***AUTHORESS NOTES***

Harry Potter is my new obsession. Well, not quite HIM, but Draco Malfoy.
He's a cutie, yes, he is. So when this idea popped into my head last
night, I was like "All right! Let's do this!"

So I shall!

I'll probably have this done pretty quickly, in case you're wondering...

Oh, and no offense for any of the cliches or anything. This is my humor
story!!!

I know it's short, so sorry. It's all fast-paced, and it's meant to be.


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Chapter 01: Oh no, you're late!!


     "Well, take this, Malfoy!" said that annoying boy with a lightning
shaped scar. Malfoy sighed. Didn't that Potter boy ever learn? Scarface
was just simply a retard, as was the Weasley kid. Now that Hermione
Granger... Er, Mudblood, now she had potential if she left those losers
behind, but for not, she was a Mudblood, and a know-it-all at that.

     "Tsk, tsk, Potter. Don't you ever learn?" Draco said cooly. His
wand let out a poof of blue sparkles that hit Harry in the chest.

     "Harry, are you all right?" asked that Mudblood girl.

     "I'm fine," grunted Potter and he said a spell and green sparks
came out of his wand. They looked dangerous, so Draco said a different
spell and pink sparks came out of HIS wand. The two spells met in the
middle of the teenage boys and exploded.

     Draco felt himself falling and he knew he hit something. All of the
sudden, he fell into some water.

     A redhead girl, a boy with black hair and a boy with no eyes walked
onto the shore. "Are you okay?" asked the girl.

     "I suppose so, but who in the bloody hell are you?" questioned
Draco.

    "I'm Misty, and this is Ash and this is Brock," she introduced. "Are
you on your way to get your first Pokemon, because you're very late if
you are!''

     "What's a Pokemon?" Draco asked but Ash started to laugh.

     "You must've hit your head pretty hard! Of course he's on his way
to get his first Pokemon, let's take him to Professor Oak's!" exclaimed
Ash.

     So the trio took Draco Malfoy to get his very first Pokemon, but
they were later than they thought! Because Charmander, Squirtle and
Bulbasaur were all gone!

     "But wait," said Professor Oak. "I have one more Pokemon left: a
Pikachu! But you might want to be careful because it doesn't like to
listen."

     Professor Oak handed him the PokeBall and Pikachu came instantly
out. "I guess it doesn't like to stay in it's PokeBall!" Professor Oak
laughed.

     Pikachu glared at Draco. "Chuuu..." it said unhappily. Poor Draco
was now more confused then ever. What in the bloody hell had that Potter
kid done to him? Why was he here with an ignorant mouse who liked to
stay outside of it's white and red ball? Where was he? Who were these
psychos with big heads? Why were they all so skinny-looking? Why did
they remind him of the Golden Trio? Why in the bloody hell was he asking
himself questions inside of his head?

Something weird was definetely going on...