Title: For Harry (8/?)

Author: Wickedwitch

Disclaimer: Not mine. If they were, Sirius and Remus would spend all the books completely naked.

Rating: pg-13

"First," Angelina said loudly, "we will have each position called. Those who wish to play that position should come on to the field and we will give you various tests. Each position will test at separate times, if you would like to try out for more than one position. Although for this year we only need a new keeper, reserve chasers, beaters, and possibly keeper will be chosen as four of my fellow teammates and I will not be here. Every member of the current team will be deciding. If we can't get a clear majority, we will bring out McGonagall to decide. And I'm sure you all know how fair she is." A couple of chuckles followed that. "After the team is chosen, a new captain will be picked. Everybody clear?"

A chorus of yes's followed her speech. Ron, who was sitting between Hermione and Remus, took a deep breath and grinned at Remus. His old professor was trying out for chaser, as Harry thought it would be weird if he came to watch every, single practice for no reason. It was clear he wished Sirius could have been there, but he was stuck in the Common Room.

"First group is beaters." It was Angelina again, and it was fairly clear she was in charge of the try-out. About a dozen students from second year on up got up with their brooms and walked towards her. Some, like Lavender, were visibly nervous. Others seemed to have the impression that they were already on the team.

Fred and George were on the ground watching as each set tried to hit the bludgers towards Harry and Alicia, in green robes, and away from Angelina and Katie, in red robes. Ron, Remus, and Hermione sat in silence for most of it, with a few comments such as a "Wow, he's horrid" from Ron or a "Lavender's better than I thought she'd be" from Hermione. The beater try- outs finished fairly quickly, and those students sat down.

"We won't be making our decision until the end," Angelina said, "so you can relax for now." Remus snorted at that.

"They won't be able to relax at all," he muttered to Hermione. She grinned.

"The next position is keeper. So all those trying-out for keeper should come here." Ron took another deep breath, slowly stood up, and looked at his competition.

He was the only one standing. Ron quickly gave a nervous glance at his brothers and Harry, all of whom just shrugged. It seemed they were as puzzled as he was.

"Well, is Ron the only one who wants to be keeper?" Nobody moved. "I guess this decision will be pretty easy, then." Angelina smiled at him. "You can sit down, Ron. Congratulations." He swore softly as he sat down. "Anyhow, we'll be continuing with the chasers now."

"That's me," Remus said.

"Break a leg, Gerry," Hermione said. He smiled nervously and started walking towards the other prospective chasers.

"Why do you want him to break a leg?" Ron snapped.

"It's an expression," she explained. "It means good luck. And why are you so angry? You made the team."

Ron scowled. "By default. They had to pick me," he said angrily. "For all they know, I don't know which end of the broom is up. For once, I just wanted to be able to do something by myself. Not with Harry or you or one of my brothers. I wanted to go out there and kick the arse out of everyone else trying out. But I couldn't and now I'll never know if I'm really that good."

There was a long moment of silence. Finally, Hermione reached over and hugged him. "I'm sorry," she said.

"It's not your fault. Although if you had tried-out, I'd have gotten the position instantly." She gave him a mock glare. "At least this way I'll get to show Malfoy what I can do." He stopped to watch the chaser tryouts. "There has to be at least thirty people out there. Why couldn't one of them tried out for keeper? They'd definitely have a lot less competition," he added bitterly.

"Gerry seems to be doing as well as anyone," Hermione remarked. "I wondered if he played chaser the first time he was here." As if cued, Remus took that moment to flash them a grin. Naturally, almost everyone else in the crowd thought it was directed towards them, which resulted in a ridiculous amount of giggling. Hermione chuckled at them. "If their fondness for Gerry and Patrick wasn't so utterly amusing, I'd probably tell them that the objects of their affection are involved with each other. By not saying anything I may feel guilty, but at least I'm entertained."

"Hermione!" Ron exclaimed, partially shocked, partially proud. "Didn't know you could be so selfish."

"Well," she said, as if she was imitating Percy, "one does have to keep up certain appearances when one is a prefect." They shared a look and both started to laugh.

"Hey." Remus' return quickly halted Ron and Hermione's giddyness. The chasers had finally finished their try-out, so Remus had come back to his seat. The team had started conferencing in the middle of the pitch.

"You're really good," Ron said. "Did you play when you were here before?"

His eyes darkened. "You mean at home?" he asked loudly. Ron rolled his eyes at his nervousness at being found out. "Not really. I'd help James practice, though. He, Patrick, and I'd be chasers and Pete'd be keeper."

"James was a chaser?" Hermione asked, surprised. Remus nodded. "I'd always assumed that because Harry was seeker, so was James."

"Nah. Always a chaser."

"Excuse me." Angelina's voice brought everyone's attention from their private conversation to her. "We have the selections. Everybody was very, very good, and if one of us gets seriously injured, you may be asked to practice with us, even if we don't call your name now." She paused. "It was a difficult decision for us to make, but here it is. Keeper, obviously Ronald Weasley. Reserve beaters, Lavender Brown and Dennis Creevy. Reserve chasers, Natalie MacDonald, Gerry Mason-" Remus let out a huge sigh of relief "-and Anthony Madley. Thanks to all those who tried-out. New members of the quidditch team should stay so we can vote on a captain." There was a moment of silence before those who didn't make the team started gathering their things ad started to leave.

"I'm going to go inform Patrick of the good news," Hermione announced. Remus nodded at her and started heading towards the veterans of the Gryffindor Quidditch team with Ron.

"Alright," Angelina said when everybody was there. "Who wants to be captain?"

Katie snorted. "Bit blunt there, Angelina. Sounds like getting grumpy, because they spent all night snogging with their boyfriend," she said teasingly. Angelina blushed slightly, as did Fred.

"Anyhow, anyone want to do it?"

There was a long stretch of silence. No one answered. Finally Ron raised his hand. "Erm, I know I haven't exactly been on the team for long and that you haven't exactly seen my fly-"

"Ron, get on with it," George said. "Angelina and Fred obviously needs their rest." Fred sent a mock glare at his twin before giving Angelina a small kiss on the lips.

"-but I know Quidditch. I've been following it since I could walk and know every play used commonly now. And I'm good with strategy, too. I'm constantly kicking Fred and George here's arses at chess." He stopped and looked around nervously. "So...."

"Fine with me," Alicia said.

"Sounds good," added Angelina. Everyone else nodded their heads in agreement.

"Certainly got the qualifications," Remus said smiling.

"Wait." Harry sighed sadly. "I don't know if Ron's-"

"Harry!" exclaimed Ron.

"Just kidding, Ron. I'd think he'd be perfect."

And so that's how CinderRon went from soley a spectator to both the keeper and the captain of the Gryffindor quidditch team.

To be continued...