Declaimer: Blah blah blah, I only own Professor Timis ok? He he he now you cant sue me!
A/N: This doesn't really have a plot, it's just a kind of thing I did to bother the characters. If you really want to understand, reading my 1st and 2nd cliché might help. OH- and by the way- I'm not making fun of gay people or anything, I'm all for that. So I'm really sorry if I offend any of you ok?
By the 7th year, everyone had changed. Hermione was dating ::gag:: Neville, which was a nasty shock to everyone. Harry had never had a girlfriend, much less kissed a girl. Ron, turned out to be Gay. Hermione was very supportive, however Harry felt uncomfortable and their friendship deteriorated. Ron had quickly become best friends with Draco, who, though he still couldn't stand mudbloods, had no problem with gayness. Draco was in love with Hermione , though he was dating Cho Chang. At breakfast on morning, however, everything started to go wrong.
Neville and Hermione were sitting very close, cooing and kissing gently. Hermione scooted over into Neville's lap, and he started to complain. "Why cant I ever sit on top, Hermi pooh?" he whinned
"Because you might hurt me, honey bunch!"
"Are you saying I'm fat!?" he exclaimed, dropping his soft manner at once.
"No, of course not nevi-" she was cut off.
"I'm leaving! I don't want to be with someone who thinks I'm fat! Its over, Hermione!"
He stood up and dumped her onto her chair, and stalked out of the great hall, unnoticed.
"Gee, What's up with him?" She murmured to herself.
Ron, who was filing his nails, heard her and answered. "Well Honestly, Herm, What'd you expect? You touched one of his weak subjects, and its hurt him. Men can be so sensitive, I should know!" He gave her a knowing smile.
Hermione flung her arms around him. "Oh thank you Ron! I don't know what I'd do with out you!" He patted her back and returned to his conversation with Draco. Just then Harry walked in, looking glum. He plopped into the seat next to Hermione and started serving himself.
"Hey Harry! Whatssa matter?" she asked, concerned.
"As if you don't know. I'm 17, a week from graduation, and have had no girlfriends what so ever! My life is trash." He answered.
"Oh come on, cheer up!" Ron said. "I can think of a couple people I know like you, but I only think you'd be interested in one. " He chuckled to himself.
Harry looked very uncomfortable. "Umm…. no thanks Ron, I'll be fine."
All of the sudden everyone, including our group jumped up and started singing "Wild Thang"
A/N: Ok, so its always been my dream to end a story that way. So what? Anyways I didn't like this story so I wanted to end it as soon as possible. Sorry if it just kinda stops.