And The Winner Is
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Category:
Harry Potter › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
4
Views:
1,071
Reviews:
4
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Harry Potter and I’m not making any money off writing this crazy story either. I actually think I’m quite insane. J.K. Rowling’s is a Goddess.
Chapter Two
And The Winner Is
Flora_Winters
I do not own Harry Potter and I’m not making any money off writing this crazy story either. I actually think I’m quite insane. J.K. Rowling’s is a Goddess.
Summary: This is just me having some wicked fun with Harry and the lord some people like to call Jesus H. Christ when they hurt themselves. You can review if you like or you can review if you hate. I like it when some of my writings crawl like serpents under reader’s delicate skins.
Chapter Two: In Which Harry is better than Jesus
“Oh, yeah!” Harry laughed out loud, running his hand through his unruly locks of inky darkness. “I can turn water into whiskey, which is way better than wine, ‘cause it can get ‘cha drunk faster!”
Jesus pursed his lips. “I walked on water and saved a good friend from drowning.”
“I can swim and I breathed underwater,” Harry told him. “And I saved two people from mean looking merpeople.”
Jesus tapped his finger. “I can silence storms.”
“I can stick my fingers in my ears and pretend that everything is going to be okay,” Harry chuckled.
Jesus shook his head. “That made no sense.”
“Sure it did,” Harry said, waving what he had just said away. “It makes perfect sense, if you’re crazy.”
“I fed thousands!” Jesus snapped.
“I fed thousands of thousands.” Harry grinned.
“No, you didn’t!”
“I did in my head.”
Jesus sat back. “I was tortured.”
“So was I,” Harry frowned. “For seventeen very long years, Jesus.”
~*~
The beautiful man in black cackled with glee.
“I’m winning, G.”
The handsome man in white growled under his breath.
“We’ll just see, L.”
To Be Continued
Flora_Winters
I do not own Harry Potter and I’m not making any money off writing this crazy story either. I actually think I’m quite insane. J.K. Rowling’s is a Goddess.
Summary: This is just me having some wicked fun with Harry and the lord some people like to call Jesus H. Christ when they hurt themselves. You can review if you like or you can review if you hate. I like it when some of my writings crawl like serpents under reader’s delicate skins.
Chapter Two: In Which Harry is better than Jesus
“Oh, yeah!” Harry laughed out loud, running his hand through his unruly locks of inky darkness. “I can turn water into whiskey, which is way better than wine, ‘cause it can get ‘cha drunk faster!”
Jesus pursed his lips. “I walked on water and saved a good friend from drowning.”
“I can swim and I breathed underwater,” Harry told him. “And I saved two people from mean looking merpeople.”
Jesus tapped his finger. “I can silence storms.”
“I can stick my fingers in my ears and pretend that everything is going to be okay,” Harry chuckled.
Jesus shook his head. “That made no sense.”
“Sure it did,” Harry said, waving what he had just said away. “It makes perfect sense, if you’re crazy.”
“I fed thousands!” Jesus snapped.
“I fed thousands of thousands.” Harry grinned.
“No, you didn’t!”
“I did in my head.”
Jesus sat back. “I was tortured.”
“So was I,” Harry frowned. “For seventeen very long years, Jesus.”
~*~
The beautiful man in black cackled with glee.
“I’m winning, G.”
The handsome man in white growled under his breath.
“We’ll just see, L.”
To Be Continued