Fanon:Spyro Botter and the Moderator's stone

SO I am very bored and I'm going to attempt to rewrite PL's Harry Potter wiki fanfiction as sort of a tribute and stuff to his lost works

Anyone can edit this as long as it fits the story of harry potter. So far characters are:

Vernon: comics creatoz

the sister of lily potter: salty creatoz

dudley: crossdog creatorz

dumbledore: biggernate

mcgonagel: nate clone

harry potter: spyroclub

Chapter one: The boy who lived
Mr Comics Creatroz and Mrs Salty Creatorz were perfectly normal thank you very much. They had never engaged in any sort of werid whack. But they had a secret and they hoped that nobody would discover it. Mrs Salty Creatorz' sister, Kelly Botter was an anti Poller. A weirdo.

Mr Comics Creatorz was heading to work. Their son, CrossDog Creatorz was throwing a tantrum because Dora had accidentally got herself arrested by the Syrian Border police instead of turning right which was what Crossdog had told her to do.

"Lil tyke" Said Comics Creatorz.

Comics Creatorz owned a firm called "Drummies" where he made pork of all sorts from Bacon to Sausages. He had never noticed so many peple with cloaks!! Must have been a new trend, he thought to himself.

After firing a bunch of people he went down to get his usual meal at the local Drummies cafe.

"I'll have a number 7, a number 4 with extra cheese, 2 number 8s, a number 2 without salt, a number 4 with the chicken add-on and a large cherry soda."

Then he heard some people speaking.

"Did you hear? About what happened to the Botter's son spyro?"

"Yep"

He froze. Wait no, he thought Botter was a very common name. Probably just some Australian lol. Though he was still skeptical. He went back home to ask his wife about it.

"Our sweet little diddiums. He learned a new word today! (Which was f**k, if you were interested. Barney the dinosaur was not having a good day.)"

"Yo salty u heard from ur sister lately"

her mood was ruined. "No" her lips curled. "Why?"

"Nothing its just i thought she bught the battle pass. Thats all"

Hidden in the night, was the great BiggerNate. Slowly, all the lights went damp. He chuckled at a cat who jumped off a ramp.

"Professor Clone. Gleeful to see you, I'm glad now that I am not alone."

"How did you recognise me, biggernate? I certainly hope that I wasnt late."

"No worries, Nate Clone. Unfortunetly now I must ruin the rhyming scheme."