A/N: I wouldn't like flames on my first chapter but you guys can just go ahead. For those of you who don't like slashy stories, your in luck because this isn't one of them. I hope that you enjoy this 'cause if you don't then stop reading it. Oh, and I know my spelling sucks. If you know the correct spelling please let me know. I'd appreciate it.

"Look Ron, I'm sorry that you are being left back while we go off to find jobs, but I'm sure that if Dumbledore thinks that you should review your seventh year then he must be right." Hermione suggested.

"Yeah sure. I'm sure that Dumbledore's correct that I'm a complete idiot who can't do anything right." Ron responded.

"Think of it this way. One, you get to play quittech for another year, and two you know exactly when and what the tests and quizzes are going to be like." Hermoine said.

"And what about Snape. He'll never let me live this down. And my Mum and Dad. Their so 'disappointed' in me. And what about a career. It's sure gonna look good that I attended Hogwarts... for eight years!!" Ron yelled.

"Look Ron you have to go. Don't want to miss your train." Harry stated.

"Yeah whatever. I'll see you guys when I graduate... If I graduate." Ron mumbled under his breath.

Ron entered the train. walking down past the compartments he realized something he hadn't before

"Where am I going to sit?" he thought to himself. "No, don't want to sit with Ginny, look here's an almost empty compartment. Just one Gryfendore."

"Excuse me, but can I sit here?" Ron asked politely.

"Of coarse Ron. When have I ever denied a seat to a fellow Gryfendore?" The mysterious girl answered.

"How did you know my name? Have we met before?" Ron inquired.