Edited October 6th, 2008

… Murtagh pwns 8)

Ronald Bilius Weasley was glaring at the computer screen.

Well, there could be plenty of reasons as to why he was doing that. First off, Ron had been raised as a normal pureblooded wizard. He had never really used a computer before. So perhaps he was annoyed at said computer for not cooperating with him the way he wanted it to.

Then there was the second reason. He could be angry at something that had nothing to do with the computer. He could be angry at, say, Ginny, and was taking his anger out on the computer by glaring at it. (He somehow had a foreboding feeling that if he bashed the computer screen in, Hermione would not be very pleased.)

The third reason, however, was the correct one—Ron was glaring at the computer screen because of something the computer screen said.

Harry, Hermione, and Ginny had left the computer in favor of thinking up plans and wondering where the next Horcrux could be. Ron felt a bit guilty abandoning them in favor of the bloody uncooperative Muggle contraption he was currently in the process of glaring at, but he had to see exactly what his friends had been gawking at. And he did not want to browse the fanfiction website, as Hermione had called it, with his fellow friends-slash-Horcrux-hunters breathing down his back.

Ron had been clumsily moving the mouse for the past fifteen minutes, trying to get it to go where he wanted it to and secretly wondering why it was called a mouse, when it so clearly looked nothing like the small furry rodent it was named after, and if there were more than one of these computer mouse things, would they be called mouses or mice? Computer mice sounded funny, but then again, so did computer mouses.

And now Ron was angry because he had accidentally clicked on a story that had a very disturbing summary and he had accidentally read a little of it. He would never get the hang of the bloody mouse thing.

Summary: One day in fifth year Ron has to serve detention… with Pansy Parkinson! However, as the detention progresses, feelings blossom and a relationship blooms… Ron x Pansy

Ron had felt sick at it. He had been moving the rolling thing on the mouse, and to his great horror had caught a glimpse of some of the words in the story.

"Oh, Ronnie," Pansy crooned, batting her eyelashes at him, "I like you too. I just dated Draco because Father told me to."

They leaned closer and closer until their faces were almost touching, and Ron leaned in to kiss the girl he had never known he had loved until just then…

At this point Ron had become quite nauseated and, with a yelp, pressed a random button on the keyboard. Luckily for him, it was the back button, and Ron spent the next two minutes trying to erase the horrible memory from his mind.

Then he had been brave enough to venture back into the story, after some trouble of figuring out how to get back. He pressed the button he had just pressed before (the back button) but somehow that took him to a completely different page. After struggling for some time, feeling quite foolish, Ron realized he just had to click on the story title.

Unfortunately, he used the right button on the mouse (instead of the left one) and spent another minute wondering how to get rid of the small box with strange words in it that had popped up.

But Ron had managed to get back. He clicked on "Reviews," hoping the reviewers of the story would have enough sense to knock some of their own (sense) into the author of this travesty of a story.

But the reviewers of "Forbidden Love" (the title of the story) were not much better than the reviewers of the people who had reviewed the ridiculous time travel story the Golden Quartet had wrote earlier that week.

OMG lyk who would of thot ron rlly lkd pansy?? Dis is great u have 2 update!!

Ron could hardly understand what the reviewer was trying to communicate—he or she (probably she) had the most atrocious spelling Ron had ever seen that would probably make Hermione faint or something—but he could tell it was complimentary.

This was terrific. I loved your descriptions and the way you write, and the plot is just a tad bit unbelievable (we all know it'll be Ron and Hermione in canon), but it's pretty good. Update soon please!

This had made Ron quickly click on the reviewer's pen name, hoping to hear more. Ron and Hermione? Yes, that was good, Ron thought. Even if he would never admit it to anyone, and even though he had no idea what canon was.

The author—RHandHG4eva—had a large number of stories written. Ron saw a few with summaries like these:

Sk8r Boi

He wanted her. She'd never tell. But secretly she wanted him as well. Sk8r Boi, Avril Lavigne RHr, oneshot. Written for my friend Iluvpadfoot3349's challenge.

Enough With the SPEW

Guess who's tired of trying to help someone free elves? RHr, oneshot, Fluff! R&R!

Sleep on It

She's trying to persuade him to accept her again, despite the danger of Voldemort…at one in the morning in his dormitory… HG, oneshot R&R please!

Ron, being rather thick sometimes, didn't focus on the hidden meaning behind this M rated fic and zoomed in on the "HG." Those were Hermione's initials, Hermione Granger! Perhaps this story was about her. He knew he was a bit obsessed, but he couldn't help it.

She slowly crept up to the sixth-year boys' dormitory room, knowing that if someone unwanted woke up and caught her there—namely her ex-boyfriend, her brother, or a teacher (like McGonagall)—she would be in a lot of trouble. More than just a lot of trouble. But she didn't care. She needed to get him to understand that she didn't. Bloody. Care. About Voldemort, she meant.

Ron had to admit, he was a bit confused by it all. Where was the mention of Hermione? Wasn't this story supposed to be about her? He scrolled down the page a bit.

She slowly slid open the door.

She knew Seamus Finnigan slept there, and Neville Longbottom over there. There was Dean Thomas, Ron Weasley… and him. Harry Potter.

Hermione was visiting Harry at one in the morning?

That didn't make sense though. Ron knew Hermione didn't have a brother. She was an only child. And Viktor Krum (Ron scowled a little at the thought of the famous Bulgarian Quidditch player) didn't go to Hogwarts. He kept reading.

He was lying facing to the side, his black hair strewn over his sweaty forehead, where his scar was. She knelt over him and crawled into his bed.

Harry woke up and squinted at the intruder through sleepy eyes, his eyesight blurred by the lack of glasses.

"Ginny?" he murmured groggily.

Ron froze. Every single cell in his brain was screaming, Turn away from the computer! Go to a different page! Now!

But for some strange reason, an invisible force was compelling him to keep reading. Even worse, the said strange same invisible force made a frozen, shocked, disgusted Ron scroll down the page even more, ignoring the conversation the story-Harry and story-Ginny were having. He was now at a… er… rather… inappropriate part?

Ron was finally able to resist the strange force that had compelled him to continue reading and shut down the browser window. He felt sick, and was sure that his mind was dirtied for life now. He did not need to read about his best mate and his only little sister doing… doing that!

Ron was no longer angry at the computer for not working the way he wanted it to. He despised that bloody Muggle thing with the non-furry, non-alive mouse for exposing him to such material. He was now so shocked, disgusted, and almost scared, he felt sure the computer had been possessing him, forcing him to read the story.

Ron most likely would have pulled out his wand and blown apart the computer if Harry, Hermione, and Ginny had not just walked through the door at that exact moment.

A/N: Haha. So that's chapter four. Once again, I apologize for the extremely long wait (a few months), and I promise I'm back on fanfiction again! You people must've given up hope of me ever updating / Sorry!

Oh, and the chapter title's called "Horrors of All Kinds" because, you know… Horror One: Stupid computer won't work. Horror Two: The Pansy/Ron fanfic (I had fun doing that. Ron's reaction, I mean. XD) Horror Three: The Harry/Ginny fanfic. I feel bad for Ron. Haha.

Please review!

-xAndromedaBlackx-