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Chapter 5 -Ron and Hermione

Ron flew around the goal posts watching the team fly back and forth across the pitch, keeping an eye on the quaffle. The sun was shining but there was enough cloud cover so it didn't shine in his eyes.

Suddenly the action switched directions and came directly for Ron. He centered himself on his broom and flew slowly in front of the hoops, ready to sprint forward when the quaffle headed his way. Within a minute Stanley threw the quaffle at the middle hoop and Ron dived for it. He felt the leather of the ball in his hand and he smiled. When he righted himself on the broom, he tossed the ball at Stanley.

"Nice try Stan," he yelled. Stanley smiled back at him.

"Yeah but not quite enough," he replied and then flew off back up the pitch.

Ron smiled and sat back a little on his broom. He was doing pretty good today. Wood was beginning to believe the letter of recommendation Harry had written about him.

Then, quite suddenly something hit him in the head. He instantly looked around and saw a tiny owl flying about with a folded piece of parchment in his beak.

"Pig what are you doing here? I'm trying to practice. Go wait for me in the stands." Ron said shooing the owl and pointing it toward the stands. But the owl would not budge. He continued to fly about Ron's head.

Ron found this to be very annoying, especially as he tried to keep an eye on the game as it played out. Finally the action came back toward his goals and he found it hard to try and defend the goals while he was trying to fend off his deranged owl.

"Weasley what are you doing? This isn't broom ballet." Wood yelled after Ron let the quaffle in 3 times in a row. Ron looked in the direction of Wood's voice and saw him flying over on his captain's broom. Ron groaned then Pig fluttered in front of his eyes, causing him to swear under his breath as he flung a hand up and smacked the bird away.

"Sorry Wood. It's my stupid owl. He's got a letter for me and won't leave me be until I read it." Ron explained snatching the tiny excited bird out of the air.

Wood glance at him for a minute then his face softened and he turned to face the rest of the team. "All right team take a five minute break so Weasley can read his fan mail." He announced and headed for the ground. The rest of the team followed suit, including Ron.

When his feet touched ground, Ron dropped his broom at his feet and pulled the letter out of Pig's mouth.

"There you stupid bird. Get!" he said tossing Pig into the air. Pig dropped a few inches then took off.

Ron ripped open the letter and skimmed the handwriting. He smiled widely as he began to read.

Dear Ronniekins,

As I was cleaning off my desk, I found that picture Colin took of us the night of the Yule ball when we were fighting in the common room. I can't believe how mad you were at me because I went with Krum. I realize now that you were jealous. Hell I realized a long time ago. I was just so mad that you didn't ask me. I had pictured how you would ask me, all shy and romantic but you were a jerk about it and took so long to do it. But now that I know what's in your heart and how hard it was for you to admit to yourself that you liked, loved me, I see why you did the things you did. I even understand about the Lavender stuff, even though I was horribly angry at you then and probably a little jealous. I guess we are both very capable of making each other jealous. But Ron I don't want you to think that you were the only one with things standing in the way of your heart. I know you were never sure of what Harry would say or how he really felt about me. I was unsure of how he would feel about us together at first too. And there was always the fact that the three of us were such good friends. I loved our friendship and I didn't want to lose you as a friend if things never worked out between us. Because we both know that if things had gone sour between us, we would not be friends again. Harry told me once that he was afraid that we might not be friends again after what happened with Lavender. But he also knew how we felt about each other, even if neither of us had truly admitted it to him, and he wanted us to be together. To be as happy as he and Ginny were... are. I don't know if we have what they have but we do have something special. I'm so glad that we both got over what was holding us back. I'm glad you kissed me that day. Otherwise we wouldn't be here where we are today. And I am so glad that we are where we are. I love being with you and I love you with all my heart and soul. Each day I look forward to the end of work when I come home to find you there waiting for me. I love you Ron and I can't wait until I get home tonight to see you there waiting for me with your smile and intense eyes.

Love always and forever,
Your Hermy

Ron smiled deeply to himself at the words Hermione had written.

"Weasley!" Wood shouted. Ron looked over toward his captain. "Are you finished with your fan mail yet?"

Ron grinned, folded up the letter and stuck it in the inside pocket of his training robes. "Yeah. I'm done Wood." He yelled back. He picked up his broom, threw a leg over and flew up to the hoops, ready to guard them.