[**Author's Note** Better formatting.better formatting.*happy dance!!* lol, well.here's ch. 3.ENJOY!! Btw.I own nothing!! None of these characters belong to me!! (Except Kye.and Beth.and some of the plot.and my cat.but he doesn't count.) All credit for the Potter characters belongs solely to J.K. Rowling and the Charmed characters belong to.well whomever they belong to!!]

Harry and Hermione apparated back to the flat together, leaving Ron to help Beth and Kye with Beth's luggage. When they arrived back in Apt. 132, Tilton Ridge the two claimed rooms. Harry ran up to the split-level/loft and yelled, "I call this for me and Ron!" Hermione ran up and looked into the room, it had slanted ceilings and a large window at the other end. Two queen-sized beds were parallel to each other and there were matching dressers on either side of the room.

Hermione shook her head, "No way, this is a girl room, you can have that room off the kitchen." When Harry pouted, she sighed, "It has a TV." He grinned and picked her up and spun her around the room, "Mione, can you BELIEVE that we're living here? Away from teachers, parents...Just you and me." Hermione laughed, and Harry set her down. She moved closer to him, "You forgot Ron and Beth..." Harry smiled, and stepped closer to her, "No I didn't..." He leaned in, brushing her cheek with his hand.

There was a pop downstairs, notifying the couple of their companions' return. Ron and Beth's laughter floated up the stairs. Hermione sighed and Harry put his head on her shoulder. "So close," he whispered. Hermione reluctantly stepped back just as Ron ran into the room.

Harry glared at him and Ron stepped back, obviously bewildered, "Uh...hi? We finally got all of Beth's stuff here. Did I do something...wrong?" Hermione shook her head and pushed past Ron to find her cousin.

"Beth! I can't believe you're going to be living here...Oh, and I loved the episode with the towel." Beth laughed, "Oh my GOD! That was SO embarrassing, I hope Harry and Ron don't think I'm a freak..." Hermione laughed, "No, don't worry about it," Hermione giggled, remembering Ron's face..."Actually, I think Ron liked it..."

"Liked what?" Ron asked, grinning suspiciously at Hermione. Beth quickly smiled and took his arm, "Oh, nothing, Ronald, would you like to accompany me to my room...To deposit my things?" Ron blushed, but Beth looked at him questioningly, so he cleared his voice and said, "Sure." Harry had come in by now, and threw a bag to Ron, "'Ere mate." The bag was huge and hit Ron in the stomach, Ron fell and turned bright red.

Beth knelt down beside him, 'Ooh...are you ok?" Harry grimaced, "Sorry mate..." Ron waved at him and squeaked, "Not a problem..." Beth helped him up, he was bleeding from his side, "Oh, here, let's get you cleaned up, where's the bathroom Mione?" Hermione pointed and Beth and Harry helped Ron to the bathroom.

After Harry left, Beth closed the door and sat Ron down on the side of the tub. She ran some water in the sink and grabbed a washcloth. "Take off your shirt," she ordered. Ron rose his eyebrows and Beth giggled. She turned back around and tested the water before soaking the cloth in it. She muttered softly to herself, "I wish I could just heal you..."

"What'd you say?" Ron asked. "Oh...nothing," she replied smiling. When Beth turned around she looked at Ron's bare chest and her eyes widened..."Wow..." she whispered, "Uh, I mean, that's pretty deep, oh shit...you probably got it from my father's knife, I told Kye to pack it deeper..." Ron shrugged, "It doesn't hurt...much."

But he winced when Beth pressed the warm cloth to the gash. The cut followed the line of his abs and continued on his right arm. Ron moved over so Beth could sit next to him on the side of the tub. She rinsed out the cloth and tried to make the cut stop bleeding, but it was too deep.

"Oh shit..."she muttered. Ron was starting to get pale..."Beth?" he whispered, "Yeah?" Ron's eyes got wide as she took the cloth away from his side again. He put his hand up to her face, "I've seen you before..." With that, Ron slipped and fell forward onto the bathroom. Beth screamed and pulled him back up, but he was unconscious. A trickle of blood ran down Ron's face, many shades darker than his crimson hair.

Beth looked around and cleaned off his face with the dirty cloth. "I am going to be in SO much trouble..." With one last look around, Beth leaned over Ron, kissed him on the cheek and placed his hands over his side....