Once again Harry and Hermione had been invited over to Ron's for the summer. The Dursley's didn't stop Harry this time as they were glad to be rid of him since the things that had happened in previous years when they had tried anything.

This time it would be different though. Hermione had made the decision that instead she would go to Australia along with her parents first, and then for the last few weeks stay at the Weasley's, seeing as she hadn't seen her parents in ages because she had decided to stay at school for Christmas in the 5th year.

2 weeks before the summer holidays they had all agreed to this but strangely Ron was starting to feel an urge of disappointed even though he would normally not have minded. What was even stranger was the fact that he could not work out why. At first he had tried to forget them and been happy, then sad but then joyful once more. The feelings had crept up on him all day until he left the last day and still longer. The train was now chugging along and Ron had been over and over and over this in his head silently staring out of the window. Harry and Hermione were with him too in the stuffy compartment and felt very uncomfortable that he was not speaking. A while later people had come in and out for various reasons and still Ron only muttered the occasional words if he had to speak to anyone.

Minutes went by and Hermione started to get irritated; trying not to show any annoyance in her voice she gently said "Ron what's wrong?" you've been acting weird for…I duno how long but a really long time and we're kind of worried now." The way Hermione showed concern about him gave him an odd warm feeling inside but he had to hide it. "Erm no I'm ok it's just umm nothing I'm errrr hungry let's wait for the trolley lady, in fact I'll go and find her right now myself!" and hurriedly moving out of the carriage he went off for a walk down the corridor of the train without looking back while Harry and Hermione exchanged glances of confusion. Oh no he thought to himself why, why, why did I have to do that! Now they're all suspicious and...ARRRGGHHHH! Gosh what am I doing? I'm killing myself I-I-I'm just so bloody confused! Another few minutes after a whole argument with his thoughts he trudged off and found a stuffy but empty carriage. He lay down quietly trying to relax and clear his head. The trolley lady came along to his carriage, however he turned it away.

Ron had grown quite tall throughout the year, lanky but in a gangly sort of way and lying down on the small sofa like seat felt strange. Luckily for him no-one seemed to notice and no-one seemed to go by.

An hour since they had been on the train and Ron wondered if the others were looking for him. He got up to open a window but unfortunately this was a big mistake. Malfoy was walking past with his cronies following behind. He tried to duck down quickly, but instead he fell hard to the floor; so it didn't work after all and Malfoy just slid the doors open and burst into a fit of laughter. When he stopped he said "Oh we were looking for you, have potty and the mudblood gotten bored of the weasel all ready?" All of them laughed cruelly at him. He really didn't need this right now the last thing he wanted so standing up he said "Get lost Malfoy!" pulling out his wand. "Ooooo the ikkle weasel wants a fight does he? Well then-" he was about to reach for his wand too but a prefect walked over with a dissatisfied look about him. Ron immediately put his wand back as Malfoy ran as fast as his legs carried him back to his own carriage. His friends followed suit. "What was going on here?" enquired the prefect. "Ummm nothing we were ummm just pretending." Ron replied reluctantly.

He walked away back to the first carriage he was in and found Hermione and Harry talking in low voices with each other when he slid the doors open. Ron lied to them saying that he didn't feel well and had to be sick which led to him flipping out like that. After this (not believing him) they all sat quietly together, sipped their cold drinks and left Ron alone with his thoughts for the next few hours.

The train pulled to a halt and grabbing their suitcases the trio all stepped off the train together out into the hot summer breeze that whipped against their faces and the sweet flowery scent in the air along with the rest of the students. Saying their last 'goodbyes' they made their way to their families (Harry couldn't because the Dursleys refused to go anywhere near the wizarding world) and once again, carefully stepped through the wall which led back to Kings Cross train station.

"Erm……hi" Harry said to the Dursleys while they helped out with some of his luggage. They didn't respond but Harry wasn't surprised at this, being used to the reaction he shrugged it off. However, moving out of the station Harry felt something was wrong.

"Where's Dudley?" he asked curiously.

After bidding farewell to Ron and Hermione while they departed from platform 9¾ with their families, nearing the car Harry realized that Dudley wasn't with them. At this Uncle Vernon drew himself up proudly and speaking for the first time announced "Dudley has been selected for a summer camp that does boxing with professional training; they will compete in the England kid's squad, something I highly doubt you would ever achieve."

