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Marissa's POV
"Happy llama, sad llama..." I sang with hand gestures.
"What the bloody hell are you singing?!" Ron yelled.
Harry looked uneasy, "Not this again..."
I interrupted him and completely flipped out, "RONALD BILIUS WEASLEY! HOW DARE YOU QUESTION THE AWESOMENESS OF THE LLAMA SONG! YOU ARE A DISGRACE TO HUMAN LIFEFORMS EVERYWHERE! AND YOU," I pointed at Harry, "YOU NEVER THOUGHT TO TELL HIM ABOUT THIS! Your status of yoda has been revoked... whatever that means!"
Ron looked genuinely scared while Harry wasn't that shocked, I do this a lot. but he provoked me - so its ok.
Harry calmly reached into his pocket and brought out a Boston cream toaster strudel.
"FOOD!" I screamed and pounced on Harry, pinning him to the ground and sitting on his stomach. "Give it!" I held out my hand and he placed the poor, but sugary, excuse for a breakfast in the palm of my hand.
"Can I get up now?" I distractedly nodded in Harry's direction while I indulged in the sugary goodness.
"You're weird... I like them weird." Ron said, taking my subconsciousness out of sugar land and causing me to punch him in the jaw.
At that moment Hermione walked into the common room. For a while she just stared at me in shock. Then she said the words that started our never-ending friendship "Nice punch, but we better head down to breakfast I'm starting to get rather hungry and we should start off our second day with a healthy stomach."
A/N
on the side is the llamas with hats videos. they do not include the llama song but are amazingly awesome SO WATCH THEIR AWESOMENESS!
pinky promise :D
writer lady: I <3 voldemort
volde: really?
writer lady: no, I hate you.
volde: *sniff sniff*
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the true story of Marissa Potter
FanficI'm Marissa Potter, Harry's twin sister. When Vol- He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named attacked our house when we were one year old we both were saved- and scarred. We both have green eyes, dark hair, same skin tone, same height, and the same scar. Basically i...
