A humour/ romance Harry Potter Fan Fiction, containing Slash among other things.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Harry Potter trademark characters, I own this plot and that is all.
Summary: Love Changes Everything. It's true, and this is a little song fic I created that goes to show that anything is possible! Lol! Contains slash (m/m, f/f) and other explicit contents. Humour/ romance
A/N: Well, just read on and I'll let you decide. Flames not accepted because they're frankly a waste of time on me because I couldn't care less about them. WARNING: It's weird!
Chapter One: Love changes Everything
Love, love changes everything.
It brings you glory
It brings you shameNothing in this world will ever be the same.
It was a Monday morning at Hogwarts School of witchcraft and wizardry and sixteen-year-old Harry Potter was eating mushy cornflakes at the Gryffindor table. Ron Weasley was brooding over a nice, respectful pornography magazine whilst slurping at his orange juice. Hermione Granger, meanwhile, was in love.
"Oh Harry!" she sighed happily. "Have you ever noticed something rather fabulous?"
"Yes, Hermione." Harry replied. "Your name, innocently incorrectly pronounced would be 'hormone'. Which would probably explain why you are drooling over your burnt toast. Your hormones are wild today."
He glanced at Hermione before adding "Could you please stop making eyes at me?"
SLAP!
"OW!"
Harry began to cry, steaming up his glasses and making his nose run. Hermione, you see, had slapped Harry- hard. "How dare you be so arrogant, Potty!" she screeched. Ron looked up. "Could you two please keep it down? I'm trying to get turned on here…"
Ignoring Ron, Hermione continued to shriek at Harry. "I wouldn't make eyes at you in a million years! However,"
She turned, and faced Ron. "I certainly would make eyes at you! My sexy little Ronnikins!"
Hermione grabbed Ron and ardently kissed him on the nose, till he went purple. After she had finished, Ron turned away and threw up over Neville Longbottom.
"Gross! Hermione! I think you're repulsive! Infact, I feel positively queer!"
"And talking of queer, Harry? There's something we need to discuss…" a cold voice drawled from behind Harry Potter.
Harry turned around. "Yes?"
Draco Malfoy looked deeply into Harry Potter's eyes and took a deep breath.
"I love you, Harry…"
"I love you too, Draco."
"Shall we go and make out?"
"Yes. Let's."
Draco held out a hand and Harry gracefully accepted, they pranced out of the Great Hall. But not before a certain redheaded figure screamed "WAIT! DRACO! I…I LOVE YOU!"
Love, love changes everything.
It brings you glory
It brings you shame
Nothing in this world will ever be the same.
To Be Continued…
A/N: I think that's a bloody masterpiece. Signing out-
MeEm xxx
