And then they play a little bit of Quinditch~

Chapter 3

"Oi! Ron! The ball!" Fred Weasley hollers as he races towards the goal.

The Weasleys, Fred, George, Ginny and Ron, along with Harry, Hermione and a few other Gryffindors, were having a friendly Quidditch match on a rainy Saturday afternoon. They had booked a Quidditch playing ground just outside of Hogwarts so that Fred and George could come to join in during their free time as the playing grounds were very near their shop.

Ron felt his heart racing and he felt elated. The water falling onto his skin seemed to spark a fire within his heart and he was perfect, currying through every lunge, and dodging every tackle.

Just as it looked like the opposite team was winning, Ron made a dive for the ball, and in one smooth motion, hit it straight to Fred. However, it grazed passed his brother and whizzed passed Harry, who was the Goalkeeper for the opposing side.

"YES!" George and Ginny exclaimed and thumped Ron on the back as the ball landed smack against the netting beside Harry's ear.

Ron laughed and waved them off. But as he raised his hand in the air, he realized that he could faintly see through his hand.

"Err… guys, I'm feeling a bit sick" Ron feigned and flew down to the Quidditch locker room and rushed in to shake off the water.

Shaking out his clothes he sighed and brushed off the water on his arms and legs as well.

"Too much water" he mumbled to himself as he rang out his hair.

He was just about got back to solid-body form when Hermione burst in and rushed up to him, patting him and feeling his head. She frowned and glared at him.

"You look alright to me. Is there something you're not telling me?" She glared.

Ron, alarmed, took a step back.

"Hey Hermione, I don't remember you turning into a boy" Fred Weasley grinned as he sauntered into the room.

Hermione turned and blushed beet red "Well I-I was wo-"

"S'okay, seriously, I just felt a little queasy cause of the rain," Ron cut her off and grinned, glad for the distraction.

Hermione turned her interrogative stare on Ron again, but she had lost her moment as Fred threw a brotherly arm around Ron's neck and towed him out, telling him fondly how he was going to "fix Ron right up" with one of his latest inventions.

"OVER MY DEAD BODY!" Ron shouted as he wrestled his way out of Fred's hold and made a dash for it.

"Seriously, does Fred seems to think that I am his resident test dummy for all his weird potions" Ron groaned as later that day, Harry and Hermione were picking out a few books for their respective essays. Fred had spent a good portion of the rest of Saturday hounding Ron to take a very yucky green-looking potion which was supposed to miraculously cure anything.

Ron leaned against a bookshelf while Hermione set a great number of books on the nearest table and began to count them.

"Well, to be honest, I think that particular spell would work "Hermione replied and looked up at Ron "I helped him mix that potion. I thought that perhaps it would be a good investment to have some potions that weren't really all that lethal at the shop"

"You helped him? Since when did you hang out with my brother? Is there something I'm missing here?" Ron grinned as Hermione blushed slightly.

"Ah well, it's not like he's going to force feed you" Harry grinned as he came out from behind a bookcase with an equally heavy pile of books, but after careful assessment, put half of the books back.

Hermione turned back to her stack and tried to look busy. It had been a few weeks now that Ron had noticed a sudden bond that Fred and Hermione had developed behind closed doors, and Ron was actually quite happy to encourage it, but it was very young, and Hermione was very shy about it, so Ron decided to leave the teasing for when they became
more obviously attached.

Ron pushed himself off of the surface of the bookshelf " I think I'll go pinch something from the kitchens. Do you guys want anything?" He asked, straightening out his robes.

"Not really," Harry said as he sat down and began to take down notes.

Ron looked at Hermione and mouthed " What did you do to him? He's studying!"

Hermione rolled her eyes and pointed to the shelf Harry had come from. In bold golden letters, the words "Auror" was stamped to the shelf.

Ron grinned and waved as he made his way out of the library.

And just as he turned the corner, he slammed into a familiar face.

"Watch where you're going Weasel" Draco growled. His two lackeys glared at Ron over Draco's shoulder, and Ron rolled his eyes and pushed passed the bunch of them.

"Hey I'm talking to you, you worthless scum," Draco said and Crabbe grabbed Ron by the collar.

It was quick work to put Crabbe through the wall, and when Ron rounded on Draco, both Draco and Doyle could feel there was something strange about the way Ron was looking at them.

"Stay out of my way," Ron said, his voice coming out low and curt, and for a moment, Draco swore that Ron's eyes went from brown to blue, and then back again.

Then with a swish of Ron's robes, he stalked down the corridor and disappeared around the corner.

Draco looked from Crabbe, who was sticking with his head and arms in the library, and his butt and legs dangling outside in the air, to the place where Ron disappeared, and for the hundredth time in his life, he wondered about the choices he had made in life, and how things had come to this.

"Why is it that it's my guy that's the one sticking out of the wall?" Draco growled and kicked Crabbed, who fell completely through the wall and into the library.

Draco rolled his eyes and waited at the library entrance for Crabbe to scrambled up and join Draco and Doyle again.