A/N: Thanks for the reviews so far! You guys are great.

The format is a little different when the gang is reading the stories, just to make who says what a little clearer. Things in bold are the fanfic stories.

And on with the show....

With a POP and ZING, the computer buzzed, hummed, and came to life. As the glass screen brightly glowed, Ron and the twins took a few steps back.

"Wow...." they all mumbled in unison. Harry just laughed.

"What was that spell guys?"

"Uh? Oh it was just a little something..."

"...we cooked up last year..."

"...when we were trying to figure out..."

"...how to work that, what was that?"

"It was an AB player..."

"You mean a CD player?" Harry asked.

"Yeah, that CD player..."

"...that Dad brought home once."

"Wasn't sure if it would work..."

"...but apparently it did."

Ron was the first to step closer to it.

"So what do we do with it now Harry?"

"Why are you asking me? I've never used one."

"Yeah, but you've lived with someone who has, and that's closer than anything we've got."

"Yeah, Harry, give it a shot."

"You're not scared of it, are you Potter?"

"I'm not the one standing three metres away."

Embarrassed, Fred and George took a few steps closer. Harry walked over to the computer and began to examine it. He didn't have to look long before he noticed some words already on the screen.

"Hey, there's something here."

The three Weasley boys came closer.

"What is it?" asked Ron.

"I'm not sure. It's nothing I've ever seen before."

Fred pointed to the upper left corner of the screen.

"Fan fiction, period, net? What in Merlin's name is that?"

"Gulping gargoyles Harry! Look!"

Open-mouthed, Ron pointed to some words on the screen. No, not just words, a name.

Harry Potter (158092)

It was right between Hardy Boys and Hidden World, whatever they were.

"That's my name. Why is my name there? And what are those numbers?"

Ron thought hard, "Well, this site seems to be called 'Fan Fiction Net' so maybe you have lots of fans who are fictitious, who want to trap you in a net?"

"Yeah, I'm sure that's exactly it Ron."

"Can't wait to see his OWL results," Fred mumbled to George.

"What?"

"Nothing, Ron. I wonder if our names are written there."

"Yeah, Harry why don't you check that?"

"Okay."

Harry, mimicking what he had seen Dudley do, used the mouse and scrolled down to the bottom of the page. But, there were no Weasley's listed under the W's, nor were there any Arthur, Molly, Bill, Charlie, Fred, George, Ron, Ginny, or even Percy Weasley's listed individually. Another odd thing was that none of the boys recognized any of the other names either. Harry's was the only one that made any sort of sense to them, and even it's presence on this odd, Muggle contraption was confusing.

"Well, once again Harry, you've proved yourself to be undeniably unique, odd, and completely different from everybody else."

"Thanks, George."

"Hey, Harry! Move the mouse again, over your name."

"Why Ron?"

"Just do it."

So, Harry complied. As the little arrow on the screen moved on top of Harry's name. It transformed (or Transfigured as Ron put it) into a little hand.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Ron asked.

"I think that means you can click on whatever the hand is pointing on and it will take you to a different screen."

The Weasley boys exchanged more confused glances.

"Here, let me just show you."

Harry hit the mouse button and instantly, the screen changed. It still said "fan fiction, period, net" in the corner but now the columns of strange names were gone, replaced instead with a listing, of well, what were they?

"They look like book titles," Harry whispered, "and these must be the summaries for each of the books."

"Bloody hell, Harry look!"

"I'm already looking Ron."

"Dumbledore, Sirius, Snape, Hermione, Ginny, Lupin, You-Know-Who, me! We're in the summaries, too!" Ron cried out, moving is hand to different places on the screen every time he found a new name.

Harry turned to look at the Twins.

"What have you done?"

"It wasn't us!"

"We swear!"

"On Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes!"

"Our names are there too!"

And sure enough, they were.

"What is all this?"

"Well, let's find out."

And Harry randomly clicked on one of the titles.

It Can't Be True, But it is!

Author: HP4evaSnapeSoCool

Harry: "Is that person's name 'SnapeSoCool'?"

Ron: "If it is then they have some serious issues."

Once upon a time...

Ron: "They are stories!"

Twins: "Shut up, Ron."

...there was a beautiful woman named Lily Evans.

Harry: "This is really weird guys."

Fred: "Yeah, who'd have thought a beautiful woman could produce someone who looked like you! Ow! Sorry, Harry."

...and she was deeply, passionately, fervently, extraordinarily, emotionally, incredibly, exponentially....

George: "Is this going anywhere?"

Harry: "I think so. There are only a few adjectives left in the English language that they haven't in love with one man. A tall, dark, handsome, gorgeous, magnificent...

