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Post by Dark Lord Trump on Jun 28, 2016 6:24:36 GMT -5
He did not have permission but nor did he give a shit
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Post by Hermione Weasley on Jul 1, 2016 18:14:36 GMT -5
Hermione was visiting Hogwarts for some reason. She was going through the library, remembering her time at Hogwarts. She noticed the gates to the Restricted Section was open.
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Post by Dark Lord Trump on Jul 1, 2016 21:42:07 GMT -5
Dark Lord Trump was browsing through books and then putting them back in the wrong place when he was done with them.
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Post by Hermione Weasley on Jul 2, 2016 9:13:21 GMT -5
Hermione noticed this act of delinquency and was not okay with that. "Hey!" she said, walking towards him.
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Post by Dark Lord Trump on Jul 2, 2016 18:33:17 GMT -5
"I'm looking for the greatest book of all time, The Art of the Deal by Donald Trump. It's the best, everyone says so," said Dark Lord Trump.
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Post by Hermione Weasley on Jul 2, 2016 22:06:45 GMT -5
Hermione gave a judging look to Trump. "I wouldn't say so."
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Post by Dark Lord Trump on Jul 3, 2016 5:46:21 GMT -5
"Well, you're wrong," said Trump.
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Post by Hermione Weasley on Jul 3, 2016 9:55:58 GMT -5
Hermione hadn't recognised to whom she was talking to, however it now dawned on her. "I'm sorry, sir. But could I ask what brings you to Hogwarts?"
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Post by Dark Lord Trump on Jul 3, 2016 10:03:55 GMT -5
"I was visiting the golf course at Turnberry, my Scottish luxury resort which is just great, just fantastic, and I decided to come here to make Hogwarts great again," said Trump.
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Post by Hermione Weasley on Jul 3, 2016 19:31:25 GMT -5
"Oh." said Hermione. "Of course. Well, I'll leave you be. Please don't forget to close the Restricted door when you leave, thank you." She left the Restricted Section.
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Post by Dark Lord Trump on Jul 3, 2016 19:34:05 GMT -5
"Don't tell me what to do!" yelled Trump.
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Post by Hermione Weasley on Jul 3, 2016 20:27:05 GMT -5
Hermione turned around, extremely shocked. "I'm so sorry." she said, after regaining her sense.
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Post by Dark Lord Trump on Jul 3, 2016 20:53:47 GMT -5
Dark Lord Trump decided to find a restricted spell to enlarge is small hands.
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Post by Hermione Weasley on Jul 4, 2016 13:09:10 GMT -5
Hermione didn't want to just stand there, but she felt a little awkward leaving.
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Post by Dark Lord Trump on Jul 4, 2016 14:57:30 GMT -5
Dark Lord Trump found a spell that might work.
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Post by Hermione Weasley on Jul 4, 2016 16:08:30 GMT -5
"Found what you were looking for?" asked Hermione.
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Post by Dark Lord Trump on Jul 4, 2016 18:22:09 GMT -5
"I still haven't found what I'm looking for," said Trump, careful not to sing it to the tune of the U2 song lest they sue him for using their copyrighted material without permission.
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Post by Hermione Weasley on Jul 4, 2016 20:45:25 GMT -5
Hermione thought of the song regardless. "Do you need help?"
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Post by Dark Lord Trump on Jul 4, 2016 21:07:02 GMT -5
"No, I'm the greatest wizard who ever lived. I can handle this on my own," said Trump. He got his wand out of his suit pocket and held it in one hand while pointing at the other. "Englargicus phalangicus!" he yelled.
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Post by Hermione Weasley on Jul 5, 2016 18:48:05 GMT -5
"Oh my god." said Hermione.
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