A/N: Well I'm almost done with the intro stuff

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Moonlight Shining

By Amanda H

Later in the week, when the weather was more hospitable the group was lounging in the Common Room. Harry and Ron were discussing new Quidditch tactics. The season's first game was coming up next week and Harry was once again playing Seeker, as well as being the new team Captain, since Oliver Wood had graduated. It had been a unanimous vote by the team. However a new Keeper was also needed and Ron had been selected to play the part.

The two were discussing a new tactic involving passing the ball to the Keeper. Hermione was busy with an essay and Amy sat in a comfy chair, twiddling her thumbs. Suddenly an idea came to her.

"Have any of you ever heard of Badminton?" She asked suddenly. Three heads turned to her at once.

"Sure." Hermione answered.

"I think so." Harry replied.

"Nope." Ron shrugged.

"It's a Muggle game." She explained. "You stretch a net across two trees at about waist height. Then each player holds a small racquet and tries to hit a tiny ball over the net and make it land on the other side. Fairly simple." She summarized.

"So?" Ron asked.

"Well, it's my favourite game, even it is for Muggles."

"Knowing you, I bet you brought a net and a couple of racquets." Hermione smiled.

"Yup!" Amy replied, nodding enthusiastically.

"It sound's pretty boring to me." Ron huffed. "You don't even fly."

"But you haven't even tried it!" Hermione scolded.

"And you haven't tried my enchanted version." Amy said mysteriously.

"What did you enchant?" Harry asked.

"Just the birdies. That's what the balls are called Ron. I made them zigzag." She smiled.

"Sounds like fun!" Harry agreed.

"Yeah." Hermione agreed.

"Well then you're in luck. You can play two to a team and I just happened to bring four racquets, since two to a team is the best way to play. I'll run up and get them. Meet me down by the lake." She instructed. Harry and Hermione started off dragging Ron behind them as Amy ran back up to the dorm.

Amy quickly caught up to them at the lake, carrying an armload of equipment. She dropped it on the ground.

"No go and find two trees fairly far apart." Amy told Harry. He ran off towards a small patch of trees. Hermione picked up the net. Amy grabbed the four racquets and the birdies. She handed one racquet to Ron and carried the rest over. Harry quickly found a tree and he and Ron set up the net. Harry took his racquet and went to stand beside Ron.

"Wait a second!" Ron complained from the other side of the net. "Hermione have you played Badmin-what-ca-ma-call it before?" He asked.

"Yeah." She answered shrugging. "Why?"

"Because the both of you are experts and neither Harry or I have played before." He ran under the net. "Amy go play on Harry's team and I'll play with Hermione." He concluded. Amy shrugged and switched sides.

Soon the four had an intense game going. They smashed the zigzagging bird from side to side, dogging shots and waving their racquets in the air. Even Ron was laughing. By the time the score was 46 – 32 for Amy and Harry everyone was worn out. They lay down on the grass under the net. Amy giggled.

"I've never had a more fun game of Badminton!" She laughed.

"Yeah. . . that was. . . . great!" Hermione panted. Harry just nodded.

"It wasn't so bad. Do you think we could play again another time?" Ron asked.

"Yup! I can't wait!" She laughed.

"What do you say we go dip our feet in the lake?" Harry asked, picking up his racquet and the birdie.

"Sounds Great!" Ron said, jumping up. He offered a hand to Hermione. "You?"

"Sure." Hermione agreed. Amy nodded. They gathered up the equipment and headed down to the lake. The group stopped beside the bridge and dropped everything on the ground. Amy sat down and pulled off her shoes and socks. Her toenails sparkled with green polish. Hermione laughed and took hers off too. Harry joined in and pulled off his shoes and socks. Ron did not. He jumped on to the bridge and sat with his long legs dangling over the edge. Hermione hopped up beside him. Amy edged closer to the water and dipped her bare toes in. It was cool and relaxing on skin. Harry edged closer as well and stuck his feet in beside hers. His toes brushed hers and she quickly jerked them away. They both blushed and looked over to Ron and Hermione who were deep in conversation. Harry smiled.

