I know that Hermione is older than Ginny, but I thought that Ginny and Luna should be as old as Hermione. They're all in the same grade, but Ginny is still younger than Ron.

Hermione POV

Hermione & Ginny- 8 years. Ron & Harry- 9 years.

"Ice cream, ice cream, cherry on top..." I was jumping double-dutch on a hot summer day, the summer before the start of third grade. I panted as I skipped over the old jump ropes that Luna and Parvati were swinging wildly. Suddenly, Lavender, who was standing to the side, claiming that she didn't want to mess up her hair, shrieked "OOOOH, it's Harry! Hi!" She waved frantically, fluffing up her hair and smoothing her dress. I rolled my eyes and continued jumping. Who cares? I thought. I wanted to break the double-dutch record. But at Lavender's yell, Parvati dropped the ropes, and I stumbled. Lavender giggled and pointed as I lay sprawled across the grass. I felt the heat rising in my fdace, as Luna said, dreamily, "Don't worry, Hermione. Those ropes wern't so old, anyway."

"Huh?" I was confused. Then I saw the shredded jump ropes... I blushed even brighter. Thankfully, Ginny came running out of the house with my savior from staring eyes- ice cream. With a roar of delight, everyone gathered round her. I was left alone, with no one but the ripped jump ropes and my embarrasment for company.

Ron POV

As Harry, Dean, and I rounded the corner, I saw my kid sisters friends playing double dutch. Wow, I thought, just like little babies. Ice cream, ice cream... I guffawed, along with Dean and Harry. That drew Lavender Brown's attention... As she squealed, and as Harry glowered, I looked around for Ginny. No sign of her- just then, Hermione tripped and fell on the grass. To my amazement, she turned red. Was she going to cry? I paled- sympathy wasn't really my strong point- but then Loony Lovegood stepped in, and I breathed a sigh of relief. When Ginny came running out with chocolate ice cream, I ran toward her, but I thought of the differences between Hermione and Lavender. I was somehow sure, looking at Lavender as she giggled and batted her eyelashes at Harry, who was gobbling his ice cream with a rather forced and pointed determination, that she would have cried immediately and dramatically, whereas Hermione was... different, somehow. Stronger.

Not sure if I made Ron too mature... I thought there should be a difference between his kindergarten and third grade mind. R&R!