-"Here we are, back on the Hogwarts Express to complete another year."

Said Harry with no enthusiasm in his voice. He had been sitting across from Ron Weasley and Lavender Brown, watching them snog the most of the train ride. It has been a difficult task trying to avert Ron's attention from Lavender's lips. Harry cleared his throat loudly; maybe too loud causing Lavender to part her lips from Ron's and give him a devilish glare.

-"Honestly Harry, you could just leave. No one's forcing you to stay and watch me and Ron snog the entire train ride. Don't you have some-"

-"Some girl to snog? No, not really." Replied Harry sarcastically, "And for the record, you interrupted me and Ron by barging in here un-invited."

Lavender was ready to argue back but Ron stopped her by putting his hand on her forearm.

-"Lav, listen why don't you go ahead back with Parvati and Romilda, I'll see you tonight alright?"

Ron ran his fingers along Lavender's jaw line giving her his signature half smirk. Lavender sighed ending it with a smile.

-"Alright baby, I'll see you tonight."

Lavender leaned into Ron and licked his bottom lip causing Ron to shiver slightly.

-"Bye my won-won."

With that Lavender rose from the seat and headed to the door, sure to turn back to blow Ron a kiss and give Harry a scowl. Harry sighed in relief turning his gaze to Ron. Ron has become a brand new person in a matter of a year. Ron has slept with more girls than Harry can count on one hand, and he was almost on Draco Malfoy's level. Harry shook his head at Ron…

-"What's that for Harry? I can't snog a girl?" said Ron defensively.

-"No, it's just that your ALWAYS with a new girl almost EVERY DAY, you can't keep your dick in your pants at all."

-"It sounds to me you're a little jealous Harry."

-What?! Ron, you're crazy I'm-"

-"You are Harry! Just because I'm good with women doesn't mean you have to be so angry every time you see me with a girl."

Ron's frustration with Harry's constant complaints about his sex life has been going on ever since Harry found out from Seagmus that Ron slept with Cho Chang back in sixth year. Harry had told Ron he wasn't upset, because he and Cho were over, but Ron knew Harry; that was a lie. Ron had always lived in Harry's shadows, always known as the friend of the boy-who-lived, like he was his side kick. Harry got up to sit next to Ron, trying to calm himself so the situation won't get out of hand.

-"Look Ron, I'm not jealous of your special talent, I'm upset because it seems as if your trying to throw it in my face that your this big player."

-"I can't help the fact that half the girls in Hogwarts want to shag me Harry… no scratch that EVERYGIRL… but if it helps, I won't rub it in your face anymore."

Harry knew Ron wasn't going to remember, because he will shag another girl, then Harry won't hear the end of it. Harry moved back to his seat across from Ron, gazing out the window at the many hill sides passing by. Ron got up from his seat to leave the compartment.

-"I'm going to check the hallways for Prefect Duty; I'll see you when I get back Harry."

Said Ron opening the compartment door to leave. Harry ignored Ron, which caused Ron's frustration with him to increase. Ron walked along the corridor peering into compartments to make sure everyone was okay. Before Ron could stop himself he crashed into someone, falling to the floor on his back. Cursing whoever did this to him, Ron rose from the floor quickly rubbing his back. Ron looked down at the floor and saw a girl with big-wild curls covering her face, a Hogwarts robe and under that a pair of high-waisted hip hugging jeans, and a t-shirt with a funny looking cartoon character on it.

-"Hey, let me help you up, I'm sorry I wasn't paying attention."

Ron put out his hand to help the young witch off the ground. Her curls were still in her eyes exposing only her small button nose and plump glossy lips. When she finally stood up, her eyes met Ron's and the entire atmosphere shifted.

-"Oh, I should have known it would be you… Hermione." Said Ron with obvious annoyance.

-"And it's YOU Ron Weasley." Replied Hermione with the same tone, holding her head high in a defiant manner.

-"Still keeping your nose in a book these days? There isn't anything else that interests you?"

Ron had his half smirk playing across his lips as he witnessed Hermione's angry face.

-"Still sticking your dick in every girl that comes your way?" said Hermione through gritted teeth.

-"Now that you mentioned it, yes I have." Ron said leaning closer to Hermione towering over her. He could smell her scent and it was as if he could feel her heart racing. Hermione stepped back picking up her book from the floor turning to leave. Ron grabbed her arm causing her to turn back giving him a murderous glare.

"-Listen Hermione, we haven't talked much since 3rd year after what happened. This is our last year, maybe we shouldn't argue every time we see each other. Just… accept that I'm irresistible, and playing hard to get isn't paying off much for you."

-"Oh SCREW YOU Weasley! I shouldn't have been so curious to follow after you and Harry first year almost getting myself KILLED, then on top of that I was petrified in my second year, AND to top it all off following after Sirius Black! My parents almost threw a fit, so the best thing to do was to separate myself from you and Harry…"

Hermione missed spending time with Harry and Ron, but she couldn't risk getting into trouble having her parents worried. Ron obviously felt hurt by that and their relationship went from being friendly to resenting each other. Now Hermione had two male enemies; Draco Malfoy and Ron Weasley. Harry and Hermione are still friendly at least, just through school. Hermione released Ron's grip on her arm turning to leave. Ron stared at her descending down the corridor before turning to finish his patrolling.

Hermione settled back in her head girl compartment to read before they arrive at Hogwarts. She sat down pondering on what just happened, thinking of how Ron had wanted to squash the tension between them. She remembered Ron as this awkward, skinny, big-footed third year following after Harry. When Hermione first laid eyes on him, she couldn't have met the perfect guy. Ron was adorable with his freckles and ginger hair, bright blue eyes and the most wonderful smile Hermione had ever seen. As Hermione sat remembering the old days, a smile played across her lips and her heart began to warm. But, only if that could last as she was pushed back to the present, now seeing Ron as this tall, lean, seventeen year old with masculine features as if he were a male model. His blue eyes became the exact color of the ocean; his hair became a darker shade of ginger, complementing the freckles that lined his cheeks, nose, and ears. His smile; oh how he mastered that alluring half smirk; Draco Malfoy had competition. But, no matter how much Ron has grown to be a very appealing wizard, it still didn't change the fact that he was known as "The Gryffindor Sex King" to most of the witches in Hogwarts… no scratch that ALL THE GIRLS. Hermione scrunched her face up in disgust at how much Ron belittles himself… if only he could just settle down with a nice young witch and put all of his player ways aside. Hermione noticed from her side view that the Hogwarts Express was pulling into Hogsmead. Hermione quickly rose, gathering up her book heading to escort the students to school.