-1Harry Potter sighed as once again he must face another day of hell. Sure, he was the coolest wizard of all of Hogwarts history, but unfortunately fighting Voldermort every school year didn't make an excuse for low grades. How the hell was he supposed to know all the spells, let alone pronounce them?

Now all that's for Potter is to work at an unsanitary Mcpardory a cash register. As for his friends he doesn't know, but he heard they're out in space fighting the Galactic Fijvuads. Harry returned to harsh reality as someone was yelling at his face.

"I WANT A TRIPLE BIG CHEESEBURGER WITH FRIES DAMNIT" screamed a customer. Harry swallowed in uncertainty and said "I'm sorry, but we're out of triple big cheeseburgers". "WHAT!" screamed the customer "I'M GOING TO SUE YOUR PATHIEC ASS INTO THE GROUND YOU LITTLE-." "Pwnageoo" whispered Harry Potter as then a lightning bolt zapped the customer and turned him into mush.

"Harry you moron that's the ninth customer you zapped this month" said the manager who was a real lazy moron. "Sorry" Harry said untruthfully. The manager then spoke "alright then, don't do it again or else I'll have you fired!" 'You always say that' the wizard thought. The manager went back into his office to play Counter-Strike.

Harry Potter sighed once more, the day going uneventful. A hobo came in and ate the remains of the customer on the floor.

AND THEY LIVED HAPPILY EVER AFTER!