And so it came to pass, that at that moment the assembled hordes of geek fandom, 2 billion strong across the globe cried out in anguish. But amongst them a small but devoted cadre of fan fiction writers had a sudden tingling in their nether regions that could only be surpassed by finally seeing the dual-canon piece where Kirk, Spock, Frodo and Samwise finally have that big gay orgy. The two camps would war and the planet would not survive.
Interesting, but it wouldn’t have worked. The thing is, as good a story as the HP series is, it isn’t all that complexly crafted. There is a friendship between hermione and harry, but she never really built any chemistry into it. I actually find the jealousy Ron experiences in Book 7 kind of problematic because there just isn’t enough there.
It’s not really “literary” it’s more “Hollywood.” There’s enough problems in that book as it is (it’s too long, and the CooleyHightFastTimeAtRidgemontHighAmericanGraffiti style “Where are they now?” ending is really dumb: http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/WhereAreTheyNowEpilogue)
That said, I could tell that she was feeling like she should have gone the other way. Once Ron leaves and Harry and Hermione decide to play LOTR for 200 pages (where they are lost in the woods) you can tell that if it hadn’t been a book written for 12 year olds there’d be some sex happening.
In other words, fair warning to any of my male friends. If the world is ending because the crazy megalomaniacal sorcerer who has been trying to kill us for the past six years has taken over, and you decide to throw a little hissy fit and abandon us in the woods… I’m fucking your girl.
Honestly, if we’re in the woods long enough, I’m not sure boys are safe either.
Are you sitting down? You might want to sit down. In an interview with Emma Watson, J.K. Rowling has admitted that she regrets pairing Hermione with Ron instead of Harry, chalking the Hermione/Ron marriage up to "a form of wish fulfillment."