(A/N: Thank you all for your wonderful reviews I am immensely enjoying them! I've noticed that a few of you are worried about the romance. I'm getting back to it here soon, it's just life does go on and people don't think about love 24/7. Please trust me in the direction that I'm going to take this fiction. There are going to be parts that you'll like then there will be parts that you don't like but in the end I think you will be pleased with the outcome.)

Sunday passed by rather slowly. There wasn't much to do Hermione spent the day re-writing her paper while Ron and Harry kept alternating between playing chess and exploding snap.

Before long it was Monday. Ron was up early to see if he made the team.

"If only…" thought Ron as he entered the common room. There were a few people up this early. One student was trying to magically brew some coffee in one corner while Angelina was posting the roster in the other. Ron rushed over to the board to see.

"Morning," greeted Angelina, "You made the team."

"I did?" asked Ron looking at the roster to see for himself.

"Yes, and I expect to see you prove that you're the man for the job."

"No need to worry about that," smiled Ron as he looked back at the roster.

More people began to file into the common room.

"Congratulations little bro," clapped George on Ron's back.

"Knew you were the right one for the job," joined in Fred.

"So did you get it?" asked Hermione as she and Harry approached him.

"I did," smiled Ron.

"That's fantastic," cried Hermione giving Ron a hug, "I'm so happy for you!"

"No doubt in my mind, I knew it was going to be you," remarked Harry.

"About the only way this day could be any better would be if Hermione and I …No that's crazy," thought Ron.

"Who's up for some breakfast?" asked Ron.

"Sounds good," agreed Harry.

While at breakfast the mail came.

"I've got a letter from Snuffles," remarked Harry.

"What dose he say?" asked Hermione.

"He says he doesn't like the sound of the blackouts, says you were right about insisting that I write him. He also says that he's working on a way to come and visit."

"See I was right," pointed Hermione, "You needed to tell someone."

"Yeah, but Snuffles is taking a risk to come see me. He does every time I tell him something's wrong!" retorted Harry; it was obvious that he was a bit angry.

"I'm sorry Harry, I didn't see it that way." Apologized Hermione.

"You never do," answered Harry in anger before getting up and leaving.

"You sure have a way with things," remarked Ron shaking his head in dismay.

"What is that supposed to mean!?" demanded Hermione.

"Well, first there's Snuffles and then there was Charms…"

"Charms!? You have to nerve to bring up Charms? Of all the infuriating!" stormed off Hermione.

"Great, I've made her mad yet again. Me and my big mouth. There has got to be a better way!"