Owlbus Humblebore and the Labyrinth of Doom
A Harry Potter Parody

Epilogue – Nineteen Seconds Later

Terry awoke, rubbing his eyes as he yawned. He'd slept quite well tonight, he decided. When he opened his eyes, however, he discovered that he was not in his own bed, but his sister's.

He, being from a rich British family who lived in the Caribbean, could have anything he wanted. He rather wanted to be somewhere else at the moment.

"Damn, it was all a dream," he breathed, shaking his head as he prepared to leave. "Oh... I shouldn't be... why am I...?"

"Not all of it," said a sweet voice from beside him. Sola pulled him back down to the bed again. Her blonde hair shone in the dim light of night.

"Oh, come on, sis, you know the story can't end like this," Terry mumbled, not really wanting to resist.

"Too bad, we're happy now," Sola said forcefully, pulling her brother close against her. "Now is when it shall end."

"Oh, I beg to differ," he laughed, leaning down to kiss her tenderly like Chyler Leigh to Chris Khayman in Kickboxing Academy.

"Fine, it can wait a moment," Sola said breathily. "But only a moment." She squealed excitedly beneath him, knocking the pile of purple-spotted mushrooms from the bedside table.

Lost to their own desires, they failed to see the people watching from the window; each held in their hand a notepad.

"Well, that ending was pretty fucked-up," said one man, slipping his pen behind his ear as his eyes widened.

"Yeah, but at least this shit is over and done with," said another man, shuddering as he backed away from the window. He rather wouldn't mind being hit by the train in platform nine at the moment.

"God, yes, thanks for that, at least," said a woman beside them who raised her hand to her mouth and raced off.

A third man raised his eyebrow and grinned wickedly at the two men who still knelt beside him. "Am I alone in finding this a little amusing?"

"I found it quite funny, actually," said a fourth man. Everyone glared at him, nearly missing a series of sated sighs from within the house before them.

Precisely one moment later, a certain pair of words appeared below this short, meagre paragraph. The terrifying six letters and one space brought with them a sense of doom. Thus, the story title is amended with the ever so terrifying "of Doom". Oh, yeah, and, for Terry and Sola, all was well.

THE END

Author's Note: Hopefully, this epilogue helps us feel a little better about the one at the end of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. I really hope you all enjoyed this story and caught on to the many, many fanon and fandom-related jokes, as well as the countless Monty Python and the Holy Grail references. Tell me what you think: if you've favourited, alerted, have reviewed before, or are completely new to the story, I'd love to hear from you!