Hello, you've just stumbled upon a nice little fanfic called Gingers, Brunettes, and Blondes, Oh My! This is basically going to be a series of one-shots about Next Generation! Whoo! This has many different couples in this, and it's mainly for the Prompts, Oh Prompts thread in the NextGen Fanatics forum. Although, there will be a few of my own creation if I feel like it . . . Which I just might do . . . Muahahahaha!

A one-shot for the Prompts, Oh Prompts thread in the NextGen Fanatics forum. A Lucy/Lysander one. It's my first time writing for this couple, so let's hope this goes well! Fingers crossed!

Pairings: Lucy/Lysander

Prompts: amelioration, daisy chains, elephant, illuminate

Quote: "Happiness depends on ourselves." -Aristotle

Disclaimer: I OWN NOTHING! If I did, I would be rolling in money (well, the money that I have left after I donated it to charity) and be laughing at the people who have to suffer about not knowing about what happens in the NextGen! (Because I am one of those people)

Lucy ran up to Lysander in the hallway. "Lysander, Lysander, Lysander!" Lucy yelled, her brown hair flowing behind her.

"Lucy, Lucy, Lucy," he started, mimicking her. Then he said in his normal voice, "What?"

"I just got an acceptance letter to the Longbottom Association for Cureless Cases!" Lucy squealed. She had been trying to help out the mentally-ill at this foundation for months.

"That's great, Luce!" Lysander said, hugging her. "What's your first assignment?"

"Well, since I'm still in Hogwarts, I can't go to work there yet," Lucy explained. "But, my first assignment away from there is to make daisy chains."

"How does that help the mentally-ill?" Lysander asked, slightly confused. Lily whacked him on the shoulder with her acceptance letter.

"It calms down the patients that have completely lost their minds," Lucy said, reading from the letter. "It also says that for people who are about to become uncureable, it also calms them down, and, if I make enough, we could ameliorate the whole of mind loss!" Lucy had always loved helping the sick ever since she heard about her Uncle Nev's parents who lost their minds.

"Wait, how can that ameliorate it?" Lysander asked.

"For a Ravenclaw, you sure are slow," Lucy said. Lysander put on a sarcastic smile. "Well, for cases that are about to become uncureable, the uncureable part is usually caused by stress. Studies show that it is more likely to cure a person that is about to become incureable when they are calm. Studies also show that flowers are the most common relaxation device. So, since flowers is calming, we make daisy chains."

"Well, that's my human dictionary," Lysander said, ruffling her hair. Lucy smiled brightly.

"I am a Ravenclaw for a reason," she replied smugly, her hands on her hips. "And why are you a Ravenclaw?"

"I don't know," Lysander replied, smiling and laughing. "Let's just go make those daisy chains."

Lucy and Lysander both walked out into the Hogwarts garden where there were a lot of flowers to look and pick. At the west end of the garden were the daisies. Lucy excitedly grabbed Lysander's hand and dragged him over to the daisies.

"Let's go pick some!" she exclaimed, acting like a five-year-old at a candy store. She sat down in the grass by the daisies and started picking some. Lysander sat down next to her and smiled at her childlike demeanor.

"Luce, you know that you're acting like a little kid making daisy chains, right?" Lysander asked, smirking.

"Well, I am making daisy chains, and I'm technically a child as I haven't come of age yet," Lucy replied matter-of-factly.

"Okay, fine, you win," Lysander replied, smirking and picking a daisy. His smile's so cute, Lucy thought. Wait, why am I thinking that? Stop it, Luce, you should be thinking about the uncureable not Lysander and his bright blond hair and shining blue eyes and . . . Oh, shut UP, Luce!

"I'm happy," Lucy said. "Are you? I mean, making daisy chains make me happy."

"Happiness depends on ourselves," Lysander said. "Not daisy chains."

"How? I know I'm happy," Lucy inquired.

"Well, certain things make you have a feeling of happiness," Lysander said, "but you're not having the emotion happy. Like, you know you're happy when you have your first child or you get married, but that's by something you caused. Daisy chains aren't made by you."

"Uh, yeah they are," Lucy said.

"Bad example," Lysander just said, and he went back to making his daisy chain.

"So, do you even know how to make daisy chains?" Lucy asked with a cheeky eyebrow raise, looking at Lysander who was doing it all wrong.

"No, I do not," Lysander replied, slightly laughing,

"Let me help you," Lucy replied. "So, you take a daisy, and you-okay it's hard to show you when I'm sitting right here, three feet away from you. So, can I, um, s-sit in your, um, your lap?" The tips of Lucy's ears turned the famous Weasley red.

