Friday, March 20, 2015

I'm Harry Potter

So once upon a time I had an astounding dream about Harry Potter.
(Yes. astounding. Waaait for it...)

"Aren't I cute?"

Actually, Harry Potter was far more than Cute. He was also far more than Harry Potter even. He was Harry Potter AND Eragorn!

PLOT TWIST.

You may be wondering why a young wizard has a dragon. The answer is A) Who doesn't want a dragon? And B) TO PLAY QUIDDITCH OF COURSE!

 DRAGON QUIDDITCH


But, as typically happens to all the things Harry Potter loves, he eventually...


That's right. Harry Potter misplaced his dragon. To top it off, Murtagh and Thorn were on their way to destroy Hogwarts.

That's right. Forget Voldemort as the top threat. I mean, he doesn't even have a nose.

Moving on.

Hagrid actually knew where Harry's dragon was. However, Harry Potter was so proud by this point, and so used to riding a dragon all the time, that he refused to walk.

"Faster Hagrid! Murtagh is coming! Don't you understand?"

Regardless, Harry was reunited with his dragon.

D'waaa (note looming storm clouds)

Harry climbed on her back, and the two of them prepared to face the most evil (and hottest), most horrible (and hottest), most politically deadly (did I mention hot?) figure of all time!!

I mean, look at that nose!

Except...

Harry changed his mind. Instead of fighting Murtagh in the most epic battle of the century, he and his dragon turned away and flew off into a blizzard, never to be heard from again.

THE END


Aren't you glad you took two minutes out of your day to read THAT story?



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