Hello, and merriest of the season!
It is a dark and stormy night when the King decides something that will forever change the day of the rare and elusive nyan cat.
Hermione said to Crookshanks, "I don't think we're in London anymore." Somehow, she was in a land far, far away, with no idea how she got there. Everything seemed odd and out of place, though some of the people looked familiar ... with a scarecrow that looked like Harry, a tin man that looked like Draco, and a cowardly lion that looked like Ron. Who was that evil witch? And why was there a yellow brick road? Sit back and enjoy a bit of fun, a bit of romance, and then your click your heels together three times and say, "There's no place like home."
Hark! A tale of verboten love and shirtless men rubbing the shoulders of women in frilly dresses!
A badly written parody poem for Roo's amusement.