This fanfic was requested by Black Dragon Valkyrie
Hermione sucked at romance. Everyone expected her to get together with Harry, someone crazy people thought that her smarts and Ron's dumbness would cancel each other out and make a cute couple. She had thought about online date but never tried it. Then she stumbled across Author's Corner. She started off by just reading, she then realised that there was only one good author, GiantFork.
One day, Hermione decided to try and write a story. She took the name J.K Rowling because it just seemed simple and classy. She started writing about Harry and then it kick-started. It started with five views and by Chapter Ten she had 100000 views and 75649 followers. Then she got a publishing deal. She was a billionaire and she didn't even have to use magic. Then she got a PM from GiantFork. They talked for days in a row. They exchanged phone numbers and emails. Then they decided to meet.
She was waiting in Starbucks for GiantFork, she laughed at his username, so ironic. Compared to his actually name, Triton, GiantFork seemed lame.
Triton was scrolling through Author's Corner, he had just updated Percy Jackson, his story. Then he came across her. J.K Rowling. Her story was amazing and he felt like she was practically one of the characters, maybe she was one of the golden trio, maybe Hanna Granger. When they both got a publishing deal he was amazed. Even though she made more money than him, he didn't care. He could have everything he wanted, everything except her. He loved her and accidently made a mini Tornado when she said that they should met.
He was late for their meeting, he ran round the corner and hoped into the store. He thought that he saw her in the corner, reading a book. He bought a coffee and then walked up to the girl. She was a looking for someone.
"Hello. Is it me your looking for?" He could see it in her eyes, he could see it in her smile. This was the girl, she is was he ever wanted.
"Triton?"
"Hermione?"
"How are you?"
"I'm good. You?"
"I'm sorry," Hermione said, "I suck at small talk. How about we carry on our conversation for A.C."
"Deal." The two talked and talked until the Starbucks closed. They walked around the city of London, parting ways at a library.
Three years later, there was convention for authors. Hermione couldn't go as she was sick. Stephanie Meyer was there, bragging about Twilights 'success'.
"What gave you the idea for Twilight," an interviewer asked Stephanie.
"Well the Writing God sent me down."
Triton laughed way to hard, out loud.
"What's funny, Triton?" Stephanie glared at him.
"Nothing. I just, don't remember my wife sending you." Stephanie looked shocked and Triton had to get escorted out because he was laughing so hard.
The funny thing is that his wife really was the Writing God, Her Lady Hermione Triton.
And he loved her enough to give HER the title of Writing God and go through Tartarus to let Athena give up the title of Writing God.
This song for this one shot is Hello (Lionel Richie not Adele).
By the way, I forgot to mention that I am trying to update every day because I have no homework (exam week procrastinating) and then I have half-term. I have one more request after this so I am going to move on to The Blossom Tree and The Elementals. I will do the same ship again for a different fanfic if you want.
Sorry for the short chapter.
