We decided to try to get this random effect with javascript, and here's the result. These stories are parodies of the Harry Potter universe and characters, not meant to infringe on any copyright of J.K.Rowling, Scholastic, Warner Brothers, etc. They're meant purely for fun.

This is the first Harry Potter fill-in-the-blanks story I wrote.

One morning Harry Potter crawled out of his four-poster bed and almost stepped on . "Yow!" he yelled, leaping aside. He took off his pajamas and got dressed, and found in his hat and in one of his shoes.

In the bed next to his, Ron Weasley poked his head out of the curtains. "What's going on--aah!" A hopped out of his bed. "Eew, where did that come from?"

"I don't know," said Harry, "but here's crawling across the carpet and that just came down the chimney."

They made it down the stairs without encountering anything worse than . But the Gryffindor common room was in an uproar. George Weasley was chasing off with his wand and Neville Longbottom was running away from . Hermione Granger turned into a very nice frog. Other Gryffindors were being menaced by s and s. Hexes and jinxes flew throughout the room, and Harry narrowly missed being hit by Jelly Legs that someone tried on .

Harry, Ron and Hermione finally escaped through the portrait hole, with only following them out. They walked down the corridors, wands out. They frightened off with sparks from their wands and ducked around a corner when ran toward them.

"Where did all these things come from?" asked Hermione, stunning with her wand. "We'd better tell Professor Dumbledore."

"If things like these are all over Hogwarts, I'm sure he already knows," said Ron, pulling off his leg.

A leapt out of the visor of a suit of armor at them, but they ducked away. As they went down passageways and staircases to get to the Great Hall, they had to ward off that poked up out of a trick step and several s that oozed out from under a closed door.

"It's like an invasion of Hogwarts," Harry said. "I don't remember ever seeing s in the castle before."

"An invasion!" Hermione sounded worried. "Maybe I ought to look in the library. I don't remember reading about s invading, even in Hogwarts, A History."

By then they were almost to breakfast. They stepped over and ducked under , and made it safely into the Great Hall.

Students at the Gryffindor table were swatting at s flying at their heads and pulling s out of their pumpkin juice. No one at the other tables seemed to be having problems with strange things attacking them. Of course the Slytherin students were pointing at the Gryffindors and laughing uproariously as s dropped from the ceiling onto their plates.

As Professor McGonagall strode down from the teachers' table to see what was going on, s started leaping at her legs. She knocked them away with a curse from her wand, only to have come at her next from the Gryffindor table. "What are you students doing?" she asked, her face stern, one hand idly flicking out of her hair.

The Gryffindors shuffled their feet and batted s away from their food. Finally Hermione spoke up. "We don't know, Professor. We've been finding things in our beds, and the common room, and the hallways, all morning." She flipped away with her wand.

"I see," said Professor McGonagall coldly. "Are you sure none of you have been trying out charms you shouldn't have been?"

"No, we haven't," said Harry as he pulled out of his sleeve. "I'd guess, from all the laughing, that it was somebody in Slytherin."

"We shall see," said Professor McGonagall. Without moving away, without even taking the out of her hair, she turned and pointed her wand at the ceiling.

Harry couldn't hear what she said, but suddenly golden confetti fell throughout the Hall. When it touched the rampaging s and s they disappeared. It was all Harry could do to keep from ducking and hunching his shoulders, especially when leapt under his hat to escape from the confetti. But the confetti didn't do anything to the students.

The Great Hall filled with laughing and the scraping of chair legs as s scuttled under tables and s tried to shelter under chairs. But to no avail. Soon even the last had disappeared under the golden confetti.

The golden confetti began to disappear from everywhere but over the Slytherin table. There it stuck on three students--Draco Malfoy, Vincent Crabbe, and Gregory Goyle.

"Ah ha!" said Professor McGonagall in a satisfied tone. "The culprits." She strode to their table.

Crabbe and Goyle cowered, but Malfoy stared up at her defiantly. "What?" he said in an insolent tone.

"I think you've lost something, Malfoy," she said. She shook out her sleeves and , and leapt toward Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle. She turned and strode back toward the teachers' table, as the three screeched and ran, and all the other students laughed.

Professor Dumbledore stood up and rapped his wand on the table. He stared bemused at the that appeared. When the noise calmed and the students resumed their seats, Dumbledore said blandly, "I believe that was someone's idea of a joke. Appropriate for the day, I suppose."

"The day?" said Harry, in a loud voice.

"Why, April first, of course," said Dumbledore, his eyes twinkling.

Hermione groaned and put her hand to her forehead. "An April Fool's joke. I should have known."

As the students began laughing again, they didn't seem to notice the and running around the edges of the Hall and the hanging in the rafters. Perhaps the April Fool's Day jokes had not ended with that one.