Ron and Hermione reached the seventh floor corridor without any trouble. The passed trough the right spot in the wall three times, Ron thinking, "We need a place to be alone, just the two of us". The door appeared and when they entered, they saw a large, comfortable bed. Ron led an unsure Hermione to it, and they sat. Ron ran his hands in her hair, and said, "I just want to be alone with you. That´s all". Hermione nodded and smiled, more relaxed. She hugged him, placing her head in his chest. He put his arms around her and rested his head on hers. "Quidditch has done you well", she said, referring to his now broad chest. "Like it, uh?". She hit him playfully and said, "Cocky, aren't you?" "Of course I am. With the most wonderful girl in school speaking well of me, what do you expect?"

And they spent a few hours like that, caressing and enjoying each others company, until Hermione decided they´d better go to sleep, or they´d wake late and people would get suspicious.

Hermione managed to get up in time for breakfast, but Ron didn´t, so she took him a few toasts.

"Thanks, baby. You´re going to watch the practice, aren´t you?"

"Of course. You´re ready? Got you broom? Then let´s go!"

Ron went eating all the way to the Quidditch pitch. Harry was already there, flying, but he came down when he sighted them.

"Hey guys! So, now that you two stopped bickering Hermione is even coming to watch more often! Maybe you should practice, too, to improve your flying, what do you say?"

"Well…I´m not sure. I never really liked flying."

"Hey, that´s a great idea! I won´t take no for an answer, you have a new flying teacher!"

"Oh…fine, but you know I rather stay on the ground., I warned you." She left when the others members of the team started to arrive.

When the practice was over, Hermione came down, said, " You were great!", and kissed Ron in the cheek.

" Thanks! But now, you."

"Oh, are you sure about this?"

"Yes. Now, I think your greatest problem is that you´re afraid of flying. I´ll try to take that fear from you."

"How?"

"Taking you in the same broom".

He placed her in front of him. They were using Harry´s Firebolt.

"This is the position. Hold on firmly, I´ll support you with my hand like this", he said, and held her waist firmly

"Are you sure this is safe?"

"See? You can´t be afraid. Why don´t you try to enjoy the flight?"

"When I found out that wizards could fly I thought it was wonderful, but was afraid to do it myself"

"I´ll show you how wonderful it is, and you´ll understand why we like quidditch."

They set off, Ron gaining more and more high. He said a little loud to Hermione, because of the wind, "Close your eyes. Feel the wind in your face. Don´t you feel free?"

Hermione did what she was told and said, in a happy voice, "You´re right! It´s wonderful!"

"I´ll speed up a little". He did it, and asked, " Is it ok?"

"Yeah! Speed up!"

They flew for a while, until Ron, who was already tired from practice, came down. They mounted the broom and he said, "That was good for your first lesson. We´ll practice more tomorrow."

"I want to do it! You´re such a great teacher!"

"Don´t I deserve something?"

She grinned and kissed his cheek, putting her arms around his neck. He lifted her and turned her round. They headed to the castle. When they were climbing the stairs, Hermione fell and began to scream. She was clearly in pain. Ron was really worried, but didn´t panic. He asked her where it hurt, and she said, "My ankle". Ron didn´t ask if she could walk, he lifted her in his arms and began to walk towards the hospital wing.