Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. Did you think that it changed in the past hour?
AN: The last chapter!
Fred
George
Harry
Ginny
Fred Weasley's Awesomer Notebook- Entry 9
Bugger.
What is it, Fred?
Just something.
Come on, you seemed perfectly happy, placing bets on the second task an hour ago!
That reminds me, why didn't it work?
What work?
The charm!
You mean the one that you spent a month researching?
What other?
It was supposed to go into effect an hour afterwards!
But, apparently, if you're totally submerged in water during that hour, then the charm's messed up.
Stupid Harry. Stupid Krum. Why are your most prized possessions Ron and Hermione?!
Fred worked really hard, making that potion, and nicking the supplies.
And it would've worked, if it weren't for you meddling kids!
Huh?
Pay no attention to him.
Can't you just make it again?
No!
Why?
The potion takes a month to brew.
And we need to catch up on our studies.
And Snape ran out of the ingredients.
Poor Fred.
Quite right, there. Forge was looking forwards to Ron and Hermione kissing.
Why won't they just snog already?!
'Cause they're idiots, that's why.
I agree.
Me too.
Me four!
What's wrong with him?
Eh, the disappointment seemed to have some side effects.
Hey, Fred!
What?
It's Angelina.
Outta my way!
Must go become a suave debonair!
He's lost it.
Completely.
Oh, there he goes, after Angelina.
This had better be interesting!
I know!
And he sweeps her into a large kiss!
I hope they get married!
Know what ya mean.
I want Angelina as a sister-in-law!
But I don't want Harry as brother-in-law!
Get over it.
Well, who do you want as a brother-in-law?
Krum!
I told you! It's not going to happen.
Wow. Angelina looks quite dazed.
She seems pretty happy.
And off to her dormitory she goes.
And Fred comes, marching over.
Hello! It's a beautiful day in the Gryffindor common room!
I'll say.
You're just jealous, George, my man.
I gotta wonder.
Why do we write in the notebook, when we could jus talk?
Hmm… Good question.
Cause it's cool!
More like it records our efforts for future generations.
Well, looks like s good snog definitely cheered someone up.
I know!
Maybe we should try it on Harry.
Yeah, he always looks so down.
Who should be the lucky girl?
Well, not Cho-
Aw man!
-unless we kill Cedric.
Ooh! I vote for that! I vote for that!
I vote for killing Cho.
Umm…
Why not me?
No way, sis.
Not our little sister.
Can you imagine what it feels like for the other big brothers, whose little sisters you might be sacrificing?
Uh…
I, um…
No. You don't. That's what I thougt.
Well, who will kiss Harry?
Why not a girl who doesn't have an older brother?
No, no. I'll willingly sacrifice myself.
Hermione?
No! Ewww! She's like my sister!
And that'd ruin the whole plan.
Did you hear what I said?
Yeah, but we're still not letting you.
Ugh!
You must wait till your fifth year.
Understand?
Hmph.
Take that as a yes.
I'm considering not telling you what happened with Ron and Hermione.
You know you wanna tell us.
You can't resist the gossip.
Must-gossip-now! Fine!
Oh yeah!
So what happened?
Well, after the task, Hermione was talking to me, and she was talking about how scared she was.
Hermione? Scared? Psh!
She was!
I told her that Dumbledore would never let her drown, and she said that wasn't it.
I asked her what, and she said she was worried about Ron.
What?
No way!
The apocalypse is coming!
The apocalypse is coming!
Well, I was stunned too.
She told me she had cared about Ron since the middle of second year.
Ron's been in love with Hermione since we all meet.
Wicked.
So I mad her talk to Ron.
I guided her out into an empty corridor, and dragged Ron there.
Then I supposedly left, and hid behind a statue of armor.
They were talking, and finally-
Ron puked on her!
Hermione choked to death!
They confessed their love for each other!
Even better.
Hermione leaned in to Ron, to hug him.
But, Ron, finally learning your so said 'charm', kissed Hermione, right there.
And Hermione kissed him back.
They started snogging.
And it lasted a whole ten minutes.
WOOHOO!
Bye-bye notebook.
Wait!
What?
I can hear them fighting!
Ah, well.
We said till they kiss.
And they kissed.
Anyway, they'll end up together, anyway.
Yeah. It's like that couple loves to fight.
They're insane.
I gotta agree.
Anyway…
GLEE DANCE!!
Those two will never, learn, will they?
Nope, never.
I love them anyway.
…
Hey, Harry?
Yeah?
Sorry about the fact that you've never kissed.
Yeah, it's ok-
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Okay, we're done with the glee dance.
But it was loads of fun.
Guys?
…
Guys?
…
Hey! Potter's snogging our sister!
Oh no he's not!
Yes he is!
I didn't mean it THAT way!
Then what way did you mean it?
Never mind. Let's get on with it.
DIE POTTER!
DIE!
WHY WON'T YOU STOP SNOGGING OUR SISTER?!!
AN: The end. I know, I know. It's short. But I don't care. I want to write a sequel (but it won't be out for a while). It'll be in the next generation. I'll be trying to get Teddy Lupin and Victoire Weasley together. It'll be written by James Potter (junior) and Becky Wood (Oliver Wood and Alicia Spinnet's child). Other than that, I need ideas on who will write it, and the plot (that's for you, Brona). I also want any good ideas. Please! It will have the oyster suits, and maybe the fortune cookies. I need all the help I can get!