After Harry had explained what had happened, Ron said," Well I guess I should owl Hermione and tell her to come over."

"You don't need to have Hermione over here too, Ron, she has a life too," Harry answered.

"Hermione? Yeah right! But she will be concerned about you getting kicked out again," Ron returned.

"Whatever, I'm going to get something to eat." Said Harry.

"Alright then, see you in a while," Ron said getting up from the table. Mrs. Weasley brought out a pie, and Harry dug right in.

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So after the pie, Ron came back and said," I sent Errol on his way, I don't know if he will make it"

"So what do you say about some Quidditch?" Harry asked.

"Oh your on, as soon as I finish my pie," Ron fired off picking up his fork. So while Ron ate his pie, Harry got ready by getting his Firebolt, and the Quidditch balls out of the closet. By the time Ron had finished his pie Harry was already in the air, whizzing around.

"So Ron, ready to get kicked?" Harry said, snickering.

"Oh I don't know, it doesn't look like I will with Fred and George on my team," Ron replied, as the twins walked onto the field. Then Ginny came onto the field and offered to referee.

" all right gin you can ref, but no favoritism," Ron warned.

"Me, favoritism? No way!" Ginny replied. So the game commenced, Harry's team took a commanding lead as Fred through the Quaffle through the hoop three times nonstop. After another five and1/2 minutes, George had scored two times and Fred had scored once more. After another minute and a half, Harry caught the snitch.

"Yeah! I caught the snitch! Ha ha ha" Harry laughed at Ron as he landed roughly." That was a good attempt though Ron, its just my broom is so much faster than yours."

"Its alright, I'll just beat you later," Ron said in admittance." good game." And they walked inside. Fred and George walked away, saying," We'll see you later Harry."
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The next day-

Ron woke up and wondered,' how the heck did we get up here?' the last thing he remembered was lying on the couch listening to WWN and playing chess with Harry. In fact Mr. Weasley had carried them up the stairs and into Ron's bedroom. "Agh." He said sitting up and leaning over the edge of his bed. " Hey Harry, he said groggily.

"What," Harry answered, with his eyes still closed.

"We need to get up." Ron said now some what awake." Then we can eat breakfast."

"Ahh breakfast, that sounds good" Harry replied. He didn't really mean that, but he had said it out of thought. He was thinking about Hermione. He had sent her an owl the day before, telling her that he had gotten kicked out of his uncle's house again. He wondered how she was.

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He knew that she had only been gone for three days but already he missed her. He knew he was being childish but still, she was one of his best friends and he knew she was cutoff like he was when she was at home. As he got dressed, he thought about how their friendship had grown over the past few years Ron's too. But last year, was a real killer in their friendship, but that wound was slowly healing.

So the boys got dressed and went down to breakfast.

"Hello Mrs. Weasley, how are you," Harry said.

"Oh wonderful dear, how about some sausage, or some pancakes?" Mrs. Weasley said bustling around the small kitchen. Setting food on the table preparing even more.

After breakfast, every one was relaxing in the family room (AN/ do the Weasley's have a family room?) when hedwig and Errol soared into the room. Or rather, Hedwig soared in dragging Errol. They each had a scroll tied to their feet. Ron jumped up and grabbed Errol out of the air and took his scroll. Hedwig came to Harry and landed on his shoulder. "Ahh there's a good girl Hedwig. Thanks for the letter." Harry said removing the scroll. As he opened it he knew it was from Hermione by the handwriting. It said-

Dear Harry,
So I hear that you are at the Weasley's house. That is nice of them, Ron said I could come over too, but I cant until later this summer. Yeah I know that sucks but still you can write. Hope you are having a good time-

Love,
Hermione

"Well I guess that's that. She said we should have a good time, lets go play some Quidditch!" Harry said excitedly.

The rest of the summer past by very fast, for Harry and Ron that is.

You see Hermione was in a tough spot. Because she wanted to be with her friends, but she hadn't seen her parents in a long time. 'Well I guess ill see them next week', she thought.
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