Sorry for the long wait! School was killing me slowly. Anyway here's the next chapter! Read and review please! Let me know if you guys have ideas or if you like what's going on so far. Thanks!

Hermione quietly sneaked out of her room and walked to Ron's room. He was sitting on his bed with his wand out and his book bag on his back.

"You ready?"

"Yeah, I hope Ginny didn't wake up when I left,"

"Nah, she sleeps heavy like a Weasley,"

"Right, so how are we doing this, Ron? How are we going to find him? What's our method of transportation?"

"Well, if he's going to the Burrow, then all we have to do is head him off. You know, fly to the Burrow and then pretend as if we were going to Surrey. We'll run into him eventually, and we can always use Hedwig to ask him where he is. As for transportation, we will be flying and camping. I know you hate to, so you can just, you know, fly with me. You know, er, on the same broom."

Ron reddened up at this part, something that didn't escape Hermione's notice. She didn't like flying, but at least she would be with Ron, and he would be hugging her, sort of. She smiled at this.

"Well, has everyone gone to bed already, did you hear anybody on the stairs?"

"No, I didn't hear anybody. I think Sirius was the last one to go up."

"Right, then, what now, should we sneak downstairs and outside to the shed?"

"Yeah. Just don't wake up Ginny as we walk past you guys' room."

"Oh, honestly Ronald."

"What?"

Hermione just rolled her eyes, opened the door, and descended down the staircase.

"Lumos,"

They walked past quite a few tapestries and portraits, and eventually past Mrs. Black's ugly face. Finally, they reached the back door, leading to the small patch of land in the back, and crossed over to the broomshed. They walked in, and Ron browsed around for the right broom. There were a few Cleansweeps in the corner, which he walked past. They needed something a little faster, and more durable. It only took him a manner of minutes to find a suitable Nimbus 2000 that looked fairly new, probably belonging to an order member.

"I found one Hermi-"

"Ronald!" Hermione shrieked, as she turned beet red. In his haste to find her, Ron had tripped over a stray Cleansweep, and he had subsequently knocked her over. They were not in a awkward, yet somehow fitting position. Ron hovered over Hermione in a protective manner while she lay on the floor of the shed, his hand bracing himself on the floor to prevent crushing her. She looked up, and noticed that his eyes were a beautiful shade of blue, brought out by the red hair that plagued the Weasley family. Ron instantly turned a shade of red that would match his roots, and immediately crawled off of her.

"Er, right, sorry, um, I, uh, found a broom. Right, let's go,"

"Yea,".

They walked outside, and Ron mounted the broom. Hermione then got on behind him, and held on tightly to his waist, and soon, they were enjoying the view of the starry night sky.