FEEL THE HEAT!

The Allianator vs. The Sinsationator

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Keep in mind we were limited to 5 sentances each.

Also, we have a guest, or friend Elise, nick named, The Elite

Sinsationator: Hermione woke up with a start, and grabbed her husband Harry Potter's arm. "It's okay, Herms, it was a nightmare," Harry soothed her.

Allianator, angrily crosses out, and explains that we can't start with something HUGE like that and writes: Hermione was very upset all summer because Harry had died fighting Voldemort. Ron had tried to soothe her, but she could not be soothed.

S, says, "You contradicted yourself!" and crosses out angrily: Harry plopped onto the blue couch next to Hermione, they had been researching horcruxes all night, and they were ready to sleep. Ron had fallen asleep 1 hour or so ago, and Hermione looked at him drooling on the table in disgust, as she said, "Ronald, that's gross!" even if he couldn't hear her.

A: Ron woke up and sucked in his drool, "1897!" he screamed. Hermione said, "Ron, help us, you need to, for Harry, you know... and me."

S: Hermione grabbed Harry's hand gently and said, "C'mon, I think I have an idea about the locket horcrux," and led him out of the room, Ron following them. She browght Harry to a familiar looking room where he remembered cleaning the Black's junk with Sirius.

A: Hermione stole a look at Ron, she wanted him to see her as she gripped Harry's hand tighter. He had seen her and his ears were reddening and his eyes were turning red also, she smiled, he was jealous.

S: Ahh, Ron's not getting it. I don't like Ron that way, and my ways of showing him aren't working, Hermione thought frustrated.

A: 'But wait,' she thought, 'I don't like Harry that way either!' She let go of his hand instantly.

S: 'But maybe... I do like Harry, but, wait no, I can't!' But she didn't know for sure, all she knew was that she couldn't think about that right now, there was a horcrux to find, so she grabbed Harry's hand again and brought him towards the closet

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A: We're he-arrrgghh!" Hermione screamed as a dark figure emerged from the shadows and appeared to be – Lord Voldemort!

"I'll save you, Hermione!" Ron stood up and was blasted off his feet by a Stunning spell.

S: Harry ran over to Hermione and grabbed her by the waist and pulled her aside as she stood paralyzed by shock, pushed her against the wall behind him, and turned to face Volde–

"Riddikulus!" Harry yelled, and the Voldemort Boggart disappeared.

A: Hermione rushed over to Ron and started shaking him violently. "Wake up, wake up!" she pleaded. She planted a wet kiss on his lips, and he started to stir.

S: Hermione wiped her mouth quickly, and looked up anxiously towards Harry, who was looking at her with a strange expression, for the only reason she had kissed Ron was so that he'd wake up, because she knew he liked her, but she difinetly didn't like Ron back that way.

"Ron, now look, I didn't mean-" But Hermione stopped and saw Harry storming off, and she followed him, anxiously, for she had to tell him something, important, and that was that she like him, Harry, and not Ron.

A: She caught up to him and said, "Now, Harry–" but he interrupted her. "I don't 'love' you Hermione, and I never will... You're just a great friend. Why don't you go back to Ron, I'm sure he'd like it," he said, a smile playing on his lips for Harry knew that Hermione and Ron were meant to be. Hermione nodded and headed off thinking, 'Well, there are other guys to like... like Ron...'

S: Well, that would have been the easy way for Hermione, but no, she had to tell Harry, so she grabbed his arm, drew her breath and said, "I know you do, don't lie!"

Harry looked at her with watery eyes, pulled her close, and kissed on the lips, running his hands through her hair, and Hermione sighed into him and whispered, "I love you, Harry, not Ron, and I always will love you."

A: Hermione woke up from her dream and gagged. That was the weirdest nightmare she had ever had, especially the part where she kissed Harry, "Blech!"

The Elite enters the story here: She got up and slowly made her way down the hall through Sirius's house. Hermione walked into the room where her dream took place. She stopped, there was Ron, on the floor, just like in her dream.

"HOLY ST!" she said.