Author's Note: I have been busy, busy, busy all weekend long. But, no worries. Here is the story. Finally on the double digits! (10th chapter) By the way, sorry for such a short chapter. I will try to make the next one longer.

Disclaimer: I am no J.K. Rowling, therefore I don't own anything you recognize.

Chapter 10
"Broomstick Rides and Kisses"

I spent all my free time working on schoolwork and doing nothing else. I was ready for a break (a very well-earned and much needed break) but it wasn't in the plans for me to have one, or so Professor McGonagall says to me all the time. I have to say, both Ron and Hermione were right about McGonagall. She does get a little upset over little things, but for the most part she is very fair to me. Although, I don't think she knows what 'break' really is defined as. She thinks letting me eat an orange is a break. After the orange, I get right back to work.

Today I had gotten up, taken a shower, ate meals, and studied, studied, studied, even though it was only noon. McGonagall now came over once every two weeks, because she said I was catching up quicker than anyone had expected. I was quite interested in my studies though, and anytime I needed help I just asked Hermione, who turned out to be a walking talking encyclopedia. Ginny was a little bit of help with jinxes, and I didn't even bother to ask Ron for help.

"Lunch is ready!" called Mrs. Weasley's voice from downstairs. I had gotten so accustomed to her voice, and everything here at the Burrow, it was as if I had lived here all my life. Unlike all the foster homes I had been in, I didn't want to leave here. It was almost as if it was home.

"Coming!" I yelled down and started putting my books away in the twins' desk. The twins had come home sometime in the middle of summer to find their once very messy room looking organized and neat for the first time in awhile. It took five whole minutes for them to realize that I had inhabited their room for quite some time. I thought it was pretty funny how they were arguing that it was an 'organized mess' and what not, even though mess was the only word to describe it. Now they were living full time at the shop, because the time for Hogwarts is coming near, and the kids were stocking up on the twins' joke supplies.

I ran downstairs to find everyone sitting at the table eating what looked like a delicious meal. I walked towards the table and sat down in my usual spot (in between Hermione and Ginny, in front of Ron) and dug in.

"Now kids, you need to eat up, because Dumbledore will be here with Harry soon. Well, I don't really know what the time is that he will be here. I don't even think Dumbledore knows what time Dumbledore will be here." Mrs. Weasley paused. Probably to take a breath of air. "But the point is, Harry is coming. Tonight. He will be staying in Ron's room, of course, so you need to tidy that up,"

"Mum-"

"Ronald. Do as you are told."

Ron mumbled something incoherent and ate some more food as Ginny spoke up."How come Bill isn't here? I mean, I thought he was going to be staying with us, you know, since him and," Ginny looked as if she wanted to either be sick or hex a bunch of people, I couldn't tell which, "Him and.. Fleur be coming over? They said they would, you know, after they announced their engagement."

Mrs. Weasley tensed up. "No, they won't be coming here to stay, although they may stay by to say hi to everyone."

I had heard enough around the house to know that Bill, the oldest Weasley child, was engaged to a French girl that Mrs. Weasley didn't approve of. Ginny and Hermione weren't that fond of her either.

"Sam, you can take a break for today in your studies, you certainly need one." Mrs. Weasley told me.

After thanking her profusely, I headed back upstairs, and then stopped. I didn't need to study, which meant that I didn't need to go upstairs. I turned around and walked into the kitchen and help clean up.

After that, Ron wanted to go and ride on his broom, but neither one of the girls wanted to go with him, except me. I really wanted to feel the sensation of riding a broom again, even though we were instructed by Mrs. Weasley not to be out for too long.

Before I knew it, Ron and I were up in the air. Actually, I had no idea if Ron was up in the air or not. But I was, and for me, that was all that mattered at that point in time. As Ron and I tossed around apples, acting like they are quaffles.

Two hours later, we were beat. We got off our brooms and headed back towards the house.

"Get a little worn out there, kiddo?" I asked, teasingly.

"Hey, it is a tough job."

"What's a tough job?"

"Winning." Ron dropped his broom took off running after making this statement, and I threw down my broom I had been riding and was right on his heels. Finally, I got close enough so that I just went and tackled him.

We ended up on the ground, in a very questioning position, with me on top of Ron. But Ron and I were laughing so hard neither one of us noticed.

Ron got up (even though I was on top of him) and then pushed me onto the ground. We were still laughing but now I looked into his blue eyes. He leaned down and our lips met. Ron pulled back quickly, as if he had gotten shocked, but then he leaned down again and kissed me more passionately. I guess it wasn't Hermione that Ron liked. I thought as the kiss deepened.

All of a sudden, the back door slammed shut. Me and Ron broke apart, and I looked up to see someone's back inside the door, as if they just walked in. And I realized that Hermione had been watching us the whole time.

End Author's Note: Okaaaay. I didn't mean for this chapter to be here. It just kind of came to me as I was writing. I really wanted some romance for Sam. By the way, I was scanning through the 6th book and I realized I had left out Bill and Fleur completely. -sigh- I am just making this however it comes out though. I think I said this in another A/N, but if not, this story is taking place right after the trios 5th year, and the summer before their 6th year is going to be just stuff that I come up with, not necessarily going to follow the storyline of the book. So, bear with me, the story gets even better. :)