Harry raised his eyebrows and had to stifle a snigger and aunt Petunia burst into tears. "There, there Petunia he'll be back soon…." Uncle Vernon trailed off as they loaded Harry's luggage into the boot of the car.

"Oh before I forget, you do know I'm staying at Ron's again for the summer?" An angry grunt was all that followed but Aunt Petunia carried on sobbing about her 'Diddums.' Finally slamming the boot the Dursley's drove Harry home, shortly after an argument about a present that Harry really wanted to get for Ron for his birthday. It was a muggle item called an ipod nano, which played music, however Uncle Vernon refused to such an idea of spending so much money on one of Harry's 'weird friends' as he liked to call them. As a result, on the way, they decided not to talk.

Pulling into the drive Aunt Petunia finally stopped crying, although she had still taken up a whole tissue box sniffing and sniveling. Uncle Vernon opened the door and Harry had to take all his stuff out by himself, pack any extra things he might need seeing as he was leaving in a few days time and eventually stay out of Mr. and Mrs. Dusrley's way. He achieved this by taking a stroll round the block of Privet Drive. Walking peacefully he was thinking about his sad life even though he had done this so many times before and never seemed to come up with a conclusion as to why nothing ever seemed to change. Why did his parents have to die? Why did Voldermort have to be so strong? Why did Dumbledore seem to understand him completely yet not understand him at all? Why did the Durleys have to be so cruel to him even if Aunt Pentunia was jealous of his mum? Why, why, why was all he could think about and all he could wonder about right now. He never found an answer and if he did it would be more upsetting and confusing than the last problem. Trying to simply take his mind off things he decided to try and think of nothing. He had never really tried it before because he knew that it wouldn't work seeing as nothing else in his life ever worked. Sitting on the park bench he tried and tried but still nothing came of it. Thoughts and feelings would somehow creep through to his mind and memory. This clearly didn't help but unfortunately he didn't know what else to do.

Meanwhile in the Burow they were getting things sorted for Harry's stay. Ron wasn't doing much to help though. Even with Mrs. Weasley nagging and nagging him he still sat in his room once again staring at the wall. Why am I feeling like this? He thought to himself. It's crazy! We've never liked each other –

Suddenly he was cut off from his train of thought by a loud CRACK and Fred and George appeared in front of him. Great just what I need right now!

"I swear you're not allowed to apparate outside of school and go away!"

"Oh you're such a joker little brother" Fred replied.

"You can't apparate in school so what's the point of not apparating while you have the chance?" said George. "Don't worry you will too someday and why are you so moody?" George asked suspiciously.

"Yeah there's no need to get so irritated mum told us to come up."

"Can you guys just leave me alo-"

But just then to top it all off Ginny walked in aswell. "Mum sent me..." she paused as she noticed Ron looking glum and irritated. "You alright?" She asked uncertainly. "Yes I'm fine, so can everyone just stop it and go away and leave me on my own!" Shouted Ron and he stormed out.

"Why is he being like this all of a sudden?"

"He wouldn't normally do this"

"Dunno, he's being really weird," They all mused one after the other. There was a long pause.

"Ummm well I guess someone needs to sort out the beds then," said Ginny making a start. "Still though, I wanna know what's giving him these mood swings."

"Mood swings? Ron?" Said Fred surprised.

"Yeah, it's actually been going on for two weeks now at least. One minute he's being normal and happy, but the next he's all moody and quiet or angry for no reason. And then he just mutters if you ask him something.

"Well it will pass…won't it...most likely," murmured Fred again.

"Er…Care to make this interesting?" George grinned at Fred and Fred grinned back

"You guys! You're so cruel! You can't bet on someone else's misfortune, let alone your own brother's."

"Come on Gin, you know you just wan' to be in on the whole money making as well and it's only a bit of fun. Anyway misfortune my foot. It's nothing important...come on its Ron and Ron doesn't have important stuff to worry about. I bet he's only upset because he couldn't pull a girl this year or something."

"Or he's just moaning about life which is perfectly normal, except that he isn't being normal" Fred suggested confusing himself; unsure about this statement.

"Actually I'm being serious I really think something's up…I mean if it is a girl it isn't just anyone from Hogwarts like Lavender or someone; I'm only saying that it's definitely someone really close or important to him, but then again……." And with that Ginny trailed off deep in thought.

Hi people! This is my very first story on here and I published it but then wanted to change a few things, so encouraging comments please and tell me what you think! Hope you liked it. Sorry if there are spelling mistakes and I tried not to make it too ooc.