'Lil, don't you remember?
Scene: Cafe, late evening.
Camera pans across a table that has a bag of Jelly Belly brand Bertie Bots Every-Flavor Jelly Beans spilled across it, a can of Pepsi brand Pumpkin Juice (low carb) sitting near a glass that is half-full. The camera stops on the glass and you hear a dull thud, then little rings of vibration ripple across the surface of the orangie liquid. Another thud, more rings. A louder thud, bigger rings. Someone screams and you hear pandemonium in the cafe. Camera pans off of the glass toward a pair of dirty Nike brand sneakers that are resting on top of the table. The camera continues to pan up his pants legs and you can barely make out the Levis brand as the camera pans up to see that there is a young teenage boy with his face deeply buried into his Nintendo brand Game Boy. The chaos in the cafe finally gets his attention.
Harry Potter, lifts his head up to see what is going on, with a deft-finger, he adjusts his Ray-Ban brand eye glasses and springs to action.
Scene: Outside cafe, still late evening.
Camera zooms down the street to see smoke and fire coming out of the middle of a larger cloud that is just hanging in the middle of the street. Then a long snout appears through the smoke and another blast of fire belches out of its mouth, igniting a nearby car - BMW brand. A previous lit up car, Fiat brand, now explodes, causing the store that it was parked in front of, a potions supplies store, to explode into a spectacular fireball that causes surrounding buildings to crumble.
Camera switches back to Harry Potter. He reaches into his robe and pulls out an Ollivander's brand wand, then bolts down the street to confront the beast. All around, villagers, students, teachers, town officials, are running the opposite direction as another fireball is belched out of the dragon's mouth.
Harry stops just short of the edge of the flame, which has struck and melted a newspaper stand that had stacks and stacks of the Daily Prophet and the Quibler. The blaze is blinding, Harry shades his eyes, then refocuses and realizes that he is now too close. A building behind him crumbles and the debris covers his only route back out of the way. He's trapped!
Pointing his head to the sky, Harry yells "Asio Firebolt!".
Camera switches view to a quiet room in an ancient castle. A Nimbus brand Firebolt broom rests in a corner, but it starts to quiver, then it stands at attention. The tip of the broom, which now has the appearance of a head with eyes, nose and ears, seems to look in the direction of the window. It immediately levitates, the with a sudden BOOM, it's gone!
Camera view is how flying along side the broom as it flies at almost the speed of sound, hurling itself directly into a scene of hell and fire where a young wizard is holding up his hand. The broom stops abruptly right at the finger tips of Harry Potter.
Harry climbs on, and flies out of danger just as another firey blast scorches the ground that he had been standing on only a second before.
Flying now, Harry surveys the area. He realizes that he has to stop this beast. It is all up to him. Everyone else is too scared. Only he, Harry Potter, the boy that lived, can save them all. Reacting faster than thought itself, he turns his broom around and flies straight at eye-level to the dragon. He is almost about to collide with it and veers hard to the right at the last second. The slow-reacting dragon lets out another ball of fire, but it is a second after Harry has already moved out of the way.
Harry gets behind the beast and kicks it in the back of the head. While he's back there, he sees the town swimming pool and gets an idea. The dragon whips its head around and tries to snap at the flying boy, but misses. Harry zooms down to the fleshy underside of the dragon's hind legs, pulls out his wand and issues a blast that seems to hurt the dragon. It lets out a tremendous yell and leaps into the air. Harry steers the beast by directing new blasts on either side of the dragon. It is flying directly toward the pool now, still yelling and trying to get away from this pain.
Just feet away from the pool now, Harry flies above the dragon's head and dives at an incredrible speed. Just at the last second, he shifts his weight, leaps off of his broom.
Camera shift now does "bullet time" as it rotates and pans around the scene of Harry, in mid air, performing the amazingly difficult flying 1080° reverse-round, double palm strike. All of this just inches away from the dragon. He finally makes contact with his foot into the back of the dragon's neck. The blow sends shock waves down the beast's body, and its head drives down, forcing the flight path to now go straight into the deep end of the pool. Its wings and trail hitting pool chairs, snack stands, and lifeguard towers and spilling them all over the area.
A sudden hissing noise and weak scream tells Harry that his plan worked. He extinguished the beast's fire and it's firey roar is now just a mere squeak.
Harry lands on his feet, in a perfect stance, near the edge of the pool, his Firebolt zooms down to be by his side. Harry sees that the almost lifeless dragon is now no danger. He turns to leave, but an unexpected scream erupts from behind him. Just as he gets turned around, the razor sharp tail of the beast thrashes at him and cuts both of his legs off at the knee. Harry looks straight at the camera with an expression of OOPS on his face, then falls off of his now separated limbs.
"CUT!! CUT!!" yells the director. "Who's responsible for the dragon animation?!" "What happened here? Now look, we have to patch up the kid again! Get it right!" The director then yells into his megaphone "OKAY PEOPLE! Set it up again! And someone take care of this kid!"
A stage hand comes over to Dan and helps to roll him onto the stretcher, putting his bloody stumps on it next to him. "Tough break there mate! Hey, you look like you could use a drink."
"Yeah, I could really use a Mike's Hard Lemonade."
Camera switches view to show Dan and the stage hand in the ambulance, both lifting a cold can of Mike's Hard Lemonade. As the doors are being closed, the camera zooms in to a closer shot of just the cans.
Announcer Voice: "Mike's Hard Lemonade. A hard day calls for a hard lemonade."
Logo shot
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Dad-Eye,
