Hello and welcome one and all StarKid fans! And/ or AVPM and AVPS fans. It's 3: 02 and I've been up since writing this little story about the life at Hogwarts. This first chapter is kinda short, so I apologize for that.

I don't own any part of this play/ musical at all! StarKid does, not me! IM JUST AN ELEVEN YEAR OLD KID! Ha, just kidding, I'm fifteen... (What a loser, huh? :D)

Enjoy, pretties. And girls, if you don't review, I'll rip your perky little boobs off! JK. Ha, don't you just love Joe Walker? Aka, Voldemort and Umbridge? I would say something to the dudes, but come on, it's mostly us girls out their... But seriously if you're a guy reading this story, I think I love you...

Ron sat in Professor Snape's class. Nibbling away on a chocolate cupcake. He wasn't paying a bit of attention to his lesson like usual. He glanced up, looking at Hermione's frizzy hair blocking his view of Snape. He rolled his eyes, leaning forwards in his seat over the desk he shared with Harry, and tapped her of the shoulder as he threw his cupcake wrapper on the floor casually.

Hermione rolled her eyes. She did not like to be disturbed, especially when she's taking notes! She turned her head, her hair flying to her shoulder as she spotted Ron. Her heart flutters a bit. Ever since she met Ron she's had a very peculiar attraction towards him. She thanks Crookshankes every day for it- that is until he mysteriously disappeared- that he sneaked in Ron's bag. Sometimes Hermione even dreamed she was Crookshankes. Nibbling on Ron's underwear and browsing his belongings.

Was it his red hair? Certainly not. Was it his rude remarks? Hell no! Was it his odd appetite? God no. Was it his cute laugh? Or was it his crocked jaw? Or- or maybe it was his jealous remarks? She didn't quite know, but nor did she give a damn. She just wanted him, badly.

"Herman!" He shouted, making her snap back to his voice. Then she was reminded why she disliked every bone in his damn chubby body. He was bloody rude! "Would you mind controlling your hair? I can't see Snape's sexy robe."

Snape waved at Ron, running towards him and giving him a high five, followed by a quick, "Love you," before he ran back to the chalkboard, and explained more to the, strangely, ten kids in his class.

Hermione rolled her eyes, and looked at Harry. He seemed to be the only one who had SOME sane. "Harry?" She asked.

"Huh? Shit." He looked at her, wiping the drool from his mouth from staring dreamily at Cho, as were the other boys, and, Draco... "What Herman?" He asked rather rudely.

She gasped, "Aren't you going to talk to Ron about his rude behavior it isn't very nice." Ron rolled his eyes, taking out a Red Vine, but was shocked to see his bag empty.

"AHHH!" He yelled, standing, showing everyone his empty bag. "WHAT THE HELL!" He shouted.

"Oh my shit!" Harry yelled, standing, "F*ck no! This cannot be happening right now!" He shouted.

Hermione rolled her eyes. "You boys are over reacting. It's just a piece of candy. It isn't even that good."

Gasps filled the classroom. "That's absurd!" Snape pointed at Hermione, who was shocked. "You horrid, bitch! 400 points from Gyrifindor for Hermione's lack of encouragement, and her horrid taste in treats!"

"Why, she said she didn't even like Draco's drawings y'all that's just not right," Cho stated mater- of- factly, crossing her arms over her chest.

"Yeah, and I heard she had a crush on Umbrige!" Dean remarked, standing looking at Hermione disgustedly, "You little son of bitch."

Hermione gasped. She stood, followed by the rest of her class mates. "Guys, I don'-"

"SIT DOWN!" Snape yelled pointing at her chair. She sat, and the class grew silent. The only noise that was visible was Ron who was whimpering, holding his Red Vine bag close to his chest, rocking on the balls on his feet, and the occasional, "It's okay Ron, It's going to be alright." From Harry as he smoothed his back.

"H-how the hell can she not like Red Vines she's bitchin. She's a ass, that's what she is," Ron mutters under his sobs.

"Mr. Weasly, we will have Dumbledoor report to the scene with a new bag of Red Vines, and for you Miss Granger," Snape pointed at Hermione. "You have detention."

Hermione gasped. "What for? Ron's the one who yelled?"

"Yes, but he had a reason to."

Hermione rolled her eyes and placed her arms over her chest. "FML," She said silently to herself.

As the rest of Potions class ended, Dumbledoor approached Ron and Harry as Hermione stayed after class for her detention. "Ron! Oh dear dead God, here, here's your Red Vines."

Ron eagerly took them, and stuck about five in his mouth. Devouring the taste. "Use them well wise grasshopper." Dumbledoor remarked, and he skipped away, slapping Harry's ass as he did so.

Harry smirked, looking back at Dumbledoor as he dissaporated. "Man I love that guy-" but he stopped as he heard sobbing. Harry turned and spotted Ron whimpering.

"Ron- Ron, it's okay now. You have your Red Vines. It's bitchin now." He smirked.

"You don't understand, Harry. SHE F*CKING HATES RED VINES! How the hell can you hate a god damn Red Vine. They came from god himself. It was his first red treat! What the hell is wrong with that beast?"

"Come on, Ron. She's been through a lot, maybe she's acting this way because she likes you."

Ron pointed at Harry, "You take that back!"

"No!" Harry took a step back and nodded his head, "Yeah, maybe she likes you? Maybe she looooooves you?" He gasped. "Maybe- maybe, and this is a big maybe- maybe... she possibly likes you because you eat Red Vines? Maybe she likes Red Vines, but doesn't know how to say it because she likes you- and come on, you never tell ANYONE you like them because it makes you look like a douche!" He shrugged casually, "It's like Spider man, Ron. She's the evil bitch, and your Spider man 'cause Spider man is the best god damn super hero on the plant!"

Ron nodded, "You're right, Harry... But- but she can't possibly like me. I'm like..." he paused, looking in the distance, "I'm nothing like Spider man-"

"Ron don't say that!" Harry shouted.

"But I'm not!" He placed his hand on Harry's chest, soothing his nipples casually, "I'm not a hero, Harry. I'm just- just a sidekick. You're the hero. You defeated ugly, hideous, stupid Voldemort-" as Ron said Voldemort's name, Voldemort's voice came into view.

"Raw!" But everyone stayed normal as if it didn't happen.

"- When you were a tiny baby. And-and maybe, I'm just Harry Potter's dumb friend who loves Red Vines and is in love with... Hermione Granger..."

"Ron..." Harry placed his hand on Ron's shoulder, making Ron stop soothing Harry's nipple, "You are my sidekick, because I'm Harry frekin' Potter, and I'm a legend. But- but maybe you can make your own Super hero? Ron," Ron looked at him, a Red Vine hanging out his mouth. "Go make your own hero."

Ron hugged Harry. "Yes," he said evilly, letting go of his friend. He rubbed his hands together. "Yes, and I shall be called... Red Vine boy- no... Red Vine MAN!"

Harry nodded his head, and grabbed his friends shoulder. "Ron, you're my hero."

Why hello there. I find it quite swell you click my tiny story today, and it would be awesome if clicked the review button and told me whatcha thought of it? I worked on it super hard. My twin and I ran by some ideas on what to do, and she picked the creative title, I wrote the ideas and came up with them.

Well, I was re- watching the AVPM and AVPS musicals, and I noticed that there wasn't a lot of stories online, so, I wrote one to the hopes of your likings! It will/ might be a Ron and Hermione shipping though if you want another one feel free to ask. Don't be shy!

Hugs and butterfly kisses, Arillovesyou22.