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Chapter 4: Ron's Train Ride
Ron was in his seventh and final year at Hogwarts School. He had mixed emotions about leaving the school. He was happy, for now there was no more schoolwork, no more teachers to tell you what to do. But he was also very upset, Hogwarts was his home away from home and he would miss it dearly. He wasn't even sure what he would do after the year had ended. He would have to move out of his parents' home, get his own job, and there was so much to do now that he was older. He was left to think about this, because he knew Harry was too absorbed in his Quidditch book to talk at all. Of course, Harry would probably become a Seeker of one of the world's best Quidditch teams. He was really the greatest Seeker Ron had ever seen. Anyway… he still had no idea what he could do…
"Hello Harry, hello Ron. Did you to have nice summers?" a voice said, making him jump. He watched as Hermione slid into the seat across from him.
"Hello Hermione," said Harry, not looking up.
"Hello. We had a great summer. Harry stayed with us at the Burrow. We were going to ask you to come as well, but we got the owl telling us you were in Scotland first." Ron asked, laying the Daily Prophet in his lap. He had forgotten all about it. He looked at Hermione and his jaw almost dropped. 'Wow!' he thought, 'She's beautiful!' He looked away, as he heard his mother's voice in his head reminding him that it was rude to stare.
Each one of them had changed over the summer. He knew they would, it happens to everyone. He had gotten taller and more muscular, Harry had gotten taller and wasn't as skinny as he had been. But Hermione was beautiful. He noticed that she was staring at him as well.
"So, um… how was Scotland?" he asked, filling in the short silence.
"Well, it was okay, if you like spending time with your annoying muggle relatives," Hermione said.
Ron looked at Harry, expecting him to say something negative. He had been this way ever since You-Know-Who's return in 5th year. But it was all right; Harry had been through many things and Ron didn't blame him for being negative about things. "Lucky you, at least you have a choice. I have to live with my terrible relatives," Harry said, as he continued to read his book.
"Well, that might be the last time you go there, mate! I suppose Dumbledore'll finally let you live with Sirius," Ron said, once again trying to cheer him up.
He watched as Harry stood up. "I'm going to go see how Ginny's doing. I'll be back later." And he picked up his book and left. Ginny always knew how to make Harry feel better. They seemed right for each other in the beginning, and he was actually quite glad that the two of them were finally going out.
"So Harry and Ginny finally got together? That's wonderful! Ginny must be so happy! Did they get together over the summer?" Hermione asked excitedly.
"Yep. I'm happy for them too, though if he hurts her, I swear I'll punch him in the nose. Though, I don't think he will," he said. Hermione laughed. He meant it. He loved his sister, more then anything and couldn't stand to see her cry.
They sat in silence for a few minutes. Ron was waiting for her to talk. She didn't, instead she just pulled the Daily Prophet from his lap and began to read. He wanted to talk to her, but there wasn't really much to talk about. So he moved into the seat next to her and explained the articles he had read to her.
"It's pretty dull today, the paper. Same stuff as last year like Voldemort and Sirius. They're still questioning Fudge as Minister of Magic! They say he's finally cracked," Ron said, making up stories. The only articles he had actually read were the comics and the Qudditch ones, and one interesting piece about a dragon egg that was found near a pub in Hogsmeade
"They say Dumbledore would be a front runner if Fudge steps down," Hermione said, seeming to find the article Ron thought he had made up and pointing to it. She pushed the paper back into his hands and he watched as she moved to the seat where he had been sitting earlier. Maybe he had been sitting a bit too close. He remembered the bag of sweets he had brought to eat with Harry on his way to Hogwarts and decided to offer some to Hermione.
"Would you like a chocolate frog, 'Mione?" he asked, picking up some Bertie Botts Beans and stuffing them in his mouth one by one.
"Oh, no thanks, I think I'm going to read a bit," she said, pulling out one of her fancy new books and showing it to him. He tried to look amused as to not upset her; he knew how she could be when it came to learning.
"Good idea," he said and picking up the Daily Prophet and opening to the middle page, which contained the comic and Quidditch sections.
They continued in silence until the train stopped and they arrived at the station, ready for whatever their seventh year had in store for them.
A/N: There you go! Don't forget: If you'd rather have it in Harry's POV, please say so in a review! But if only a small few want it, then I'm going to continue with Ron! Til the next chapter, please review!
