Hypothyroidism And Rash

Well, since I am in the recycling wave or not-are-they-put-to-refresh-and-you-get-things-old-who-still-not-published-here , I bring another little thing that was out there in the drawer. My first fic (which believe it or not must have more or less a year old XD, is that I started writing original ^ ^), a parody of HP that I feel quite proud, and it is for me met its objective, to make me laugh (much as I wrote like every time I reread XDD). PC

Judge for themselves ...


May 1915, 16:00 hrs.

was a clear day, the golden sunlight streamed in through the windowsserved? "Asked the redhead with curiosity, standing on the chair.

"It's very simple, we met and we discussed our problems, so, of all find a solution," said Chestnut as he explains to a young child where babies come from.

- So why am I here? ... Because, well, Potter, Weasley and blood can become dirty serve But me? "Inquired the blond boy looking for the first time the therapist, if I have no problem! ... I'm perfect! "She added, hugging himself.

-superiority complex followed by chronic selfishness she whispered unintelligible making notes in his notebook. To see Mr. Malfoy do you realizeto perfection is a utopia? "He added looking at the blond.

- So I'm living a utopia! "Said Draco again embrace.

- Aggg! Why do you think the world revolves around you? This time, "said Chestnut. Also, just so you know, utopias are impossible ... therefore could never be a utopian living, because, if so, would not exist ... "reasoned the girl, staring at the blonde with superiority and put me face-it-is -all.

-Granger, shut your mouth. If I say I am a living utopia that is what I am! Draco shouted angrily. Also, just so you know, nobody cares about your eternal explanations. Not because you have the Encyclopedia complexright to bore to death anyone who gets in your way! "Finished the boy. A smile of satisfaction flitted across his face.

- As the encyclopedia that complex !...¡ This is unacceptable! -Aerated chestnut stood, "and you are not going to say anything in my favor? "He added looking at the other two boys significantly. Both the dark as the redhead, who by now were on the floor, rolling with laughter, instantly fell silent.


's my friend, I help her, but ... what do I say?
"I thought Harry while searching for the right words to counterattack. Ehmmm ... Malfoy, you well know that boredom does not kill anyone! ...

- Thanks for the help! Her saidLXC
The therapist looked on with eyes wide open. Now understand why JK had sent there these guys were insane! And with good reason! Jo had told him something about the situation of his characters. What were the words he had used? Ah! Yes, I remembered, had been something ...

They had met in his office. It had been a week since they had scheduled that meeting. JK had called

quite worried ... "Well, explain to me what happens ... quite intrigued," said Helen (our therapist.)

"I have some problems with my characters, the writer had said," I need your help.
"I'm listening ...
-as a therapist had never experienced anything like. His body was petrified and grin for the confusion. That was why when she saw that mass of arms and legs close to where he was, could not react as he would have liked and ...

- AHHHHHHHHHHHHGGGGGGGGGG!


a week later.


- Yyy ?...¿ what it was like my kids in therapy? The writer asked without looking up from the papers before him.

- YOUR GUYS ARE Crazy !...¡ LET ME SEE HOW! When the doctor saw me thought I had spent a herd of rhino UP! ...

"It can be for so ... Ahh! "Said the author looking prim