Okay, so, I wasn't one hundred persent sure on the rules for this. So I did what I wanted without asking because I am hungry and tired.

So, for Alchemy Class, we were supposed to free-write.

They said that I had to have both the edited and unedited version of the story in the document. So I assume that I needed to put both in here.

So, first,

I don't Own!

Enjoy!

UnEdited.

"We waited for things to happen, no one had ever thought that we could get this far. That we could deafeat every obstical in our way! But we succedded. We were vicorious in our prosuite. No one could get in our way. And now one could tyr, because we were all powerfull!"

"Cut! the Scene didn;t have enough umph in it. And I'm pretty sure you monologue was messed up. Now, I want you to-" The director was ignored by him. He didn't care. He was only an extra in the damn movie.

"Weasley! Get me a pumpkin joi=uice!" The voice of the director, Seamus Finnigan, brought his attention to the others. The head actress, Hermione Granger, gave him a sad smile. He gave her a small smile in return.

"Don't worry mate, I'm dure you'll get a part soon." Harry potter, rich and famous actor, patted his friend on the back.

"yeah yeah. When you and every othe rgood actor dies. I stink." Ron mumbled. he sat heavily on the chair in harry's place of living...

"Oh don't be that way. I'm sure you will get enough fans soon." Harry assured him.

It didn't come, becuase the very next day, Ron was hit by a car and went into a coma. He woke up ninty years later, still in his early twenties. He learned to blend in and was taken care of by his sisters grandchildren.

Thew end.

And Edited. Sorry for the crappy spelling and such on the first one.

"We waited, no one thought that we would get this far, that we could get this far. They didn't think we could overcome any and every obstical in our way. But we did it, we succeeded. We were victorious in our pursuit! No one can get in our way! No one can try! We are all powerful!"

"CUT!" A loud voice bellowed. "Cut! The scene didn't have enough umph. And who wrote that diologue? A monologue? You just repeat everything! Now what I want to hear-" Ron tuned him out. He wasn't a main actor, hell, he wasn't even in the film. He was just a gloified juice boy.

"Weasley! Get me a pumpkine juice!" Seamus Finnigan, the director, bellowed. The head actress, Hermione Granger, gave him a sad smile. He returned it.

Later, when he and Harry Potter, head actor and his best friend, retreated to Harry's trailer.

"Don't worry mate. I'm sure you'll get a part soon." Harry assured him, patting his back.

"Yeah yeah. When you and every other good actor dies. I stink." Ron mumbled before taking a swig of his drink, slumping more heavily in the chair.

"Oh don't be that way. I'm sure you'll ace the audition tomorrow." Harry grinned at him.

But, Ron never got the chance. Just after he left the trailer, he was hit by a speeding car, falling into a heavy coma.

Ninty years later, after getting lost in hospital after hospital and just generally being forgotten, he woke. He was still in his early twenties, not really aging much since he was put in there.

His sister's decendents took him in, giving him a home and an identity.

He got the role in a new movie. Lost in the Future.

No, this will not be continued, maybe. I liked it though. It was fun to write.

Mars