The Hilarity of Changing "Wand" to "Willy"
Here are some excerpts from the books...
'Get - off - me!' Harry gasped. For a few seconds they struggled,
Harry pulling at his uncles sausage-like fingers with his left hand,
his right maintaining a firm grip on his raised willy.
"Your authority!" she sneered, attempting to wrench her hand from
his grasp. "You lost your authority when you lost your willy, Lucius!"
Something silver-white, something enormous, erupted from the end of his willy.
*this one fits so perfectly*
"Harry looked down at his own Willy. He could see finger marks all over it..."
"Well, we'll soon find out, won't we?" said Snape smoothly. "Willy out, Potter."
"Both Sirius and Snape lowered their willies... the unexpected entrance
of so many witnesses seemed to have brought them to their senses...
"But what's going on?" asked Mr. Weasley. "Nothing, Arthur," said
Sirius, who was breathing heavily as though he had just run ...a long
distance."
"Don't put your willy there, boy!" roared Moody."
"Your father, on the other hand, favored a mahogany willy. Eleven inches. "
"... Today's will be a practical lesson. You will only need your willies."
"Panting, Harry fell forwards over the hydrangea bush, straightened up
and stared around. There were several faces peering through various
nearby windows. Harry stuffed his willy hastily back into his jeans and
tried to look innocent."
A magic willy... this was what Harry had been really looking forward to.
"No," said Voldemort. "I have peformed my usual magic. I am
extraordinary. But this willy... no. It has not revealed the wonders it
has promised. I feel no difference between this willy and the willy I
procured from ollivander all those years ago."
"But if my willy was so powerful, how come Hermione was able to break it?"
"Don't put away your willy, Harry. They might come back."
Here are some excerpts from the books...
'Get - off - me!' Harry gasped. For a few seconds they struggled,
Harry pulling at his uncles sausage-like fingers with his left hand,
his right maintaining a firm grip on his raised willy.
"Your authority!" she sneered, attempting to wrench her hand from
his grasp. "You lost your authority when you lost your willy, Lucius!"
Something silver-white, something enormous, erupted from the end of his willy.
*this one fits so perfectly*
"Harry looked down at his own Willy. He could see finger marks all over it..."
"Well, we'll soon find out, won't we?" said Snape smoothly. "Willy out, Potter."
"Both Sirius and Snape lowered their willies... the unexpected entrance
of so many witnesses seemed to have brought them to their senses...
"But what's going on?" asked Mr. Weasley. "Nothing, Arthur," said
Sirius, who was breathing heavily as though he had just run ...a long
distance."
"Don't put your willy there, boy!" roared Moody."
"Your father, on the other hand, favored a mahogany willy. Eleven inches. "
"... Today's will be a practical lesson. You will only need your willies."
"Panting, Harry fell forwards over the hydrangea bush, straightened up
and stared around. There were several faces peering through various
nearby windows. Harry stuffed his willy hastily back into his jeans and
tried to look innocent."
A magic willy... this was what Harry had been really looking forward to.
"No," said Voldemort. "I have peformed my usual magic. I am
extraordinary. But this willy... no. It has not revealed the wonders it
has promised. I feel no difference between this willy and the willy I
procured from ollivander all those years ago."
"But if my willy was so powerful, how come Hermione was able to break it?"
"Don't put away your willy, Harry. They might come back."