Authors Note: Before you read this, imagine one of those commercials with the song that goes, 'The only one for me is you, and you for me, no matter how we toss the dice'..etc etc. This is also just something stupid I wrote with my friend Erica.

After Harry and Ron had had a fight, Harry sat alone on the Hogwarts Express, desperate for a friend. The candy cart was going by, so he bought it all like he always did. He stared at the glorious treasures in front of him, eyeing each one for about five minutes, wondering who was worthy enough for his friendship.

Then he saw it.

The chocolate frog.

It was wrapped so..sexily. He could feel himself getting aroused just by looking at it. At this moment, he wished he was at school so he could take a long cold shower.

"Oooh." He moaned, touching the box softly, as if he would hurt it. "I need you."

Without much thinking, he opened the box, letting his mind drift.

Harry ran through the spacious field, flowers and grass surrounding them everywhere, holding a white string. At the other end of the string, the chocolate frog dangled lifelessly as he drug it across the ground while he ran and jumped, doing cartwheels. It was amazing how the frog managed to stay connected with the string, but hell, it's my story so it did.

Harry smiled at the memory that he hoped he'd live someday, keeping the box shut for a moment, letting his mind drift deeper into..something.

The frog lied on its side, dead and covered in squished bugs and dust, while Harry sat on the dock with his feet dangling into the water, holding a fishing pole. One of those cheap ass $5 ones you can get at Costco or Sam's Club. But anyway, he wasn't catching any fish because he didn't have any bait, so he took a chunk of his frog (unnamed) and put it on his piece of crap hook (it has lost it's point when the Costco truck had crashed). For hours, they sat there like lovers staring at the sun setting and "trying" to catch fish. Of course, they never accomplished anything..

A new thought creeped into Harry's head before he had finished opening the box.

Romantic dinners were always Harry's favorites, although he never had anyone to go to dinner with. Everyone pretty much thought he was gay, so he didn't get dates. Frogger was different, though. Harry had invited Frogger to dinner, extremely apprehensively, as if nervous the frog would turn him down. So here they sat, inside the Play Place in McDonalds in downtown London, little kids running around, screaming at the top of their lungs. It smelled faintly of piss and vomit. Ahh, the best dinner Harry had ever had..

Ron walked into the car, sliding the door shut behind him, staring at Harry curiously. Harry was sitting in his seat, holding the Chocolate Frog box with some weird ass look on his face. Instead of saying anything, he watched, extremely amused. The look on Harry's face was..priceless (A/N: This is where I say "It's everywhere you want to be - Mastercard". I need to support my sponsors.). The frog box was in Harry's grasp, the lid almost opened. Ron watched as Harry opened it fully and the frog jumped onto the window.

"NO! FROGGER! DON'T GO!" Harry yelled, throwing his body at the window, trying to grab the frog. He barely missed it, and the frog was gone. "No! Why did you have to leave?!"

"Uh, Harry..?" Ron asked, his mouth twisted into a smirk, but he was concerned for Harry - on the inside. Harry looked up with tears in his eyes. "What the bloody hell are you doing?"

"Frogger! He just, left! After all the fun we've had together.." Harry started to sob.

Ron frowned, trying not to laugh. The things Harry did when he was on Viagra.

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Hope you liked it! Leave me & Erica notes! We just wrote this at 2:45 - 3:30 on Tuesday while we waited to go to the mall..don't hate us!

There is room for a sequel..