(Hello everyone. I am once again trying out the writing thing. This one will be a bit different from my other story Meant to Be. Of course it has R/Hr in it again, but also H/G! Right now it's PG-13,because I may write some stuff lateron so I just wanted to keep the rating at a safe level! XD Right now I just have the first chapter up, but I have written up to chapter 3, I just need to type it up. It won't take long so stay tuned. XD)

Chapter 1

"Ron…wake up…Ron!" A violent shake caused him to jerk his arms outward and smash into something very solid.

"Blimey!" His eyes darted to the side and saw the handle to a train compartment door. His eyes darted back to his left and saw a grin on Harry's face and an apologetic one on Hermione's.

"Oh Ron, I'm so sorry," she said sheepishly, "I didn't realize you'd react that way."

"Right…what's the big idea waking me up for anyways? I didn't get much sleep last night." He said while rubbing his hand.

"We have to go to the prefect's meeting in the front compartment."

"Aw come on Hermione, lets just skip it, we all haven't seen each other all summer." He said with a huge yawn.

"Well while you were snoring, me and Harry have already caught up so lets go. You and Harry can talk when we come back." Hermione stood up and walked a few paces to the door. "Now come on!" She slid the door open and went through.

Ron sighed, "Sorry Harry, we'll talk later I guess. Sorry I fell asleep, I've just been so tired these past few days and I…"

They heard an exasperated sigh and Hermione came back in, grabbed Ron's hand and pulled him up from his seat.

"You know, we'll get there quicker if you actually walk too."

He waved a hurried good-bye and left the compartment with a swish of his cloak. He was bustled into the next car. "What's the big rush, Hermione?"

"We're already late as it is. Now come on!"

She pulled him a few more feet and let go of his hand. Ron looked down at the spot she had just let go. An odd heat lingered on the spot. His pace slowed slightly and his brows furrowed. Hermione opened the door to the next car and when through while Ron stopped to look at his hand. What had just happened? He thought to himself.

Hermione looked back and found no one behind her. She closed her eyes. "What's he doing?" She said to herself. She walked back to the door and looked through the window to see him standing there with a perplexed look on his face. Her rushed look turned to a worried one. She flung open the door.

"Ron? What's wrong?" She asked slowly.

The sudden question brought him out of his reverie, he watched as she rushed toward him and his heart began to quicken.

"Um…um." What's happening to me? He thought to himself. She moved her hand cautiously to his arm.

"What's wrong?"

He had to come up with something. "Um, nothing, just a…a pain shot through my hand. That's all." She looked down at it and he followed her gaze. She rubbed it gently, but couldn't feel anything out of the ordinary.

"I don't feel anything Ron…are you sure you felt something?"

His whole arm felt warm now. "Maybe it was nothing." A confused look appeared on her face, she shook her head.

"Then lets go." She walked behind him and pushed him forward through the door. What's wrong with him today? He has never acted like that before. She couldn't help but watch his back as he walked in front of her. He just kept growing, it was always surprising to her to see him every new school year. He long ago had passed Fred and George's height and he had taken on the build of Charlie. His shoulders were much broader and his arms much more toned. She shook her head again; she had to concentrate on the upcoming meeting. Besides, it was useless thinking like that, she long ago in fourth year figured out Ron didn't see her like that. Her face took on a sad expression as they entered the prefect's compartment.

"Harry!"

Harry turned away from the window and looked at the compartment door. His face lightened considerably at a familiar face.

"Ginny! Come in, how was your summer?"

She smiled as she entered and sat across from him.

"Pretty boring. The only thing that kept me busy was practicing quidditch with Ron."

"Lucky. So have you decided on what position you're going to try out for?"

"I was thinking one of the beater positions actually. Fred and George taught me a few things after hearing that. I think I've actually gotten pretty good. I bet I could even give Fred and George a run for their money." She smiled.

"I'm sure you'll get the position if the new captain has any sense." He closed his eyes as he continued on, "It's going to be great to be able to fly again, it's seemed ages since the last time I was in the air."

She smiled again, "Speaking of a new captain, wouldn't it have to be you or Ron? You guys are the only ones left and I assume since you've been on the team longer you'll be picked."

He blinked, "I guess…I never even thought of that, that wouldn't be so bad. Being captain and all, I mean." He shrugged.

She got up from her seat and sat next to him, "What do you mean, "not so bad?" It'd be fantastic! You'd be great leading people, I mean you've been good at it for the past five years." She smiled and pushed her shoulder against his.

He chuckled, "I guess…it would be brilliant."

"I'm sure you'll get it." She smiled and laid her head back against the seat.

"You know, we should talk more often." He said.

"Mhmm."

He looked to his left and saw that her eyes were closed.

"Ginny?"

"Hmm?" The noise came out lazily.

He smiled, "Never mind." He laid his head back and stared out the window.

Ron sat through the meeting thinking things over, totally oblivious to what the new head boy was saying.

What did that mean back there? The only time I've ever felt hot like that was when I tried to protect Hermione from Krum.

His conscience nagged at him. You know you weren't trying to protect her. You wanted her to pay more attention to you then him. You were jealous…admit it! He closed his eyes. He couldn't deny it, he thought of every possible reason to convince himself otherwise, but…he couldn't. I…I like her.

