Ron, again, awoke in the Hospital Wing, where he was given a tray of breakfast by Madame Pompfrey.

"Thank you," he said quietly, staring down at the food.

"Eat as much as you can," Madame Pompfrey said, pouring a mixture of purple liquid and green liquid into a goblet, "Then I want you to drink all of this."

"Yes'm," Ron said, mixing the words 'yes' and 'ma'am' together, so it didn't sound too rude, and not to robotic either.

"Here," Madame Pompfrey said, setting the goblet down on his tray.

Ron stared down at his breakfast and picked up his fork, then set it down. He picked up his spoon…then set that down, too. Ron looked up at Madame Pompfrey. She gave him a stern look and he picked up his toast and took a small bite of that.

The door opened and Harry, Hermione, Ginny, and Luna walked in. They all trotted over to Ron.

"We're coming for a short visit before classes," Harry said.

"Oh," Ron replied, "I just woke up."

"Lucky," said Ginny, yawning.

Ron shrugged.

"He didn't fall asleep until around 3 o'clock, though," Madame Pompfrey said from over at the counter, mixing together another potion.

Ron stared at the goblet that was on his tray. He picked it up and then took a small sip of it. It was warm and filled him with a happy feeling.

Cheering potion. Ron wanted to follow his pride and act like he didn't need help…but he knew he did, so he ate more of his breakfast, then finished off the Cheering Potion…which made him feel extremely joyous…until a few hours later when he had to take a different potion that made him sleepy…when he didn't want to sleep because he was winning 3 out of 5 games of wizards chess with Harry, and was winning. Hermione and Luna watched with interest.

"Why do I have to sleep?" Ron asked angrily, "I don't want to!"

"Precisely," Madame Pompfrey said sternly, "If you would sleep more you wouldn't have to sleep during the day."

Luna took her time in leaving. Then, when Harry, Hermione, and Madame Pompfrey weren't looking, she bent down and she and Ron kissed goodbye.

When Ron awoke, he was given dinner, along with another Cheering Potion…what he didn't know was that his dinner had been mixed with Sleeping Potion.

Another day passed. He began getting sick of seeing the Hospital Wing…and the Cheering Potion began wearing off earlier and earlier each day.

"At least you're getting Healthier," Harry commented.

"Did you, er, find a…a…" Ron stammered on the words.

"New keeper?" Harry asked, "Erm…yeah…yeah, I did. Seamus."

"Seamus?" Ron asked, he had just been given his afternoon Sleeping Potion, and felt angry but didn't have enough energy to act it.

"He's good…but is a bit self absorbed when he's on the pitch."

"Figures," Ron said, feeling the sleep come on. He yawned and everyone took it as a sign to leave.

"We'll come back tomorrow morning," Harry said loyally, then they all left after Luna gave him a quick kiss.

At dinner time Luna came and visited Ron on her own. They stayed up and talked.

"Do you think she'll let me out early?" Ron asked as Luna leaned up against his broad chest.

"You never know," Luna replied, snuggling into the nape of his neck.

"I hope so," sighed Ron, running his hand through her dirt blonde hair, "I'm getting sick of seeing the Hospital Wing. I feel fine now."

"But you only do because you're getting potions."

"Yes, I know. But she says I'll get used to the effects when I'm out of the Hospital Wing."

Luna sighed. Then Madame Pompfrey walked out to give Ron his Sleeping Potion.

"That's right," Madame Pompfrey said, "If you take them every day for a while your body will be used to the effects when you stop taking it. Now here." She handed him the goblet and watched as he polished it off in one gulp.

"Good boy," she said, then taking the empty goblet from him.

She went back into her office and then Luna sighed and stood up.

"You're leaving already?" Ron asked in a tone that made him sound very young and helpless.

"Well, you're going to fall asleep soon," replied Luna.

Ron pouted, then said,

"I guess you're right."

"Yes I am."

They both smiled and Luna bent down and gave him a kiss before she left. Ron laid down in the bed and closed his eyes. Seconds later he drifted off to sleep.

Ron awoke, ate more of his breakfast than he had the day before, and drank his cheering potion. It was the weekend, so Harry, Hermione, Ginny, and Luna were able to visit with Ron all day, until Harry and Ginny had quidditch practice.

By then Ron's cheering potion had worn off and he had to take his Sleeping Potion.

"How good is Seamus?" Ron asked, trying to sit up a bit more and look out the window.

Luna wasn't paying much attention to Ron, as no one knew that she was Ron's girlfriend, and they didn't plan on telling anyone until they just found out on their own.

"He's a right foul git from the way Harry talks about him," Hermione said, pushing Ron back onto his bed and making him lie down.

"But how good does he play?"

"I'm not sure, Harry doesn't talk about how well he plays or how bad he plays."

"Probably because he plays too well," said Ron, sitting up in his bed as soon as Hermione stepped away from him.

Ron climbed out of the bed and walked over to the window. The minute his legs began to move, the felt numb from not walking around so much, an he just about collapsed, but quickly regained himself.

Ron watched the practice for about five minutes, then walked back to his bed and fell onto it in a heap of despair.

Luna stood and walked over to the window. She watched as Ginny attempted to make a goal, but Seamus caught it and threw it back to Harry, who tossed it to one of his Chasers, who attempted to make another goal, but Seamus caught it again…and again…and again….

"He's just as good as you are," Luna said firmly, "And Harry will be glad to have you back once you're all better."

But it was too late. Ron was already crying…which he found easy to do nowadays for some reason. Hermione laid a hand on his shoulder and he tensed.

"He doesn't even like Seamus, Ron," Hermione said quietly, "He will be glad to have you back."

"But Seamus is better," Ron muttered into his pillow.

"Seamus is as good as you," Luna repeated softly, rubbing her had up and down Ron's spine, "And Harry doesn't like stuck up people."

"That's right," Hermione added.

"He won't want me back," Ron was saying turning his head so that the left side of his face was laying on the pillow, "Seamus is better than me."

"Seamus is not better than you," Luna said firmly.

"And you know Harry will take you back on the team, Ron," Hermione added.

"What if he thinks Seamus is better than me?" Ron asked.

Hermione and Luna stayed in the Hospital Wing up until Ron fell asleep. That's when Harry and Ginny walked back in, looking very disheveled and muddy.

"Please tell us that Seamus is bad," Hermione said.

Harry glanced down at Ron, who was in a deep sleep.

"He's the exact same as Ron," Harry said truthfully.

"Then you better tell Ron that," Luna said, "We spent the longest time trying to tell him what you just said and he wont believe us."

"No, he just won't listen," Hermione corrected.

"Oh," Harry sighed, "Well, I'd much rather have Ron on my team than Seamus."

"You be sure and tell him that tomorrow."

"I will."