Harry Potter and the Summer To Remember

Ron was just a normal teenage wizard absorbed in a Quidditch game when it happened; Hermione lost her concentration mid-flight and began to fall off of her broom. Ron tried to get down to her first, but Harry was a far better flier than he, and made it to Hermione's aid first. He landed just a few feet away from them when the thing he had least expected to happen, did. Harry enveloped Hermione in his arms, then kissed her lightly on the lips.

Ron saw this and quickly ran up to The Burrow. He stormed inside, and tried to go up to his room to brood over this matter alone, when none other but Molly Weasley stopped him.

"What has gotten into you now?" she asked quizzically. Ron avoided his mother's gaze.

"No, Mum, I am not ok. I can't believe I just saw the two of them...." Molly Weasley immediately understood what he said. All she had to do was look out of the window and see Harry and Hermione together, They looked very happy to be just the two of them. Molly said, "Let's go to the kitchen for some tea." Ron, feeling rather trapped followed his mother to the kitchen.

"Honey, I really hope things will be ok between you three-" Mrs. Weasley said when Ron interrupted her.

"Not when I saw more than a friendly kiss between my two best friends!"

Mrs. Weasley could tell that her son was more than agitated now, so calmly said something to make him think (she hoped).

"What makes you so angry about the two of them? Is it because you have more than friendship for Hermione, or because you are afraid you are suddenly pushed out of the circle of friendship with the two of them?"

Ron took a sip of tea, then said slowly, "It is just weird to see them together. I never expected this. I just don't want to be pushed out of their friendship by them being together."

"It looks like you need to have a heart to heart with your best friends," Mrs. Weasley said in response to this.

As if on cue, Harry and Hermione arrived in from outdoors holding hands. They each had a broom in their other hand, except for Harry who was carrying Ron's Cleansweep along with his Firebolt.

Harry and Hermione both spotted Ron and Molly Weasley, but it was Harry who spoke up.

"Hey you!" he said cheerily.

Ron looked at the happy couple. Somberly, yet assured, he said, "Can you two bring the brooms to my room for right now? I want to talk to you." As her son spoke up, now much more even-tempered Molly busied herself cleaning the kitchen from the tea. As she did this, she hummed happily from a melody she knew quite well from the Wizard Wireless Network.

Ron led Hermione and Harry to his room. The couple gave a quick, but filled with dread glance to each other on the way upstairs. They both knew that it was time for the talk. Ron sat on his bed; Harry pulled Ron's desk chair away from the desk, and sat on it backwards, facing Ron and Hermione of course. Hermione chose the floor, but before she could sit down Harry had pushed the chair under her, and took the floor for himself.

Ron began slowly, but firmly. What he had to say was important as it concerned the two best friends.

"I saw the kiss between you two," Ron said. "At first, I was upset but with a good cooldown and a talk with mum, I know just what I want to say to you. I don't ever want to lose you as friends, ever! I don't want to be pushed away by your togetherness. I understand that you will both want time just to be with each other. If I am ever intruding on this, please feel free to let me know. I know we will all need time to adjust to this friendship in a different way. Now, let's all have fun! Want to play chess, Harry? Best out of four games is the champion!"

Ron looked at Harry after he said this, trying to read an expression. Harry's emerald eyes gleamed as he said competitively, "you're on!"

"Want to watch, Hermione?" Ron asked.

Hermione said joyfully, "May the best one win!"

The now happy trio headed downstairs to play chess as the friendship deepened to new levels for all.