He opened his eyes and looked at her. He looked at the waves in her hair and her intent gaze as she listened to the meeting, he could see how every word she hungrily took in so that she wouldn't make a mistake later in the school year. He liked her and…she was beautiful.

She felt his lingering eyes and she turned toward him. "What are you doing? Pay attention." She whispered. He quickly looked away as if he had been scolded.

It was her turn to watch him, his eyes shifted about the room in every possible direction…except hers. She sighed.

He is acting strange today; I wonder what's wrong. She shifted back to the speaker.

The train's whistle brought him out of his peaceful nap. He felt something soft against his cheek and his eyes creaked open. He slowly lifted his head to see that it had been resting on top Ginny's head and hers resided on his shoulder. He smiled, but didn't move.

"Ginny." He whispered. She showed no intention of moving.

"Ginny." He said louder, but only a slight stir occurred.

"Ginny!" He yelled.

"Five more minutes, mom." She mumbled.

He laughed and her eyes shot open. That wasn't her mother's laugh. She slowly lifted her head and turned to look at the comfortable shoulder she had fallen asleep on and saw it was Harry's.

She looked rather sheepish as she looked at his eyes. "Um, sorry Harry. I didn't mean to fall asleep on you…literally."

"No, that's okay, you're head made a pretty good pillow," he smiled, "I guess the sun made us tired."

"You still should have shrugged me off…but thanks. Your shoulder's not to bad a pillow either." They both laughed.

"You know…" said Harry, "this is the longest we've ever been in each other's presence without being in danger."

"Yeah it's been nice. We should do this more often." They both smiled.

"Yeah…well you know we can always, you know hang out after classes." Harry said.

"Well actually that would be a problem. I've been made a prefect, that's why I came in here in the first place…to tell you." She said happily as she took out her badge from her pocket.

"Wow, that's great! Were you expecting it though?"

"Not really, I have never had the desire to become one, but for some reason I was chosen to, so of course I couldn't say no."

"Shouldn't you be at the meeting then?"

"No we have a separate meeting so all the old prefects don't have to endure the basics again…I did hear though that prefects have their own bathroom and everything, so that's a perk. I wonder what it's like." She said while trying to imagine it.

"Yeah it's a great bathroom, very relaxing."

Ginny's brows furrowed, "How do you know what it's like?"

"Oh well, back in fourth year I used that bathroom to figure out the golden egg challenge. Cedric gave me the password…he was a good guy." He tried to grin, but thinking of Cedric was still somewhat hard.

She looked at his sad expression and tried to redirect his thoughts. "Soooo…are you going to tell me what it's like or are you going to leave me in suspense?" She grinned at him.

"Ron? Ron, are you listening to me?" She shook her hand in his face. He blinked and looked at her.

"What?"

"Weren't you listening? The meetings over, we have to clear out before the next meeting."

"Oh, okay." He got up. "Are you okay? You're acting very odd today." She said voicing her concern.

"Yeah I'm fine, I'm just feeling…different today." He looked intently at her. She was thrown off by the look and she stuttered a response. "Um, we should, um get back to Harry then." She shifted her eyes.

"Right," was his only response.

"Well the bath tub is like a swimming pool, I actually did a few laps while I was in it." He smiled.

"Really? What do they need a tub that big for? Are you supposed to bathe with everyone at the same time." She laughed and then shuddered at the thought. "That would be gross."

He laughed too, "I don't know I had it all to myself…well…until I found someone spying on me."

Ginny gasped. "WHO!"

Harry stayed silent, enjoying the face Ginny was making.

"Oh come one Harry, who! You have to tell me now, you can't just say something like that and not tell." She said exasperated.

"Okay…it was…Moaning Myrtle."

She gasped again, "NO! REALLY!"

"Ya, you know though I think she does that a lot…anyways after I got over my initial shock, she told me how to work the golden egg clue."

"But how did she know how?" She asked baffled.

"Spied…on Cedric." He grinned.

"Oh! Remind me to be aware in that bathroom."

"Well…" The door sliding open interrupted Harry. Ron and Hermione stepped through.

"Ginny!" Hermione yelled excitedly. The two girls hugged each other. "How are you?"

"Great! I've been made a prefect like Ron." She grinned and pulled out her badge.

"I know I heard your name mentioned in the meeting. By the way, you're going to be late if you don't hurry, we can talk later."

"Oh yeah!" She headed for the door, "See you later then."

"Come sit with us at the welcoming feast." Harry offered quickly before she closed the door.

"That'd be great, thanks. See ya…oh and Harry," She said as she cracked the door, "If you're nice I'll give you the new password." She smiled and headed off to the meeting.

Harry looked at her and smiled as she left, it faltered though as he glanced at Ron.

"She came to tell me about her becoming a prefect…so how was your summer, anything interesting happen?" He quickly said.

Ron lost his look and began talking about how much practice he had gotten in. "Ginny actually helped, she took her beater's bat and pelted things at me. She's really good you know; just wait until you see her at tryouts. She'll blow everyone else out of the water."

As the train rumbled on, Ron and Harry continued to talk about the impending season, while it was Hermione's turn to take a nap.

(Reviews are always welcome! XD)