FINAL DECISION
This fanfic is now labeled as DEAD. I received six protests, one flamer (out of twenty-something good reviews), and I have lost the ability to continue. I don't like flamers, and if the coward who insulted my writing wasn't anonymous I'd send him a VERY strongly worded E-mail. I'm planning to leave completley, but if I'm feeling more better, I'll post a new story later. If anybody reading this happens to know who anybody who flamed this is, make sure to give the bitch or bastard hell.
An Indignant
Phorpus C. Stone
Cartoonist/Ex-writer
--------------------In The Common Room-------------------------
Ron and Hermione were shocked at the news. Phorpus had cut off their fanfiction!
Ron said, "I didn't even fuck Hermione, yet!
"Yeah!", said Hermione, "we don't even know where Harry is!"
"Arrmobber ear!", said a muffled voice as Ginny took hold of his...
"Dickens! Now I don't know what's going to happen! This is horrible!", said Ron.
"Yeah, well. We're all leaving the castle now. Ron, make sure to turn off the lights when you go out."
"WHAT?! There's an infinite amount of light here!"
"Meh, we're the only two people here. So...wait a second, we're the ONLY people here!"
Ron was starting to get a little too excited for his own good, "I'll turn off the lights, readers can't see this. Not when the rating is only 'R'."
All the lights went out and ruffling of clothes were heard...then a lamp fell off of a table.
"Ow! Ron, what're you trying to do with my foot?"
A table crashed and the sound of wood splintering was heard.
"Wait, wait, I got it...no, wait...that's my toe."
"OW! Wrong hole, Ron!"
"Sorry! Sorry!"
-------------Three Hours of Moaning, Grinding, and Breaking Later---------------
"Wow...that was...", Hemione was cut short as Ron stepped up to the readers and said, "Thank you for your support and reviews, and if you still want more chapters, E-mail Phorpus, and he'll be glad to send you more. You can review by replying and shit."