Chapter 2- The Fanfiction

A few hours later, Hermione came into the living room of the Burrow with a sheaf of parchment. She dumped it down on the card table where Ron and Harry were playing chess.

"Hermione, we were playing!" Ron whined.

"Too bad. Read it!" she demanded. Ron and Harry bent their heads over the parchment.

The Authors of Fanfiction

Written by Hermione Granger

GummyBear759 screamed as the belt whipped against her back. "Noo! Please, Harry, I'm sorry! Don't-"

Hermione, leaning over them, remarked, "She wrote that fiction about Harry being abused by his uncle."

"beat me! I didn't mean it."

Meanwhile, Malfoy was snogging Sweetheart2000. "C'mon, Muggle. You think I'm hot? I think so too! Kiss me. I'm not about to kiss an inferior Muggle like you."

Sweetheart2000 grimaced. "Malfoy, I'm sorry I made you snog Hermione!"

Malfoy smirked. "That Mudblood? You deserve this!"

Hermione smiled. "I didn't feel like writing Snape into it. I figured Malfoy was just as bad."

A long way away, Neville was trying to kiss ChrisLover#1. Blushing furiously, he put his lips near ChrisLover#1's mouth.

"EEEEEEEEEW! Like, Neville. Stop."

"Sorry ChrisLover#1. Hermione told me to. Apparently you turned her into a vampire and made her fall in love with me. And that crush is over." He turned even more crimson.

"What do you think?" Hermione asked eagerly as they finished the first page.

"Not very subtle is it?" Ron asked, trying not to snicker.

"Ron! Harry, what about you?"

"Errr . . ."

Hermione ran, sheaf of papers in hand.

"Think I should talk to her?" Ron asked Harry. He shrugged.

Ron hopped up the stairs two at a time. "Er, Hermione?"

Hermione swiveled in her chair to face him. "Ron! Look, I've started another. Look at this fiction; 'Harry groaned. The dreams-- they were so vivid. They hurt worse and worse. If only he could kill himself.' And then later, 'They found him on the floor, in a pool of his own blood.'" Turning around with sudden ferocity she asked, "How is that for subtlety?"

"Look Hermione, I'm sorry."

"It's alright; I can stand a little constructive criticism." With that, she bent over her parchment and began to write.

AN Hey this is fun. And remember, like Hermione, I can stand a little constructive criticism. And praise. Lots of praise.