The parcel changed hands and he grimaced, nearly falling out of his leafy hiding spot...

“By order of the HFA High Inquisitor”...

She frowned and shook her head as Snape walked by with his apron on...

“I want to see this ‘Real World’ from which the fanwriters come,” babbled LVJ...

“We have a deal, then?” asked the voice.
He nodded and spilled coffee down his front...

It pulsed, lights shimmering under the nearly opaque shell...

“So Professor Umbridge and a werewolf walk into a bar”...

Moody slumped to the ground, blood trickling from the corner of his non-magical eye...

“Who in the name of all that is good gave Lusterbuff House the passwords to Aerobics Lair?!”...

“I thought you might be here,” said the man, fingering a jeweled ring.
“Funny, because I don't recall inviting you at all,” retorted the dark-haired woman...

“DRAAAACCOOO!!”...

“Say it with me: ‘Em-wapp’”...

A ring of energy shot from the device, and the canon characters fell to their knees...

HFA. Year two.

The light flickered and died. The girl in the gold-trimmed uniform screamed.

Coming in September...