The Trio won by a landslide. So without further ado, let the crackshipping begin!

Ron snatched the computer from Harry.

"I will take my revenge!"

"Ron, you wouldn't know good revenge if it bit you on the ass. Give," said Hermione imperiously. Ron handed it over meekly.

After a moment of looking at the computer, a slow smile toasted Hermione's features. Harry squeaked slightly. Ron smirked.

"My bloody brilliant girlfriend will make you pay," said Ron, kissing Hermione's cheek.

"Wait, guys?" said Hermione. "I just found something else, and I'm morbidly curious as to what it's about."

"What?" asked Ron.

"It's called Three's Company," said Hermione, gulping. "And it's featuring all three of us. I'm really, really curious, but at the same time, really, really repulsed."

"Try it," said Harry. "How bad could it possibly be?"

As it turned out, very, very bad.

Harry strode purposefully up to Ron's bedroom. He knew he might get an eyeful of Hermione that he didn't want to see. Well, he did want to see. He wanted to see them both.

"WHAT?" exploded Harry. "This is ridiculous! Since when have I ever 'strode purposely' anywhere?"

Hermione gulped and kept reading.

He barged in, and, as expected, Ron and Hermione were quickly progressing to third base. Harry couldn't help but watch.

"Perv."

"Shut up, Won-Won." retorted Harry.

They jumped apart, staring at him.

"Hi guys. I need to tell you something," Harry said, sitting down. Hermione pulled her shirt on.

"Okay, I know this will sound weird"

"Try creepy," Ron mumbled.

"but I fancy you guys," said Harry in one breath.

"Fancy that," said Ron, a huge grin settling over his features as he looked at Hermione.

"What?"

"Before we snogged, we were talking about how nice it would be, to, you know-" started Hermione.

"Never," said Ron.

"I can barely stomach snogging just one of you!" cried Hermione.

"Hey!"

"Threesome?" interrupted Harry.

Ron and Hermione nodded vigorously.

Ron let out a small strangled shriek.

The rest of the afternoon was a complete porn-fest

"Hang on, what? It goes from terrible to nauseating that fast?" asked Harry, face green.

which may or may not have involved Hermione's big ginger cat.

Hermione screamed and ran for the bathroom.

Harry and Ron were right behind her.

IMPORTANT NOTE

Any comments voting for both ships will be disregarded, as will requests to do two fake fics in one chapter. However, new crackship requests are always welcome! Next voting ships below.

Okay, okay, I know it's short, don't kill me! I totally forgot about this fanfiction for a couple of days 'cause I was working on another story (it's called Fixing James... I'm a fast updater... it's funny... *nudge nudge* GO FUCKING READ IT ALREADY) and since I like to keep promises, I had to rush. I hope it's all right. And now you have the power to choose between...

*drumroll*

Hermione/Dobby or Ron/Molly!