Harry Potter and the Author Who Ruined Everything

Harry Potter and the Author Who Ruined Everything

Chap 4- Monster

"He ate my heart

He a-a-ate my heart

(You little monster)

He ate my heart

He a-a-ate my heart out

(You amaze me)"

I bobbed my head up and down to the beat, twirling my ipod headphones between my fingers.

"That boy is bad

And honestly

He's a wolf in disguise

But I can't stop staring in those evil eyes

I asked my girlfriend if she'd seen you 'round before

She mumbled somethin' while we got down on the floor baby"

By this point I was jumping up and down on my four poster. I was getting into party mode!

"THAT BOY IS A MONSTER

M-M-MONSTER

THAT BOY IS A MONSTER

M-M-MONSTER"

Susan stumbled through the door, holding her hands over her ears.

"AIMY! COULD YOU STOP THAT?! WE WANT TO SLEEEEEEEEEP!"

Huffing, I turned off the ipod, and consequently my singing. Hannah poked her ruffled head of blonde hair around the door and smiled. "Phew," she remarked. I glared.

It was then that I realised that I was still standing on the bed. I smiled to myself and crawled under the covers. "Oooohhh, soft!"

Hannah entered and pretended to stroke my bed. "Oooohhh, indeed!"

I grabbed a pillow and threw it at her head. She howled and threw it back. Susan watched us, amused. Within minutes, the three of us where involved in PILLOW WAR!

I was winning, naturally, when there was a banging knock on the door. There was no way I could open the door without giving the others an advantage, so I ignored it.

Whoever was on the other side of the door did not appreciate us not asking, apparently, as the door slammed open, bouncing of the wall.

"Hey! HEY!" Professor Sprout yelled. We giggled at the sight of her in pink silk pyjamas. Hannah aimed a final pillow at me, which missed, and hit Sprout straight in the face instead.

"Really, girls? You're sixteen!" she cried, her voice muffled.

We apologised and got into bed. Professor Sprout sighed and closed the door quietly. I waited until I heard her footsteps fade away and then screamed at the top of my lungs:

"THAT BOY IS A MONSTER

ER-ER-ER-ER

HE ATE MY HEART

(I LOVE THAT GIRL)

HE ATE MY HEART

(WANNA TALK TO HER SHE'S HOT AS HELL)"

My talent was met with an attack of pillows. I laughed hysterically, wiping the tears form my eyes. I gathered the heap of pillows and launched them back at their owners.

"GO TO SLEEP!" a male voice roared.

I tutted. "How rude. Some of us are trying to sleep in here!"

Susan snorted as Hannah jumped on my head. "Shut up!"

"OK, OK! I'm going to sleep."

I gently pushed Hannah off and snuggled down.

"Are you sure you don't want to listen to some more?"

"No!" they chorused. I sighed and closed my eyes.

An hour or so later, and the other girls where gently snoring. I folded my arms, jealously, and wished I was such an easy sleeper. I sighed and got up. Time to explore.

I threw open the lid of my trunk and rifled through. It was a mess, to say the least. Isn't really not my fault- I'm unorganised, I can't help it!

It took a lot of digging around for me to finally find my dressing gown. I suppose it would have been a good idea to unpack, but it had been a hectic day after all!

I pulled the dressing gown on over my pyjamas and then slipped my feet into my furry slippers. Catching a look at myself in the mirror, I smiled. I looked ever so slightly ridiculous.

Before I left, I grabbed my wand off the bedside table and stared down at it.

"Right," I muttered. "Time to try a little magic."