Ah.....They do not belong to me except for.me (wait do I belong to
myself? nvm), ok that's it here it is:
Harry: Where are we?
Tamara: hey it worked. *Hugs her computer.*
Hermione: what? Who are you? How did we get here?
Tamara: I typed you here. This is my house.
Harry: Oh no is this on of those degrading fan fictions
Tamara: *Types something and all of the sudden a The Goblet of Fire (the book) falls on Harry's head*
Harry: OW!
Tamara: take that!
Hermione: Um.why are we here
Tamara: Mainly because I was bored and my friend Mandy never came to go with me to the pizza place. (Damn you Mandy!!)
Hermione: Oh
Hermione: so this is not a fan fic?
Tamara: ah..............
Hermione: nevermind
Tamara: good now sit down
Harry and Herm: *sit*
Once upon a time-
Harry: What? What kind of beginning is that? I thought this was a fan fic not a fairy tale.
Tamara: Ok, ok, jeeze. You're net so bossy in the book.
Hermione peeked over the top of her book at Harry-
Tamara: better?
Harry: Yes
She sighed longingly then dropped her gaze back down. He was oblivious to her why couldn't he just-
Hermione: wait, wait, wait
Tamara: What?
Hermione: Why do I have to be the love sick one. He's the one who's supposed to be hormonal.
Tamara: Good point. *Presses the backspace button and begins to write it over*
Harry watched Hermione as she read her book he wished she-
Harry: Hey! I am not hormonal.
Tamara: yes you are. All guys are 89% hormones.
Harry: We are not. You started of with Hermione swooning. You can't change it.
Hermione: yes she can.
Tamara: That's enough. My fan fic. Hermione you're swooning
Hermione: *fuming*
Harry: *grinning victoriously*
Hermione watched Harry. She wished he would just notice her but he and Ron always just ignored her comp-
Harry: We do not ignore her. She's just reading a book most of the time so we try not to disturb her
Hermione: liar!
Harry: am not! You know it's true. Change it!
Tamara: No. Hermione's swooning and you're a bastard. Deal with it.
Hermione: *smiling victoriously*
Harry: *fuming*
Why couldn't he just pay her a little attention? Maybe then he would see how much she lov-
Hermione: I do not love him! He's an arrogant, stubborn, boy
Harry: like you're Miss Universe your self
Hermione: Oh go ahead. YOU start with the bucktooth mud blood insults too
Harry: don't forget bushy haired
Hermione: You should talk about hair. Ever heard of the comb.
Harry: Ever heard of a life? Get one
Hermione: as soon as you get a brain
Tamara: *Talking over Hermione and Harry's fighting* That's it I give up. *Walks out of her house to go to the pizza place by herself leaving Hermione and Harry still fighting*
Harry: Where are we?
Tamara: hey it worked. *Hugs her computer.*
Hermione: what? Who are you? How did we get here?
Tamara: I typed you here. This is my house.
Harry: Oh no is this on of those degrading fan fictions
Tamara: *Types something and all of the sudden a The Goblet of Fire (the book) falls on Harry's head*
Harry: OW!
Tamara: take that!
Hermione: Um.why are we here
Tamara: Mainly because I was bored and my friend Mandy never came to go with me to the pizza place. (Damn you Mandy!!)
Hermione: Oh
Hermione: so this is not a fan fic?
Tamara: ah..............
Hermione: nevermind
Tamara: good now sit down
Harry and Herm: *sit*
Once upon a time-
Harry: What? What kind of beginning is that? I thought this was a fan fic not a fairy tale.
Tamara: Ok, ok, jeeze. You're net so bossy in the book.
Hermione peeked over the top of her book at Harry-
Tamara: better?
Harry: Yes
She sighed longingly then dropped her gaze back down. He was oblivious to her why couldn't he just-
Hermione: wait, wait, wait
Tamara: What?
Hermione: Why do I have to be the love sick one. He's the one who's supposed to be hormonal.
Tamara: Good point. *Presses the backspace button and begins to write it over*
Harry watched Hermione as she read her book he wished she-
Harry: Hey! I am not hormonal.
Tamara: yes you are. All guys are 89% hormones.
Harry: We are not. You started of with Hermione swooning. You can't change it.
Hermione: yes she can.
Tamara: That's enough. My fan fic. Hermione you're swooning
Hermione: *fuming*
Harry: *grinning victoriously*
Hermione watched Harry. She wished he would just notice her but he and Ron always just ignored her comp-
Harry: We do not ignore her. She's just reading a book most of the time so we try not to disturb her
Hermione: liar!
Harry: am not! You know it's true. Change it!
Tamara: No. Hermione's swooning and you're a bastard. Deal with it.
Hermione: *smiling victoriously*
Harry: *fuming*
Why couldn't he just pay her a little attention? Maybe then he would see how much she lov-
Hermione: I do not love him! He's an arrogant, stubborn, boy
Harry: like you're Miss Universe your self
Hermione: Oh go ahead. YOU start with the bucktooth mud blood insults too
Harry: don't forget bushy haired
Hermione: You should talk about hair. Ever heard of the comb.
Harry: Ever heard of a life? Get one
Hermione: as soon as you get a brain
Tamara: *Talking over Hermione and Harry's fighting* That's it I give up. *Walks out of her house to go to the pizza place by herself leaving Hermione and Harry still fighting*