"They really do make a great pair." He whispered.

"Mummmmhummm." Amy mumbled in agreement. "Have they always been like this? I mean it's so obvious to everyone but them."

"Yup, ever since second year. Even a bit in first. It looks like this year they might just get they're act together." Harry hoped. They glanced over at the two. They're faces were very close. Harry and Amy looked at each other and smiled silently.

Suddenly Hermione stood up. She looked down at Ron. Amy could see the tears in her eyes. She opened her mouth to speak, but stopped herself and stomped off.

"What did I say?!" Ron asked confused. Amy jumped up and ran after Hermione.

"Hermione?" Amy asked, approaching her back. She moved up to keep step. Hermione was crying into her hands. "What is it?!" Amy asked, concerned. She steered her over to the stonewall of the castle. They sat down with their backs against it.

"He doesn't care about me at all." She cried.

"What are you talking about?" Amy asked. "Of course he cares about you. You're his friend." She put an arm around her.

"It's just that! Ron never thinks of me as anything but a friend." She sobbed, her tear stained eyes looking into Amy's. "I wish he thought of me as something more." She cried, burying her face in her hands again.

"What makes you think he doesn't care about you?" She asked, pulling Hermione's face up.

"What he said." She sobbed. "We were talking about Quidditch and I told him what a good Keeper he was and everything. He told me I'm really smart and he admires that in me."

"Well that sounds good to me!" Amy said.

"Wait, wait. Then after he said that he asked if 'maybe he could have a peek at me potions essay later'!" She cried.

"Oooooh." Amy groaned. "Way to break the mood Ron." She thought to herself. "You know how much Ron thinks about what he's saying. He probably just didn't think it would upset you." She comforted.

"Oh I don't really care if he meant to copy my work or not. It's that he was concentrating on a way to copy my work and not me. He must hate me. He probably only pretends to like me so he can get decent grades." She moped.

"That is an awful thing to say about someone! Especially if it's not true and you know it." Amy accused, standing up and putting her hands on her hips. Hermione stared up at her. She just looked confused.

"You and I both know Ron better than that. You more so because you've known him longer. He would never do something like that. He just didn't think. You can't hold one little mistake against a person. The last person who was perfect died on a cross." Amy lectured.

"You're right." Hermione sighed. "Knowing Ron as well as I do, he probably just didn't think. I guess we should go find him and I'll apologize." She said standing up. Amy nodded and walked with her back to the lake.

"What did you say to her?!" An exasperated Harry asked Ron. Ron stared at the ground.

"I couldn't think of what to say so I asked if I could copy her homework." He answered glumly.

"Ron!" Harry yelled, shaking his friend. "Can you make a stupider move?" He asked, not waiting for a reply. "NO!!!! Ron, Ron, Ron." He muttered walking away a bit.

"Oh and you're a real expert on this!" Ron said sarcastically.

"No, but I know enough not to ask to copy her homework!" He argued.

"She'll never speak to me again!" Ron moaned.

"Yes she will. Just wait for it to blow over. Be really nice to her and DON"T mention homework." Harry advised.

"Alright." Ron agreed hesitantly. Out of the corner of his eye he saw the two girls heading back. He turned to Harry.

"Here they come." He said.

"Hello." Hermione said once they had rejoined the boys.

"Hi." Ron mumbled.

"Ron, it's okay." She said, hugging him and quickly peeking his cheek. He blushed crimson.

"I'm really sorry Hermione." He apologized.

"It's okay." She answered.

"What do you say we go to the kitchens and get some iced pumpkin juice?" Harry asked.

"Sounds great to me!" Amy agreed. Hermione and Ron nodded.

"Let's go!" Harry answered. The four headed to the kitchens.