Harry Potter And The Mad King Of Swords

I woke up from a dream I had and started packing. After a few hours of fitting a cauldron into a backpack, I got my @ss up and walked to King's Cross.

I was suppose to go to Platform 9 and 3 Quarters. Couldn't find it. I saw a kid walk through a brick barrier. So I decided to run after him.

Suddenly, I was in Platform 9 and 3 Quarters. I got on the train. I saw a kid with brown hair and green eyes, as well as a lightning shaped scar on his forehead. I recognized him as that kid from a few years ago. So I sat next to him and said, "Hello there, my name is Jon End. What's yours?"

"My name's Harry Potter."

After talking for a while, a kid with red hair and freckles sat next to us. He told us his name was Ron. He seemed to be in wow of Harry. While he was talking I was thinking, 'Harry can't possibly be famous for something like defeating a dark wizard as a baby! That's just silly.'

Turns out, that's exactly what he did. I asked for the name of the dark wizard and Harry said, "His name is Vol-"

"DON'T SAY IT!!!", Ron suddenly said.

I was confused, "Why can't he say it?"

Ron stared me dead in the eye and after a while he said, "He just shouldn't."

So I said, "Okay, I'll just find out later."

Then a girl sat next to us and she introduced herself as Herminee or something like that. Anyways, she was prepared for school much more than I was.

About a few years later I would realize that this was the start of just pure insanity.