seem oddly familiar?).
Considering Voldemort’s breathtaking return to power you might have thought they would have found a more useful way of spending their time. The answer to this is that in their own twisted reality they could not make a plan without somehow involving Polyjuice potion, or keep their noses out of things that were clearly none of their business. The purpose of…
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