Oct 03, 2004 15:10
this was an excerpt from an editorial i read in the U-bend section of www.mugglenet.com It's just supposed to be a joke. I liked this part and decided to post it.
Harry sat down at the Great Hall table, still wearing his Quidditch robes and a scowl. "Worst practice ever," he muttered darkly, grabbing for the dish of treacle tart. Seeing his present mood, Colin Creevey and Lavender Brown furtively moved away from him.
Ron sat down, shamefaced, opposite him. "Sorry, mate," said Ron. "Honest, I didn't plan on scoring twelve of our own goals."
Harry's scowl darkened. Parvati Patil hid her face.
"Well, at least you're still..."
Ron's voice trailed off as his eyes found his plate. The meat on Harry's plate seemed to be of a different color than his own. "Uhhh what are you eating Harry?"
"Crookshanks," Harry replied. He then went on calmly cutting another piece of the 'meat' on his plate.
"Eeeurgh!" could be heard from up and down the table..
"You didn't complain yesterday when I shared part of my Hedwig sandwich with you," Harry added.