A/N: Hello there! I know it has been a really long time since I updated, and I am sincerely sorry for that. I hope this chapter at least begins to make up for that. I have no idea when the next time I will update is, but I do have some ideas in my head, and I know my friends do as well. So, I hope you like it!
Disclaimer: I do not own any characters, cartoons, live people, killer bees, or any other thing mentioned in this story. I have absolutely no intentions of selling anything, so the bottom line is: NOTHING IS MINE!
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Actually Useful Background Info:
It was a bright, cheerful day in March as Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Remus walked their way back to number twelve Grimmauld Place. They knew it wasn’t the safest thing, but who would pass up a nice Saturday lunch of Taco Bell? (I know I wouldn’t I just finished my lunch, and coincidentally, it was Taco Bell. I’m dead serious. (Pun!) Ok, back to the story...) Our story starts as they approach an intersection with a street perpendicular to them.
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Hermione: Isn’t it a wonderful Muggle invention? I mean, I have read all about them, and how they work and how orderly they are is just fascinating!
Ron: *mumbles to Harry* I have no idea what she’s talking about.
Harry: Uh…Hermione? Do you mean “ wait “ what do you mean?
Hermione: Oh, those stoplights.
Harry: Right.
Ron: What’s a stoplight?
Hermione: It’s a Muggle device used to control traffic and is very useful because without them, there would be utter chaos in the streets.
Remus: She’s right, you know.
Ron: When is she not?
Hermione: *pouts*
Harry: *ignores approaching argument*
Remus: *changes subject*
Subject: *is CHANGED*
Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Remus: *approach sidewalk and stop when the stoplight turns red*
Stoplight: *has already turned red*
Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Remus: *have stopped walking*
Street Perpendicular to Them: *is empty except for one lone bunny*
The Lone Bunny: *is actually the Energizer Bunny*
The Energizer Bunny formerly known as “the Lone Bunny”: *keeps going and going and going*
Hermione: Holy halibut!
Ron: Bloody hell! A pink rabbit with a drum! And it keeps going and going and going and “
Remus: For the love of tomatoes!
Hermione: Wait! How can you love those awful “
Harry: Hey! What’s with all the interjections?
Ron: What’s an interjection?
Harry: Never mind.
Ron: OK.
The Street (that is perpendicular to them): *is once again empty*
Stoplight: *turns green*
Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Remus: *are busy staring at where the Energizer Bunny was to notice*
Stoplight: *turns yellow and then red again*
Ron: Hey! It looks like we’re stuck here for awhile.
Harry: If only we could make it to the other side of the street, and then we’d be home.
Hermione: I concur, but I must add that -- *is interrupted by a disturbing sight in the street*
The Disturbing Sight: * is really Dumbledore streaking*
An Author: *comes rushing in* NO! NO! I will NOT have this nasty bit in my story! What is up with all these people obsessed with Dumbledore running around starkers? Pg! PG *exits while making the disturbing sight disaapear suddenly with a snap of her fingers*
Harry: Oh…
Hermione: My…
Ron: Taco?
Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Remus: *are conveniently missing the stoplight changing from red to green to yellow and back to red over and over again*
An Author: Back to the conversation…
Intermission Music: *starts playing*
Another Author: No! Wrong place, wrong time.
Intermission Music: *stops playing*
Remus: Pity. I love that music.
Hermione: You aren’t supposed to know about it, as you are only a character in the story and are only fictional.
Ron: So are you, so how do you know this?
Harry: *gapes* Did Ron just say something smart?
Ron: Hey!
Remus: *sniggers* And the interjections continue…
In Background: Dun! Dun! Dun!
Hermione: So, back to what you were saying, Ron, I read. I also am Muggle-born, so I happen to know this type of thing that is always happening in Muggle movies and such. Plus, iwht all these Muggle stories being written about us, you should know that anything is possible with a fictional character. It’s a matter of whether… *is tuned out*
Tunes: *do not play, as they have been ostracized by all fictional characters “ it really is a pity…*
A Certain Geometry Teacher: *walks down street because the stoplight is once again red*
Red: *decorates the traffic device that we all know and love*
A Certain Geometry Teacher: *eats chocolate while singing about the Pythagorean Theorem*
Chocolate: *is consumed*
Ron: I’m hungry.
Harry: Me too.
Hermione: We just ate.
Remus: Not this again…
Mutterings: *are really quite fun to add to stories while looking for something to “ you know what? I’m going off on a tangent*
A Tangent: *has gone off*
My thoughts: *have gone askew*
Killer Bees: *just come because I want them to, sting a certain geometry teacher, and leave as suddenly as they came*
A Certain Geometry Teacher: *is long gone*
Randomness: *is coming more naturally now*
Ron: GET BACK TO THE STORY!
Me: Yes, Mum.
Ron: What?
Hermione: *is humming the School House Rock song about interjections*
Harry: Oh yes, back to the story.
Remus: My foot itches.
Ron: No way! You might be coming down with Itchus Footus Leftus. Or Rightus.
Harry: He’s…right. You might. I rhymed. *sees murderous looks from other teenage pedestrians* Is that a crime?
Remus: *sniggers once again*
Hermione: You know, poetry is really an ancient form of writing that… what?
Ron: Must you ramble?
Hermione: Must you be a prat?
Ron: I am not!
Hermione: Yeah, and I’m broccoli.
Ron: *opens his mouth to say that she’s not green, but never gets to say anything because Harry bellows out before him*
Harry: SHUT UP! Must you always be fighting? It does get annoying, you know.
Ron and Hermione: Sorry.
Harry: *has calmed down*
Remus: *has a knowing look on his face as he stares at he street blocking their path*
Harry: Can’t we just cross it?
Hermione: Nope, stoplight’s red.
Ron: *grumbles*
Stoplight: *is now stuck on red*
Me: *grins evilly at their predicament*
Harry; Now can we cross? There isn’t any traffic anyway.
Remus: Sure, let’s try. We’ve been here long enough.
Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Remus: *step into street*
A Speeding Car: *almost hits them*
Hermione: Whoa.
Remus: Ditto…
Harry: That was close.
Ron: Bloody. Hell.
Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Remus: *look around cautiously and take another step in the street*
Michael Jackson: *passes before them as he does the moonwalk down the street*
Hermione: *laughs at the chances of that ever happening again*
Ron: Did he have a nose?
Remus: Um…
Harry: Let’s keep moving.
Remus: Right. What he said.
Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Remus: *take another step*
The Jetsons: *fly by*
Charlie Brown: *runs down the street while being chased by the Great Pumpkin*
A Group of Pretty, Colorful Flowers: *sing along and dance down the street*
A High School Band: *marches*
Ron: I was born in March. Did you know that?
Hermione: No! We only celebrated then because we thought you liked green. *is being sarcastic*
Ron: I do. Broccoli.
Hermione: Do you mean? *looks surprised and confused*
Ron: *looks down sweetly at her* Yes.
Hermione: *blushes*
Harry: *gags*
Remus: *to himself* Reminds me of Lily and James *now has a farr off look on his face*
Ron and Hermione: *are staring into each other’s eyes*
Harry: *coughs* Parade’s over *points at now empty street and green stoplight*
Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Remus: *start walking and finally make it to the other side when they hear a speaker turn on behind them*
Voice: Thank you for coming to the St. Patrick’s Day Parade “
Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Remus: *moan* Oh the irony.