The next morning

Sunny was so depressed out of her wits, and Draco drooling over her didn't help the matter.

Then sunny lightened up a little (aside the fact of Draco drooling over her, and Pansy glaring at her) she saw Duncan staring dreamily at Pansy, and Isadora gaging at Draco, with her mouth open in awe.

" Hey." Sunny whispered to herself, she had a plan maybe she would be able to keep her teeth after all.

Hermione came bursting into the hall holding someone's hand.

" I smell trouble." Said Klaus cautiously.

" No, you are like just smelling international quiditch player, VIKTOR KRUM!" Screamed Pavarti.

" Ahh..B.O." Replied Klaus peacefully.

"What does that stand for? asked Pavarti.

" Body odor." replied Klaus.

" Hi, everyone!" Exclaimed Hermione.

Everyone was beaming at Hermione, except Ron. Ron looked anything but happy- a term which means that some one is miserable, austere, hostile, vile, carnivorous, grim, ominous, teary and many other awful, awful things, now I can not explain how horrible Ron felt when Viktor Krum came into the great hall- do you know what I love? A basket of kittens, so if you had any sense of sensibility then you would put this story down, run the bookstore and buy a book about a basket of kittens- or even better go to a pet shop, purchase a basket of kittens for only $5 limited time offer, then you could burry this story in your backyard, and never miserable Ron felt, but on the other hand if you have no sense of humor then keep reading, because you will after you finish this dreadful, and may I say myself Hilarious tale, on the third hand ( if you have a third hand) you have a sense of humor you can choose to see what Ron does to Viktor Krum, and pee your pants, or you can go purchase a basket of kittens and never find out what happens, take my advice: READ IT, OR COUNT OLAF CHASE YOU UP A TREE- then Carmelita came and wacked Lemony Snicket over the head with a sledge hammer.

" MY PART'S COMING UP YOU CAKESNIFFER, DON'T MAKE THEM LEAVE!"

That was it, Ron had enough.

" I've had enough!" He bellowed into a microphone, he pulled out a gun, some people gasped.

Viktor pulled out his gun, some people awed.

" Of coarse you awe for him!" Shouted Ron annoyed.

Then a voice came over from the stands, it was, it was... GILDEROY LOCKHART!

" We're here from Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry, and let me tell you folks, there is an extremely exciting and unfortunate event going on today! World Wide international quiditch player, Viktor Krim and um.. Student- Lockhart walked up to Ron.

" What's your name, kid?"

" Ron Weasley." Replied Ron

"Best friend of the famous Harry Potter, John Cheasley trying to win the heart of this loverly girl!"

Lockhart turned to face Hermione, and direct her to the camera. Hermione blushed a deep, deep red, from the fact that Ron was trying to win her heart, to the fact that she was on T.V.

" Let the war of the worlds begin!"

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Ron tried to shoot the trigger, so did Viktor, their gun weren't loaded, they loaded their guns.

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" Hey, why are we using Guns" Asked Ron.

Viktor and Ron threw the guns aside, and reached for their pockets to get their wands.

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Battery dead.

" Forget it!" Screamed Ron, and charged at Viktor.

The two guys were fighting hours on end, when Viktor caught a glance at his true love, not Hermione but Violet.

They stared into each others eyes, and knew that there was a purpose in living.

They ran into each other arms, until their lips touched, they were the perfect couple.

" The winner is JOHN CHEASLEY?" Announced Lockart confused looking up from his issue of witch weekly.

Hermione looked at the person she had loved ever since that first night on the Hogwarts express, Ron did the same.

They ran into each others arms, until their lips touched, they were the perfect couple.

" BEATRICE!" wailing could be heard in the background, it was Lemony.

( everyone say it with me, AWWWW!)

" FIONA!" Wailed Klaus.

Everyone gave a little shrug, and went back to their breakfast.