Ron Weasley banged on his bedroom door. "Harry, let me in right this second!"
Harry slammed the door. "NO Ron! Just NO!"
Ron stood outside the door, baffled by his friends behavior. He heard footsteps coming up the stairs.
"Honestly, what is all that noise?" Hermione's hair was bushier than usual, and her tone indicated her lack of patience.
"I don't know! I was showing Harry this weird website on my dad's computer-thingy, and he got all angy and pushed me out!" Ron huffed, a angered and a little hurt by his best mate's actions.
"What website was it?" Hermione asked logically.
"Something called Fanfiction, I don't really know. I just typed in mine and Harry's names and all these stories popped up! He's been in there reading them for hours. Honestly, I don't know why he's mad at me!"
Suddenly, Harry's voice could be heard from the other side of the door. "Please Ron! You know exactly what you did! I called you my best mate, but when it turns out I was with Snape, you tried to kill me!"
"WHAT?" Both Hermione and Ron exclaimed in the same incredulous tone.
"Ronald Weasley! You tried to kill Harry?"
"What! No! Harry, you're with Snape?"
"What! No! It's in the stories! In almost every single one, you turn on me! I was reading one about me and Draco-" Ron gagged, "and you totally cursed me to date Ginny! Why would you do that? We are supposed to be best mates!"
"Harry, we are best mates!"
Harry unlocked the door and grabbed Ron by the front of his shirt and dragged him to in front of the computer screen. "Then WHY are you in cahoots with an evil Dumbledore to take my Gringotts gold before I can mate with Sirius and come into my Veela inheritance? Huh? No answer?"
Ronald looked bewildered. "But- but I didn't do any of that stuff!"
Hermione sighed and leaned against the door. "Harry, Muggles write that shit for fun, none of it is to be taken seriously!"
Harry glared at Ron, who cringed, before bursting out laughing. Ron looked questionably at his friend, wondering if he was a knut short of a galleon.
Harry giggled before saying, "Oh yeah, I know! I was just having Ron on!" He lightly punched Ron, who looked relieved at not having his mate mad at him. "In fact, I've been writing some of my own!"
Hermione looked amused. "Oh really? What about?"
Harry took on a serious face. "I ship Chickron and Drapple."
Ron looked confused. "Uh, that's great. What exactly are those?"
"You and a piece of chicken, and Draco and an apple." Hermione's guffaws could be heard all the way outside, as well as Harry's cursing as he attempted to dodge a well-aimed curse from a gluttonous ginger.