Disclaimer: I own none of this but the story idea! The characters and the setting and all that jazz belong to J.K. Rowling! If I owned Harry Potter, that would be really awesome, but I don't. So, while that is unfortunate, I can't claim I own these things. AGAIN! IT ALL BELONGS TO J.K. ROWLING!
A/N: So, this will be my first fanfiction that has chapters. I hope you like it! I will try to update it as soon as I can, as much as I can! ENJOY!
Jingle Bells (AU)
"Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way. Oh what fun it is to ride in a one-horse open sleigh." Ron Weasley mumbled under his breath in the empty living room of his home, or as we better know it, 'The Burrow'.
"Ron?" a small voice came from the staircase. Ron stiffened at the thought that his mother (Molly Weasley) heard his singing and realized that he was awake. 'Please don't be Mom, please don't be Mom...' Ron thought as he heard the steps getting closer.
"Ron?" The voice said again, this time he could tell (from the feminine voice) very clearly that it was one of the four girls that were currently taking residence in the burrow, Molly Weasley, Hermione Granger, Ginny Weasley, or Luna Lovegood.
"Yeah…?" He said in a voice just above a whisper, the hesitation was still noticeable in his voice.
"It's just me… Luna." The voice said.
"Oh, okay, what's up Luna?" Ron replied as she emerged from she stairs.
"I couldn't sleep, your sister is talking in her sleep and it's just hard for me. I can't sleep if I have distractions." She said in her dainty voice, pushing a curl of her bleach blonde hair from her shoulder to her back.
"Oh, what was she saying…?" Ron asked. He never had an easy time talking to Luna, it always felt awkward. She was just weird to even talk to. 'Not like Hermione, she is so easy to talk to.' Ron thought to himself.
"She said a few names. She mentioned you and Harry. She also said a few spells with no connection. I don't really understand it, it's probably just dream nonsense." Luna rambled. "You have a beautiful singing voice by the way Ronald." She added, Ron stiffened.
"Huh?..." He asked trying to sound nonchalant but failed.
"You were singing that old muggle song, how does it go? 'Jungle bells, jungle bells-" She started but Ron cut her off.
"No, no, no, it's Jingle bells." He said "My dad heard the song at work while studying muggles, he taught it to my mom, my mom taught it to me. Mom, Ginny and I used to sit in front of the fire and sing it for Merlin knows how long." Ron caught himself smiling at the memories.
Luna smiled. "That is a wonderful story Ronald." She said
"Oh, yeah, thanks… I think." He realized how easily he was talking to her. He wished it was Hermione, he wanted to talk to her right now. 'I want to do more than just talk obviously, but 1-that will never happen because she probably sees me as a brother and 2-talking would be nice also.' Ron thought.
"I can tell your uncomfortable, I will return to Ginny's room now. Goodnight Ronald." Luna said, all while smiling. She started toward the staircase to return to Ginny's room. Once she was out of sight, Ron became humming 'Jingle Bells' again, this time barely audible just in case. Yet he stopped when he heard murmuring from the floor above. It wasn't long after that, that he heard light footsteps from the stairs. 'I really don't want Ginny to tell me about ANOTHER dream' He thought as he realized that the person emerging was more than likely the youngest Weasley.
"Ron?" He heard a musical voice echo from the stairs. He instantly knew who the voice belonged to.
"Hermione." Ron said happily with a big, goofy, smile plastered on his face as her own peeked out from the hall.
"Hey can we talk?" She said, she almost sounded sad. Ron's smile flattened and he nodded. 'What's wrong? Is she okay?'