Tension between Hermione and Ron lessened as the days went by. Letters from Harry grew rarer and rarer until Harry was almost a distant memory. Hermione wrote him daily, but received few replies. But one day, Ron got a letter.

"Hermione, did the owl get here yet?" Ron yelled from across the room. Hermione was in the kitchen, cooking dinner. Or trying to. She was trying to improve her cullinary skills, for when Harry returned.

"No Ron. And why don''t you look for yourself?"

"Becase, " Ron grinned, "I'm a guy. That's what women are for."

"Ronald Weasly!" Hermione stormed into the living room. "Just because I am a member of the female race, does not give you the right to tell me what to do! I-"

"Hush! The owl's here!" Ron waved his hand at Hermione. He ran to the window to let the owl in. It strutted in importantly, and dropped it's package. It ruffled it's feathers and flew away.

"What was that?" Hermione called. She was back in the kitchen.

"Nothing to concern yourself about Hermione."

"I still think I should know..." Hermione's footsteps echoed in the hallway.

"Get back wench! Go bake me a pie!" Ron shouted, and magically looked the living room door.

"RONALD WEASLY!" Hermione tried to unlock the door. "Let me in!"

"Not by the hair of my chinny chin chin! Where's my pie?"

"Up your-"

Ron placed a Silencing charm on the door. He sighed and turned his attention back to the package. He opened it with anticipation. He read the top letter with a sigh of relief.

Dear Robert Wiles,

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Maggie Cassin
Editor

Ron grinned. This was the perfect opportunity to get rid of his feelings for Hermione. Just-

"RONALD! OPEN THIS DOOR!" Ron sighed. Very few people could rip through a Silencing charm, and he had to be friends with that person.

"Fine Hermione." Ron waved his wand, and the door flew open. Hermione stood in the doorway, furious.

"WHAT was in that package?" Hermione asked heavily, holding a wooden spoon.

"I'll tell you.....as soon as you bring me my pie." Like lightening, a large wooden spoon came flying at Ron's head.

That was short, I know....and I didn't get to write about Harry...*pokes herself* But I'm supposed tobe on vacation so I don't have alot of time. I'm due back in New York around Saturday....so definite post on Sunday...all other posts in between are up in the air.

Katie