Random short stories || DISCONTINUED||

Harry Potter and the rolled up paper of life

"Welcome ladies and gentleman to the world championship Quidditching contest!"

Luna's voice boomed across the large Arena.

The Quidditch Dome was the largest in the world. Far bigger than the one in Toledo - this one was able to hold 3 trillion fans.

The chosen one and Hermione had just arrived by tesla.

"This is it!"

"Yes!"

"I never thought I'd make it all the way to the final"

"I always knew you could make it, The gryffindor, your my champion!""

"Thanks Hermione, but I'll need more than your vote to win this. I'll need to give it my all to become the number 1 Quidditch champion of Earth!"

"..and it won't be enough" said a horrible voice from behind them.

It was Voldemort!

"I'll win this contest fair and square. Then everyone will bow down before me.....the one true champion of Quidditch....and lord of evil!!"

"No that will never come to pass! I'll stop you" said our Potter heroically.

"ha"

With that Voldemort twirled of into the Arena.

"We must win now. We must!"

We now turn out headlights to full beam in order to gaze forward through the mists of time.

The light from them reflects off, not a deer, but a scene 10 years from now - 1 decade into the future.

Potter enters the scene, but what's this? The evil man is there too.

"Do you remember that thing that happened 10 years ago? The one that seemed like it would split us apart forever, but instead brought us closer than ever? That brought us......to each-other?"

"The time with the Horcrux?"

"Yes!"

"Oh, yes right"

"It's hard to believe what happened isn't it? What happened and what it led to"

"Yes my sweetness" said The tall man, giving The green eyed boy a "special" kiss.

"Now that I have remembered it again I will never forget it."

"It was pretty life changing."

So we now dim our headlights and reverse drive back to the presence, the mists closing back around the future and the camera of our mind drawing back to the world we know of as the now.

The next day, Harry was daydreaming.

'"wait a minute...is that the new foreign exchange student?"'

'"Whoa...she's pretty isn't she!" said harry'

'"..and that's one short skirt!"' .

"..and why is she walking around in a bra?"' .

"..a transparent one at that!"' .

'"..and those smooth perky breasts bouncing in such a nice way"'

"oh look! Her skirt just got ripped off by a book that was kicked out of the window!"'

'"Heya Harry!"'

Hermione snapped him out of it by bursting into his room.(They were naked.btw. But that's not important right now - A/N)

"Potter! The contest starts soon! Your late! Ron and the parselmouth have already changed into their Quidditching kits! "

"Oh, noes I overslept! That's not like me at all. "