Ron is missing

"Hey Hermione, Have you seen Ron lately? We have quidditch practice in five minutes," Harry said.

"No, I haven't seen Ron, but could you help me with this?" Hermione was still trying to knit hats and clothing for the house elves.

"No way, I'm going to ask George if he's seen Ron," Harry said.

"Okay, whatever," Hermione wasn't really listening. She was to busy concentrating on her what looked like a sweater with three arms.

"Hey, Parvati, do you know how to knit?" Hermione asked.

"Hey George, Have you seen Ron?" Harry asked.

"No, but if he's not here soon, Angelina will have his head when he does show up," George said.

"Arghh," Harry was getting frustrated.

"Hi Harry," Cho said.

"Hi," Harry didn't even know who he was talking to. He lookesd up.

"Oh, sorry Cho, it's just that I can't to seem to find Ron anywhere," Harry said, "You haven't seen him, have you?"

"Oh, um," Cho said, racking her brain, "Oh, I saw him in the library."

"Thanks," Harry called out as he race down seven flights of stairs 'til he got to the library. Why would Ron be in the library?, Harry asked himself.

When Harry got to the library, he found out ,by Ginny, Ron had left and went to the fifth floor corrider. He raced around some more, but he couldn't find Ron.

"Hey Sean, have you seen Ron?" Harry asked.

"Uh, yeah, transfiguration class, I think,"

While he was on his third trip back to the Great Hall, he thought he caught a glimps of red hair.

"Ron? Is that you?" Harry chased after Ron.

"Ron, wait up," Harry said as he stopped to catch his breath. Ron turned around. He wasn't Ron.

"Hey, you're Harry Potter!" The red-haired kid said.

"Yeah, sorry, I thought you were one of my friends. Er, who are you?" Harry asked.

"Clemence is my name and quidditch is my game," The red-haired kid said.

"Uh...," Harry said. He didn't know anyone named Clemence.

"Oh, uh, um..." Clemence said, "My mom works at the Ministry of Magic. I'm in third year. And... my dad works at the spellbook shop in Diagon Alley."

"Oh," Harry said. He still didn't know who this kid was. Oh well, That's not important. I still need to find Ron, Harry thought.

"Well, um, nice meeting you," Harry said.

"Good luck finding your friend Harry Potter," Clemence said waiting.

"Harry!" Angelina snapped, "Why weren't you and Ron at quidditch practice?"

"Sorry, but I couldn't find Ron," Harry said.

"Did you ever think that you could've come to quidditch practice and then look for Ron later?" Angelina yelled.

"Sorry, but I kind of lost track of time while I was looking for Ron," Harry protested.

"And... you... and him... I... oh Ron, I'm going to have your head!" Angelina fumed. She stalked away from Harry and the Great Hall

Not long after Angelina left, Hermione sat down.

"I finished two sweaters, three hats, and a scarf," Hermione said proudly, " So, did you find Ron yet?"

"No, I ran around everywhere, but I can't find him," Harry said.

"Hey Harry are you still looking for Ron?" It was Ginny.

"I can't find him, do you know where he is?" He asked.

"Yeah, I do know where Ron is," Ginny said, she sat down, "Ron's back at the burrow."

"He has spattergroit," She added when she saw Harry and Hermione's quizzical looks.

"So I wasted my whole afternoon looking for Ron when he wasn't here?" Harry asked.

"Yeah, I guess," Ginny said as Harry smacked his head on the table.

The End