The Man Who Tried To Disapparate.

“Yay,” I said cheerfully, looking at the clock. “It’s quitting time! Time to go home!” I logged off my computer, hung up my headset and looked towards Peter’s cubicle, where he too was logging off his computer.

“Hey, Peter,” I called out. “Meet you outside?”

“No, you go right ahead,” he replied.

I was stunned into silence. “You mean, you don’t need a ride home tonight? How are you getting home?”

“I’m trying something different,” he said, standing up. “I’m going to try Disapparating home instead, just like Harry Potter.”

“Are you serious?” I gasped in amazement. “You do know that it’s fiction, right?”

“It’s worth a shot, though,” Peter said, closing his eyes. “Destination, determination, and deliberation, the three D’s of Apparition…”


Peter’s face began turning a deep crimson as he began straining.

“Peter! You can’t Disapparate! It’s impossible!” I pleaded.

Peter strained so hard to Disapparate that he let out a loud, long fart. Immediately there was panic in the call room as dozens of agents stampeded out of the room, leaving only Peter and myself behind.

Peter finally opened his eyes and looked around the nearly empty room.

“Oh man!” he whined. “I Disapparated everyone else instead!”



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