Once upon a time there were three beautiful children well at least two of them were beautiful.. there was amazing Harry, pretty Ron, and uh..hermione.. =] poor hermione hadn't blossomed yet.
**Hermione:"Hey that is so biased just because you don't like me doesn't mean you can do that!"
Me: "Do what?"
Hermione: "Make boys hit puberty before girls."
Me: "My story my rules"
Harry: "Ha-ha"
Ron: "We're hot you're not!"
Hermione: "Oh button it."
Me: "Back to the story my dears" **
These three phenomenal children.®
**Hermione: "We are not children we are adolescents"
Me: fine..*
These three phenomenal adolescents had a remarkable future ahead of them but this is not about their incredible futures, it's about my fucked up mind wanting to have many faggy pairings ANYWAY as you all know Harry Potter by himself had an unusual life, once you throw in an intelligent girl and a red-headed guy
your life becomes pretty great. Hey just having Ron as a friend would make your life way different. ANYWAY...
*Hermione: "So when exactly are you going to get to the point?"
Me: The second you shut the hell up.
Harry & Ron: "Ha-ha."**
The three were in the library, Ron was off trying to find a book about becoming more "buff"
"Uhm, Hermione..if I tell you something would you say anything to anyone?" uttered a terrified Harry
"Harry I promise you I will not tell a single soul." said an assuring Hermione.
"Well see, I've..well..uhm.." uttered Harry
"Oh what are you so scared of?"
"Well, Hermione.."
**Hermione: OH MY GOD HE IS SO GOING TO TELL ME HE LIKES ME!
Harry: No.
Ron: Wow, I thought you were smart Hermione.
Me:Will you please shut it?**
"Well, Hermione I like someone, but well it's someone that you wouldn't expect"
"draco."
*Ron: I guess you are smart Hermione**
"what the fuck? no no no.
let me word it differently.
Hermione I like well..um...hermione I think I like boys.
*Ghost of James fucking Potter: no. MY SON IS GAY?! NO. NO. NO.
Ghost of Lilly: Oh get over it.
James: Well, I really hope he knows what he's doing.**
"HAHAHHAHAHAHAHA" Hermione laughed but she was really dying inside.
"and I've been well "playing" with someone"
And the more Harry kept talking the more Hermione died inside poor poor thing. well soon she gets over it and screws Ron so it's all good.
"and well I think I might have an STD"
"STI" Ron said
"They changed it from Sexually Transmitted Disease to Sexually Transmitted Infection." Ron informed them.
"Who is they exactly?" asked harry
"The american government I guess, they changed it when Bush was president." answered Ron
"what the hell?" said a very discombobulated Hermione.
"Anyway, Harry it's no problem I've read about everyone of the STI's and i our amazing magical community we can cure any one of them. Well, besides AID's. All we need to do is figure out what STI you have."
"Alright, how do we do that?" asked Harry
"You go to the Hospital wing of course" replied Hermione.
"Well, let us skedaddle before anyone ends up in the hospital wing from some abnormal spell Malfoy has cast on them."
"uhm ok.."
The Trio pranced to the Hospital wing.
I AM AMUSED
