Knights of Hogwarts

On one bright and sunny Saturday morning, Harry Potter woke up thinking, "I'm going to be insane and out- of- character today." He got up, out his robes on over his pajamas, and headed toward the Great Hall for breakfast.

When he arrived at the Great Hall, Harry walked to the breakfast table. He picked up a piece of toast and chucked it at Dennis Creevey. "Old woman!" he shouted.

"I'm not a woman!"
"Okay, then. Old man!"
"I'm not old."
"Excuse me?"
"I'm not old. I'm 12."
"Well, I can't just call you 'man!'"
"you could have called me Dennis."
"I didn't know that your name was Dennis."
"Yes you did."

Harry pondered that for a moment. "I did, didn't I?"

Dennis nodded

"Well then, Dennis, I-"
"Young Dennis," Dennis corrected him.
"Old Dennis!"
"YOUNG DENNIS!" shouted Dennis.
"Alright, alright. Anywho, young Dennis, I am going to make you my noble steed." He handed Dennis a pair of coconuts.

Dennis stared at the coconuts. "What do I do with these?"

"You bang them together."

Dennis banged the coconuts together. "Sweet!" he exclaimed.

"Come, old Dennis! Let us find good sir Weasley!"

Dennis sighed, and followed Harry out of the Great Hall.

Chapter 2

- They told me that chapter 1 was too short, so I decided to add chapter 2 to chapter 1. Oh well. Sue me.

People stared at Harry blankly as he galloped through the corridors. They got even more confused when they saw Dennis running behind Harry, banging coconuts.

Harry spotted Ron and Hermione when he galloped though the door of the library. As usual, Hermione was hunched over a stack of books. Ron just sat there looking bored out of his mind.

Harry approached Ron. "Good Sir Weasley!" he shouted. Ron jumped. Ignoring this, Harry continued, "I would like you to become a knight of my rectangular table."

Ron stared at Harry. "Harry, are you out of your mind? Do you feel all right?"

"I am perfect, good Sir Weasley! And I am not just 'Harry.' I am King Harry of Hogwarts."

Ron narrowed his eyes. But just then, Hermione bowed to Harry and said, "King Harry of Hogwarts, it would be an honor!"

Harry took his wand out. "Well, then. I knight you, Sir Hermione the Wise, Knight of Hogwarts."

Fred and George Weasley walked up to Harry, and Fred said, "Hey, Harry. What's up?"

"Would you fine young gentlemen care to join my rectangular table?"

Dennis sulked when he heard the word "young." Fred and George said, "Sure, why not?" in a unison.

"Dude, say that again!" squealed Ron.

"Sure, why not?" repeated the twins.

"Again!"

"Sure, why not?"

"Again!"

"Sure, why not?"

Harry, Hermione, Dennis, and everyone else in the library at the time yelled, "Get on with it!" Ron muttered a quick "sorry" under his breath.

Harry cleared his throat. "Then I, King Harry of Hogwarts, Knight thee Sir Gred the Brave, Knight of Hogwarts, He turned to George. "I, King Harry of Hogwarts, knight thee Sir Feorge the Pure, Knight of Hogwarts."

Hermione yelled, "Hey! You knighted me wrong!"

Harry stared at her. "I did?"

"Yeah."

"Then I'm terribly sorry."

"I demand that you re-knight me, damnit!"

"Alright, alright. I, King Harry of Hogwarts, knight thee Sir Hermione the Wise, Knight of Hogwarts."

George turned to Ron and asked, "Do you want to become a knight?"

Ron shrugged, "I guess so."

"Then I, King Harry of Hogwarts, knight the Sir Ronald, the not- as- brave- as Sir Gred, Knight of Hogwarts."

And there was much rejoicing. (Imagine a weary low and weary "yay.")