Kylie came down for dinner. It looked like some sort of feast was happening; so much food! She immediately rushed to the table and grabbed an empty spot, which was apparently Ron's, who had gone to fill his cup of water. "Hey! I sit there!" Ron said, looking upset. "OK, I guess?" Kylie said confused but how could she say no to his cute little face? She moved to the seat next to Ron's, which was also empty. 'Looks like girl got a crush,' whispered the twins in such a way that only Kylie and themselves could hear. "Oh, and by the way, you got your letter, Kylie" Percy said, suddenly business-like, as he handed over a letter to Kylie. Just looking at it filled her with joy. Pure, utter joy. 

"Well, eat! You've barely touched your food!" Mrs. Weasley politely said. Kylie folded the sheet neatly, put it in her pocket, and got started on her food. Ron and Kylie looked the same. They both were stuffing themselves with, well, food. For one moment, Kylie stopped to breathe, gulped the food that was in her mouth, and glanced at Ron, who still didn't stop. A few seconds later, Ron repeated her actions. They stared at each other for some time, then burst into laughter. Why? Nobody knows, not even themselves. After they were done laughing, everyone was staring uncomfortably at them. They quietly washed their plates and ran up to Ron's room. "Why did we laugh?" Ron asked innocently. "Fred, George! Cut it out!" Kylie yelled before replying "Beats me.". "Best friends?" Ron offered shyly. "Sure, best friends. But, we need to be unique," Kylie replied. "We are unique," Ron said pointedly. "No, I mean, we need to create a special way to greet each other." 

"What do you mean?"

"For example, whenever we meet, I'll say a word, and you'll say another word that relates to the first one."

"I don't understand."

"Like, I say 'pizza', you say 'Domino's', you say 'butterscotch', I say 'vanilla', etc."

"So, those are the ones we'll use?"

"Not the only ones. We'll create one and discard one from time to time"

"OK"

"..."

"..."

"..."

"Say something!"

"What?"

"Y'know, something!"

"Something!"

"Dad joke?'

"No!"

"Really? -_-"

"OK, fine, it was one."

"No secrets?"

"Umm... OK? No secrets, I guess."

A voice came from downstairs; it was Mrs. Weasley. "Kylie, you'll be sleeping in someone's room because I won't let you sleep on the couch. Pick a room, hun!" she half screamed. "OK, Mrs. Weasley!" Kylie half yelled back. "Do you mind?" Kylie asked timidly. "Not at all" Ron replied, grinning. It's going to be a long night of not sleeping.

Kylie and Mr. Weasley went to Diagon Alley and spent her birthday buying her school stuff, and explaining Muggle products. Then they got a small cake for her to cut. Ron and kylie wouldn't let go of each other.