You were part of the golden trio, best friends with Harry Potter, Hermione Granger and, of course, Ron Weasley. You were always fighting with the red-haired girl, but deep down, everyone knew that you had a crush on each other!

Well, Ron had become the newest Keeper for the Gryffindor Quidditch team. Or, as Harry put it: "Another Weasley for the team?" In any case, the red-haired girl returned late to the dormitory after Quidditch practice, and she didn't have much free time anymore, considering her ambition to put the Slytherin team in the losers' hall in the next game.

realizing she was spending less time with you, Ron called you to watch her and Harry's training. The day was cold and cloudy, and the Quidditch pitch floor was covered in puddles from the rain last night. Overall, training showed how good Ron was as a goalkeeper, but you refused to admit that to yourself; although I couldn't deny how good Ron looked in that Quidditch uniform, and how tall she was compared to the other girl...And her short, fiery red hair...GET A CONTROL!

While you were lost in thought, Ron parked with his broom, still suspended in the air, next to you. Then, she grabbed your face, giving you a quick peck on the lips: "I beat my record!" That was her excuse.