A/N: Sorry I haven't updated in a while I was really busy with exams and I still am.  I was just fortunate enough to find this lull in my busy schedule.  I've had this chap written for a while now it was just finding the time to type it up.  And here I am typing it up.  Ok, this chap is a bit slow and what I consider not my best work but I promise it will be better next chap.  (At least I hope it will be.)  Well great thanks to Beyond Infinity who so kindly reviewed.  Now on with the fic!

"Ron, you want some?" called Hermione offering Ron some Cauldron Cakes that Harry had bought for all to share.

            "Oh, yeah sure thanks," answered Ron waking up from his daydream about Hermione taking the cakes from her hand.

            "So what happened with you this summer?" asked Hermione as she opened up a cake.

            "Oh just the usual, Percy is still overly annoying about his job, Fred and George are still planning on opening Wesley's Wizard Wheezes which is driving Mum insane, she still wants them to go into the ministry…"

            "Well, well, well, if it isn't Scar-head, Wesley, and the Mudblood," interrupted Malfoy as he stepped in the door way of the train compartment accompanied by Crabbe and Goyle who had increased in size recently. 

            "That does it!" thought Ron, "Malfoy has pushed to far one to many times!" Ron immediately stood up and pointed his wand at Malfoy, "I suggest you leave."

            "What Wesley, are you going to try and curse me?" asked Malfoy feigning shock.

            "Try me," came Ron's cool reply despite the raging heat he felt on his neck and face.

            "Alright I think I will," answered Malfoy as he took out his wand this was exactly what he was looking for.

            "Ron, no!" called Hermione as she pushed down Ron's arm, "That's sinking to his level."

            "Why don't you just leave?" suggested Harry stepping up to Malfoy closing the compartment door in his face.  Harry then put a charm on the door so that no one could come into the compartment. "So what were you saying Ron?"

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            That evening Ron had decided that he would tell Hermione how he felt.  But things just seemed to get in the way.  First there was Fred and George, they decided to start off the year with a couple of dung bombs.  With the stench of the Gryffindor tower room it was no time to talk to any one about anything.

            Then just as Ron was about to pull Hermione off to the side and tell her how he felt, but Parvati Patil got to her first.  By the time Parity finally let Hermione go it was time for everyone to head up to their dormitories.  Hermione immediately went to Prefect mode making sure all the younger students got up to their dormitories.

            "Common you guys will you just go to bed?" asked Hermione talking to Fred, George and Lee.

            "All right, Miss Prefect, ma'am," joked Fred and George.  They took special pleasure in hassling the younger prefects.  They especially enjoyed hassling friends like Hermione.

            "Night Ron, night Harry," called Hermione as she headed up to her dormitory as they theirs.

            "Night," they both called.

A/N:  So how was it?  I've already got some ideas for the next chappie.  I will try to get it up as soon as possible but my other Fic "What of the Marauders?" needs some attention too.  So I might do another chap for it first.