Icky ole Fanfic

Disclaimer: I don't own anything to do with Harry Potter. Really.

Hermione gasped.

"What is it, Hermione?" Ron asked lazily.

"Fanfiction."

"What?"

"Fanfiction. About us. Really stupid, apparently." Hermione sniffed.

Harry read over her shoulder. "'Hermione leaned forward and let her mouth touch Snape's soft lips. . .' Hermione, that is disgusting! Who would want to snog Snape?"

"Hermione, apparently." gasped Ron between fits of laughter. "Hermione, why didn't you tell us you were having an affair with Snape?"

Hermione shot him a death glare, then returned to the computer. She blushed suddenly.

"What is it, Hermione?" Harry asked.

"Nothing, nothing. . ."

"Come on, let me see . . ." Leaning forward near the computer he let out a sudden burst of laughter.

"What is it, mate? More Hermione snogging, oh, Malfoy?" Ron inquired.

"No. Listen, ' Hermione felt an electric shock. She had no idea that this was what it was like to kiss Ron. . ."

Ron's ears turned a delicate shade of pink. "Turn it to another one, c'mon"

Hermione clicked on a different one. "Oh, here Harry. Here is one about you, poor and

abused by your uncle. Listen, "On Harry's back were bruises. Here and there bits of dried blood remained."

"Alright, whoever wrote this has serious mental issues." Harry remarked. "What is this, lets torture someone so we can let out our teenage angst?"

"Apparently. Here, listen to this summary. ' Hermione turns into a Vampire. Only Neville can save her.' Me and Neville! I like him, but as a friend. And a vampire? This is pathetic." With that she plopped herself down on the sofa, apparently done with fanfiction for the day. She took out a quill and a bit of parchment and began writing.

"Hermione, what are you doing?" Ron inquired.

"Writing my own fanfiction. Lets see how these authors like it!"

AN I know this isn't very long, but how do you like it?