"HARRY!" Ron managed to gasp through a fit of laughter.
"Mmm?" Harry walked into the room, eyebrows raised. "What's so funny?"
"THIS-ha ha ha.- This MORON!" the redhead shrieked. He pointed to the out-of-place monitor screen in front of him.
Harry strode over to where his best friend was messing around on the computer his father had brought back to the Burrow for testing and bent over to view the screen. "Fan Fiction? Wha- Does that say 'Harry Potter'?"
Ron stopped laughing and gave Harry a look. "I'm not even going to ask…"
"Ask what?"
"Just… just look at this."
Harry read what must've been someone's lame attempt at a title, 'Harryz New G/F!', and chuckled. He noticed the summary below: 'Amy Johnson, a gorjus American gurl, comez to Hogwartz and Harry fallz in love wit her! LOL, its my 1st story so no FLAMEZ!'. "This is pathetic. I mean, really… Wait, how are these people… Ron?"
Ron glanced at his bookshelf, where Harry Potters 1-7 stood in perfect order. He shook his head and left the room.