Lysander chuckled. "Um, sure," he replied, also blushing.

Lucy then crawled awkwardly into Lysander's lap, both of them blushing furiously. Then Lucy showed him the proper way to make a daisy chain. Eventually, Lysander couldn't see what Lucy was doing, so he put his chin on her shoulder and wrapped his arms around her waist.

Just then, Lucy's little cousin, Lily, came up and said, "Ooh! You guys are dating! When did this happen?" Lucy and Lysander quickly separated.

"Uh, um, uh, er, uh," Lysander stammered.

"We were just making daisy chains, Lils," Lucy said.

"Mm-hm," Lily replied, not believing it. "Why were you in his lap, and why were his arms around your waist and his chin on your shoulder?" Lucy and Lysander blushed again.

"Well, Lucy said that she couldn't show me how to make a daisy chain from three feet away, so she sat in my lap," Lysander said, his face getting redder. "Then, I couldn't see what she was doing, so I put my chin on her shoulder."

"Why were your arms around her then?" Lily asked with a cheeky smirk.

"Natural instincts?" Lysander suggested.

"Okay, I'll leave you two alone," Lily said, emphasizing "alone." "Together. Just by yourselves."

"Okay, bye, Lily," Lucy said, her voice plainly stating that she wanted her to leave.

"Bye," Lily said, leaving them. While she was walking out, she was laughing.

"That was weird," Lucy said when Lily was gone. She still had some pink tinge to her cheek. She looks cute when she's embarrassed, Lysander thought. NO, don't think about that. She's just a friend. Just a friend.

"So, I'm just wondering," Lysander said, "since you said that daisy chains are the most popular calming device, what's the least popular calming device?"

"Well, aren't we playing 20 Questions today?" Lucy said, laughing, the sun illuminating her brown hair. The sun makes her look beautiful, Lysander thought. God, what's wrong with me?

"No, we really aren't," Lysander replied. "I only asked you one question." He's so cute when he's confused, Lucy thought. Gosh, what's wrong with me! He's a friend. F-R-I-E-N-D! Friend!

"Okay, never mind," Lucy said. "So, the least common calming thing is elephants."

"Elephants?" Lysander asked.

"Elephants," Lucy repeated. "Well, according to research-"

"It's always that," Lysander said.

"Shut up!" Lucy exclaimed. "So, continuing on. According to research, riding or petting an elephant sooths you since there aren't many in these areas, and that's what makes it the least popular. You can only find elephants in zoos or in Africa and India. But when you do ride one, it's proven that it calms you."

"Cool," Lysander said. He looked at the setting sun which was illuminating Lucy's hair again, giving it a light orange tinge. "We should probably get inside, it's getting late."

"Let's just watch the sunset," Lucy insisted.

"Okay," Lysander said. They put the daisy chains in a pile not too far from them, and they started watching the sunset. The sky went from orange to pink in a matter of minutes.

"When I was younger, every day I'd watch the sun go down with my mom," Lucy said, smiling. "I remember how she would let us sit on the roof of the house, and then Dad yelled at us when he found out where we were. He nearly had a heart attack. I miss those days. I mean, of course, Mum's still alive, but we haven't watched the sunset since I was nine. We just, I guess, grew out of it."

Lysander turned to face Lucy. "We could start doing it," he suggested.

"Yeah, maybe we should," Lucy said, a smile forming on her face.

Soon, the sun was almost down. Lucy looked at Lysander, and he looked at Lucy. Silver eyes met brown ones, and the next they knew, they were leaning in closer. Soon, their lips were a centimeter away from each other's. They looked into each other's eyes, and it was Lucy who first put her lips on his.

It was both Lysander's and Lucy's first kiss, so it was very cute and innocent. It was filled with passion and love, and there were sparks and fireworks, etc, etc.

They only stopped kissing when they heard a high-pitched squeal from behind them. "Oh my God!" Lily, the squealer, said. "I knew it! I knew you two liked each other! And a kiss just as the sun set! Oh my God! It's adorable! I must tell Rosie!"

"Well, there goes our first kiss," Lucy said. "If Lily wasn't there, I would've kept it a secret."

"Yeah, me too," Lysander said with a smirk.

"Now I know I'm happy, and it's by something I caused," Lucy said with a smirk that looked almost identical to Lysander's.

Lysander rolled his eyes and kissed Lucy again.

A/N: Yeah, kinda cheesy, but you'll live with it. We all need fluff in the world! Don't alert or favorite without reviewing!

~WATT