Harry Potter and the Horrible, Awful, ... Very Bad Plot!

A/N: Another challenge! Hope you all like this! WEEEEEEEEE!!!! Sorry if you don't like this. If you don't, you can go away and listen to the music of Mraco Dalfoy as I put you on hold. Thank you.

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or its related characters, situations or blah blah blah... Thank you...

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Harry Potter and the Horrible, Awful, Terrible, Atrocious, Ghastly, Repulsive, Very Bad Plot!

By: Liz Swarthy

Chapter Four: The Day That Was Only One Minute Long

Harry Potter, who was still alive, walked through the halls, very fast. He had less than a minute to make it to Potions, and he was bound and determined to make it there in less than a minute.

It wasn't long, in fact, it was a few seconds later, before he ran into Mraco Dalfoy. "Hey, M- Dalfoy?" he asked, quircking his eyesbrows, cuase he couldn't do just one, which made Mraco Dalfoy feel powerful because he could and Harry Potter could and so he was special and Harry Potter wasn't and he deserved the right to be special and Harry Potter didn't because Harry Potter was not Mraco Dalfoy and that made Mraco feel powerful.

Harry and Mraco looked up at the paragraph above their heads. "Why is this stupid author spelling my name wrong?" Mraco asked. "Hey! It's D... Dra... Draaaaa..." Mraco couldn't get the word out of his mouth.

A booming voice filled the hall and said. "Mraco Dalfoy, ("Hey!" Mraco cried angrily) you will now be know as Mraco Dalfoy because the author says so and you are just a character and if you don't cooperate, I--er--she will shave your head!" Mraco screamed and ran away.

Harry just shook his head and hurried down the hall. He still had 30 seconds to get to Potion where Professor Veserus Nsape was waiting for him to be on time or else he'd give him a detention for not being on time and then Veserus Nsape would be happy and feel powerful because he could give Harry Potter a detention and Harry Potter couldn't give him a detention because Harry Potter was not a professor but Veserus Nsape was a professor and there was nothing that Harry Potter could do about it because Harry Potter was indeed just a student and not a professor and so he did not have the power that Veserus Nsape had and so he could not give Veserus Nsape a detention and that was what made Veserus Nsape feel powerful.

Two seconds later:

Harry Potter ran into his best buddies who go by the names of Nor Yelseaw and Mhieorne Nggrear who were standing in the hall way for a few seconds before going into the Potions classroom where Professor Veserus Nsape was waiting for them to be on time or else he'd give them a detention for not being on time and then Veserus Nsape would be happy and feel powerful because he could give Harry Potter, Nor Yelseaw and Mhieorne Nggrear a detention and Harry Potter, Nor Yelseaw and Mhieorne Nggrear couldn't give him a detention because Harry Potter, Nor Yelseaw and Mhieorne Nggrear were not professors but Veserus Nsape was a professor and there was nothing that Harry Potter, Nor Yelseaw and Mhieorne Nggrear could do about it because Harry Potter, Nor Yelseaw and Mhieorne Nggrear indeed were just students and not professors and so they did not have the power that Veserus Nsape had and so they could not give Veserus Nsape a detention and that was what made Veserus Nsape feel powerful.

The trio looked up at the sentence above their head and Mhieorne Nggrear ran off screaming, "RUN ON SENTENCE!" Huge sweatdrops appeared over Harry Potter and Nor Yelseaw's heads. They shrugged and entered the Potions classroom and saw the Professor Veserus Nsape was waiting for them to be on time or else he'd--"Alright! We get it!" Harry screamed, attracting the attention of everyone in the room. Harry sunk down into a chair and Nor Yelswaw sat down next to him. There was still 35 seconds before the class started.

"Hold on! Time out!" Harry cried, and time stopped. "I thought, just a few paragraphs ago, that you said that there was 30 seconds left before class started!"

The author of this fanfic that you are reading right now and not later but right now looked back four paragraphs and realized that she, indeed, did say that there was only 30 seconds left before the class started. A booming voice entered the Potions classroom in which all time had stalled and said. "I am the author, Harry Pothead... ("Potter," Harry corrected.) DO NOT INTERUPT ME... ("But Mraco did just..." Harry tried) THAT IS BECAUSE I LIKE HIM, POTHEAD! I DO NOT LIKE YOU! YOU ARE A WHINY BRAT WHO HAS DARED TO CORRECT THE AUTHOR OF THIS STORY! ("Ooh, you've done it now..." came Mraco's voice. He was somehow able to move even though everything else in the entire world had stalled to a complete stop for reasons that no one could explaine other than the fact that he was the author's favorite.) I'm sorry I yelled at you earlier, Mraco..." The author apologized.

"'S ok!" Mraco said cheerily!

"Hey, he's not supposed to be cheerful..." Harry corrected.

"HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU! DO NOT CORRECT ME, YOU ARROGANT LITTLE SCUM BAG!!!!!" The author yelled, fuming now because of Harry Potter arrogance and the fact that he not only tried to correct HER, but also said that her description of her Mraco-kun.

"He can't be that special if you are spelling his name wrong..." Harry said.

"You know why you name is spelled wrong and not right?" The author asked. Harry shrugged, thinking his name was spelled right. "IT'S BECAUSE I DON'T LIKE YOU AND YOUR NOT SPECIAL ENOUT TO HAVE A CHANGED NAME! HA! YOU ARE NOT SPECIAL ENOUGH! HAHAHA! GO FLUSH YOURSELF DOWN A TOILET!" Suddenly, a toilet appeared in the room. Time resumed and Harry was somehow pushed into the toilet and flushed down for reasons that no one could explain. Everyone was happy and rejoiced for the next 35 seconds until the class started and the chapter ended.