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Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter and if you are a fan of J.K Rowling please don't take the fanfiction seriously.
I know that there are fanfictions of this type but I never saw one on Harry potter! So I thought why not?
Chapter 1 – Fanfiction on Us!?
It was the month of December. The streets were covered with thick layers of snow. Some children were playing with snowballs outside. This scene closely reminded him of Fred and George throwing snowballs on the back of Quirell's turban.
Who knew that they were throwing snowballs straight towards Voldermort's face?
Harry was sitting in an unfamiliar looking room. It was much bigger than his crib back in the Private drive. The room was quite old. There was barely any furniture there, except for a bed and a small side table. The room's walls were painted teal and the floor was solid white.
For the first time in five years had Harry actually left Hogwarts for Christmas holidays. And he was not back in Private Drive where he was treated too miserably or the Burrow where he did feel like home but couldn't help but feel guilty that Mrs. Weasly had to take care of yet another person.
Harry, thought that it was more than enough for her to take care of eight people as Bill and Charlie must have also returned to the Burrow for the holidays. Not to under estimate Fred and George's mischiefs.
But there he was, in Hermoine's house. The three of them had decided to stay at Hermoine's place for the holidays. Mr and Mrs. Granger had also wanted to see Harry and Ron from quite a long time. It looked like Hermoine used to talk about them a lot.
Although, he did look forward forward to go to Hogwarts, but lessons about Occulumency with Snape were too much for him. He was quite bored by now. He wondered what he did on Christmas holidays back in Hogwarts. They were not assigned assignment for holidays, damn was he becoming Hermoine!?
He got up and went to Hermoine's room. Surprisingly Ron was also sitting there. They were both playing some muggle game on the computer.
He remembered those games as back in Private Drive, before he ever discovered he was a wizard, he used to sneak to Dudley's room and play on his computer, a lot. He sat down beside Ron and looked at Hermoine who was solving some type of crossword.
"Harry, do you get these games like, at all? Because I don't." Ron said.
"Well if you don't want to solve the crossword Ron, let's try something else." she said while closing the window.
"Like what?"
"Well you know, Ron there is a site called " " which has thousands of fanfictions on cartoons and books."
"Fanfictions? What are those?" asked Ron.
"They are the work of fans Ron, when they want to change the storyline a little bit about their favorite book/series etc…you know?"
"Ok, let's see them."
She opened the website and entered the category books.
"Wow, there are a lot of books, here, the last time I checked they were not even half..." Hermoine stopped.
"What happened?" Harry quickly looked at the screen. If felt for a millisecond that both of them had been shot by a killing curse.
"Oh my God! Ron! There are fanfictions on us!" Harry was freaking out right now.
Ron's mind was racing. Fanfictions? On them? How could that possibly happen? He didn't have words to express his feelings. He was happy and furious at the same time. Happy because they had fans which meant they were famous! And furious because he had trusted people, who gave away all their adventures to the muggles! Who could possibly do that? Although he had the answer in the back of his mind…. But no! Skeeter wouldn't probably tell the muggles about the wizarding world though, she could get in a big trouble. Without realizing he said:
"There are?! That's why people were staring at us in the streets! We are famous! But how could they possibly come to know about us?"
He eyed Hermoine as though she should have had an explanation for this one…
"Let's see" Harry said while opening a new window, he skimmed through the information. After a few minutes of waiting he finally saw something.
"Got it!" he screamed
Hermoine started reading the information:
"Harry Potter; the successful novel series written by J.K Rowling is about a trio of friends who encounter a certain tasks of collecting and destroying Horcruxes to defeat Lord Voldermort. A movie adaptation has been made on the novel series."
"Finding Horcruxes…should tell Dumbledore about that." Harry murmured.
"It's ok Ron, this Rowling woman somehow came to know about our existence and wrote a damn book about it... But it looks like she earned a lifetime from it." Hermoine said.
"But how did she….?" Ron started.
"Know about us?" Harry completed his sentence.
"Yes"
"Guys, let's just read our fanfiction and see how creative our fans actually are!'' Hermoine squealed.
So, they opened the fanfictions and skimmed through it.
A/N: Hi! Please review! And forgive me if I just murdered you by my pathetic grammar mistakes. Please tell me how good or bad is this fanfic. Thanks!
Please also give me ideas of what you want our golden trio too read!