Fred: "Here we go again."

...brilliant man named...

Harry: "Let me think, James Potter?"

...Severus Snape.

All: "Ugh! Eww! Gross", etc.

She wasn't sure if it was his deep, black eyes...

Ron: "That bore gaping holes into your soul when you can't answer a question properly."

...his beautiful, silky, black hair...

George: "That has enough grease in it to cook Christmas dinner for the entire Weasley family."

Harry: "And that's really saying something."

...or the way he could command the presence of a room whenever he entered.

Harry: "Because they're afraid he's going to hex them for breathing. This story is absolutely ridiculous. There is no way my mum would have ever been attracted Snape."

One night, she couldn't hold back any longer. She had to have him.

Ron: "Have him what? Make a glamour potion for himself so that he's not so ugly and repulsive."

Harry: "I really don't like where this is going. Can we stop now?"

Twins: "Nope."

The Twins pushed Harry out of the way and took control of the computer, much to Harry's dismay.

It was the night before their graduation from Hogwarts. This would be her last night to express her true feelings to the man she truly loved. Silently, she crept out of her dormitory and to the large tree, where she knew Severus loved to sit at, at night.

Harry: "And get jinxed by my dad and Sirius."

Ron: "What?"

Harry: "Nothing."

"Severus," she whispered.

"Lily, I...what are you doing here?"

"I had to tell you. I love you!"

And Lily leapt into Severus' outstretched arms, kissing him passionately and tearing at his robes.

Fred: "Oi, Harry, your mom was one wild woman."

George: "Yeah I've never had a beautiful woman kiss me passionately and tear at my robes."

Ron: "That's not really saying that much, George...Ow! That hurt."

Harry: "This...no. It, can't. There are lots of Lily Evans' right? I mean, it's a really common name, isn't it?"

"But Lily, what about James? I thought you loved James Potter?"

Fred: "Nope, same Lily. Sorry Harry."

"Let's not think about James right now, Sevvie. All I want to think about is you."

Ron: "Sevvie?"

And that was the night Harry Potter was conceived.

THUD!

Twins: "Is he alright?"

Ron: "I think he's fainted. Heya, Harry! C'mon, wake up!"

Harry: "Please tell me it's over."

Twins: "Not quite."

But once Lily learned that the devilishly handsome Severus Snape was really a Death Eater, she could no longer stand to be with him, since she was so beautiful and pure, so instead, she married James Potter, gave birth to Harry, and no one knew the real truth of Harry's parentage, except Severus, who decided to hate Harry for the rest of his life since he felt James Potter stole Lily and his son from him, since James was also so devilishly handsome, but then changed his mind when Death Eaters attacked Harry at his home, and he was forced to go into hiding with Snape because conveniently,there was no one else who Harry could go with at the time, and then Harry learned the truth about who is father was, and he and his real father, Snape, learned to respect and love each other like father and son, Harry killed Voldemort, and they all lived happily ever after. With Harry marrying Hermione. The end.

"Wow. That is one really long run-on sentence," Ginny said.

"Ginny?!" The boys were stunned.

"Where'd you come from?" Ron asked his little, and only, sister.

"I heard a loud thud and I wanted to make sure everything is all right. So what are you guys reading anyway?"

"Lies. So many lies," Harry whispered to himself as Ron helped him into a chair.

"What?"

"Oh don't worry about him."

"He's still recovering from the shock..."

"...Of realizing who is father really is."

"Oh quit it you two."

"But, my parent's had graduated from Hogwarts over three years before I was born..."

"It was just a story. Hear that Harry? It...was...just...a... story."

Ginny was still understandably confused.

"Well, who wrote it?"

"Snape's personal fan club," snickered Fred.

Ron quickly filled Ginny in on the situation with the Com Pewter, the mysterious fan fiction period net, and the stories that had their names.

"Wow. Let's read another one."

"What?"

"Well, if we're going to figure out what this is, then we'll just have to read another story. You said there was bunch. Here let me pick."

"I reckon she's been hanging out with 'Mione too much," Ron whispered to Harry.

"Oh! Here's an interesting one."

"What's it about?" Harry asked, hoping that it didn't involve is mum disrobing any more potions professors.

"Well the summary says, 'Harry finds his true love. Will his friends accept the truth? (I suck at summaries, plz,' What's 'plz'?"

"I don't know, just keep reading."

Ginny shrugged and continued, "uhm, 'p l z r and r) HP/DM slash.' What's a slash?"

"Let's find out!" And George clicked on the story, before anyone had a chance to protest.

In our next episode: Will Harry survive the shock of discovering slash? Will any of the others? And when will Hermione show up?