Prompt: Quidditch
Rating: G
Pairings: Hermione/Ron
Word Count: 180
"Come on Hermione!" Ron called over from the home-made Quidditch pitch.
It was summer time at the Burrow, and as usual, the boys and Ginny were playing a game of Quidditch. It wasn't as if Hermione hated Quidditch per say, it was the heights and stability of the broom that worried her. She sighed; she knew if she was ever going to tell Ron about her feelings, she would have to get on a broom at some point. Getting up from her spot underneath a particularly shady tree, she called to the players, "Where are the extra brooms?"
"In the shed over there," Fred said pointing in the general direction of the shed whilst trying to hit a bludger towards Harry.
Nervously, she found the extra broom and mounted it. Taking a deep breath she flew out towards the game. If Harry and Ginny can do this and make it look so easy, than who am I to not try? She thought.
After a few lurches, she finally got the feel of things. All that was left was Ron.