You'll Always Be Mine
*Disclaimer* AS much as i'd love it, the harry potter world is not mine, but it is JKr's

A/N: please review!
Chapter One
"What do we have next, mate?" Ron asked Harry as they left the dungeon.
"Care of Magical Creatures with the Hufflepuffs" The beginning of the year had been slow. Hopefully some time out on the grounds with Hagrid would ease the boatload of homework already piling up. The sky was cloudy and it was slightly raining, but it was cooling instead of annoying.
"Ello class. We'll be goin' down to the lake to find some water creatures. They like to come up to the surface when it's damp like this. I'll be pairin' ya up, and ya hafta sketch one you see. Harry 'n Hermione, Ron 'n Mitzy, Lavender 'n Parvati..." Hagrid continued on. Ron glanced at Harry, who gave him a sympathetic look. Ron had no idea who Mitzy was, so he was assuming she was a Hufflepuff. Sure enough, he heard a small but confident voice behind him.
"You're Ron, right?" Ron turned around. Standing behind him was a girl he was sure he'd seen before. Her hair was long, strawberry blond, and framed her freckled face perfectly. The wind blew her hair and knocked a strand in front of her strikingly sea green eyes. She brushed it back behind her ear and looked up expectantly at him. She wasn't short, but significantly shorter than he was. Then he realized she was waiting for an answer.
"Uh, yeah." He said stupidly.
"Well, let's get a move on before all the good creatures are gone." She folded her arms across her chest and strode away. Ron watched her leave, her muscular legs moving swiftly. He slowly moved his eyes up her figure, taking in every detail. She was thin, but muscular. He realized she was the beater on the Hufflepuff Quidditch team. That would explain the attitude. She turned around, noticed him looking at her, beckoned him to come, then jogged off to the lake.
When he finally caught up, she was kneeling down by the water's edge. Her robes were set on a big rock near the path, and her trainers were in the sand. He took off his robes and laid them next to hers, but kept his shoes on. He slowly walked over to her and knelt down next to her. Her fingers were in the water and little fish were swimming around them. She glanced up at him with a dazzling smile and an evident sparkle in her eye, then grabbed one of the fish in her bare hands as quickly as she could. She should be seeker, not beater, Ron thought as her slim fingers pried his open and set the struggling fish in his palm.
"Don't let go." She said tauntingly. He just nodded, to amazed by the sweet sound of her voice.
Mitzy jumped up, grabbed his other hand, and pulled him along so suddenly he almost dropped the fish. He followed her around the edge of the lake away from the brunt of the class and to some bushes. She held out her hand and he gently placed the fish in her hand. It flopped around in her palm a few times, then went still with not even the gills moving. Mitzy just stared. Ron looked at her face and saw a tear roll down her cheek.
"I'm sorry, little fish. I'm sorry you had to die like this." She whispered. Then in a single fluid motion, threw the fish over the lake. One giant tentacle snapped out of the water and grabbed the little fish. Ron started scribbling a picture into his notebook.
"Aren't you going to draw that?" He asked.
"My memory's good enough. I'll draw it when I get back." Ron stared at her in wonder, then noticed the tears still slowly leaking from her eyes. He glanced over at the other side of the lake. The class was so far away they didn't notice the giant squid, or Ron and his weeping partner, so he took his chances. First he put his hand on her arm. When she didn't shy away, he awkwardly put his arms around her. She buried her face into his chest and didn't make a sound. A few minutes later she pulled back.
"I'm sorry you had to see me like this. And when we just met, too." She said, more strength building in her voice.
"It's fine. You've made a wonderful first impression." Ron was proud of his word choice.
"Was that sarcasm?" She said, her eyebrows furrowing up on her forehead. It was kind of cute.
"Of course not." Then they saw Hagrid rounding up the class, and they ran back to put their robes back on.