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Hermione sat at her kitchen table, eating cold cereal, thinking over what Monika had said yesterday. Maybe she should have given Gregory a chance. I mean, what could it have possibly hurt? The stirred the soggy cereal with her spoon, pickup pieces and turning them over. Maybe she should go talk to him…

"Hermione?" came a voice from the front room. It was so unexpected Hermione jumped, sending the milk in her spoon flying. "Hermione? Are you there?" She walked out into her living room, but she saw no one there. There wasn't any one in the chair, or anyone on the couch. "Behind you." Said the voice. She turned around to find Monika's head in the fireplace.

"Hey! Why are you… in my fireplace?" she asked graciously with a laugh.

"Have you seen the paper?" said Monika quite seriously.

"No, I haven't read it yet. Why? What happened?" Monika's tone scared Hermione. Growing up the newspaper headlines were not usually consisting of good news.

Monika could see she had frightened her friend. "It's nothing bad, it's just… Here, come over. I have the page open still.

"Oh, alright." Monika's head disappeared.

Moments later Hermione appeared with loud crack right in the center of Monika's living room. "What did you want me to see?" she asked anxiously as she walked over to Monika.

"That guy from school, his name was Ron, right?"

"Yes, why?"

"Ron Weasly?"

"Yes, how did you know?"

"Listen to this. The headline is: Cannons Keeper Shoots Team To World Cup."

"Keeper? That's his position!" said Hermione so excited at news of Ron's life that she nearly jumped up and down.

"Listen. After what could have been a narrow victory, Ron Weasly once led his team to victory by not letting a single goal be made by the opposing team. The Cannons are now preparing for the World Cup, their first in years, which will be held in—Hermione! It's being help here!"

"Really?" she said. I just want to see him one more time. "Maybe we could—"

"Listen to this! 'I was luck enough to be allowed to interview this new Quidditch heartthrob and even ask him about his love life.'"

"His love life? Gosh what' if he's—"

"Megan: So, Ron, can I call you Ron?

Ron: Sure.

Megan: Alright, so Ron, how excited are you about the Quidditch World Cup?

Ron: I'm very excited! It's a great opportunity for our team to play; it should be fun.

Megan: Wonderful! So now I have to as you the question every one of our readers are just dying to know.

Ron: Every one of them? (He asks jokingly.)

Megan: Well, all of the women anyway. (Ron laughs.) Are you single?"

            Hermione held her breath. Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh! Her mind was racing. He couldn't be married if the reporter was asking him if he was single! But he could be dating someone! Hurry up, Monika! Who do I have to curse?

"Ron: Um, yes, actually I am.

Megan: Really now? Any candidates out there for Mrs. Weasly?

Ron: Um… (Laughs nervously) Well there is one…

Megan: Oo! Where'd you meet the lucky lady?

Ron: Well, um, we actually went to school together and—uh—at graduation we had to go our separate ways. I haven't seen her for almost five years.

Megan: Oh how sweet! Care to say hello if she's out there? What's her name?

Ron: I'm not sure she'd want me to say.

Megan: Right, we wouldn't want her getting any hate mail…

Ron: But if you are reading this I… I miss you."

            "Oh my gosh!" screamed Hermione hardly able to breathe. This time she wasn't able to suppress her excitement and she began jumping up and down.

"Single and obviously not over you. You two must have the same dating philosophy."

Hermione took a seat. "Wow, I…What do I do?"

"Well you've got to see him again, obviously."

"But how?"

Monika thought for a moment. "Be part of the set-up committee."

"What?"'

"Be part of the set-up committee! The teams will be practicing, as everything is being fine-tuned. And after they practice you can find a way to talk to him. It'll be easy!"

"Yeah, but one problem. How do I get on the set-up committee?"

"Just ask Mr. Michaelson. (Their boss.) You're easily the best employ at the ministry, he'll have you supervising the set-up committee the moment you ask."

"But I'm not in the sports department."

"So? They'll be busy with all of the other committees."

"I don't think I can ask…"

"Hermione, do it or I'll do it for you."

"Alright, alright, I'll ask. But don't you think it'll be a little odd when I suddenly appear right when he makes it to the world cup?"

"Hello? That's why you will be working on the committee! Then it will be a coincidence."

"And you think this will work?"

"Hermione, the guy is still as crazy over you as you are over him. If everything you're saying about him being 'the one' is true, then, well, it'll work. You've got to just go for it."

Hermione nodded. "Right. I'll do it! Besides, it'll be a nice change getting out of the office. But there's one thing…"

"Yeah?"

"You've got to sign up with me."

"What? I can't—"

"Please? Please, please? Come on, you aren't going to make me go work on a sports event all by myself, are you?"'

"Fine. If you get to pick people to help you, I'm in. But that's only if you get to pick people."

"Ok, deal."

            Hey, so ok it ended a bit soon, but you'll read more in the next chapter. I hope you liked it! Please review and tell me what you thought! Also please check out my other fics! Thanks for reading! Bye!