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Ron x Luna (do they have a couple name?) fic-let (7 chapters)

Setting: After Voldemort's down fall, but everyone came back to retake 7th year cause the teachers and parents wanted to properly prep the kids for life (aka erase the Cruciatis curse from their memory), or something of the sort. Hermione is with Draco, why? Because I like them together. (this does take place after Those Grey Eyes, if you want to put them in chronological order...but who would? It's not necessary to read them in order. :D)

POV: Ron's

Disclaimer: I own nothing

xoxoxoxox-- Chapter 1: If She Didn't have the Scones --xoxoxoxox

I sat in the Great Hall, wondering, since when did everyone decide to get attached? I looked to the right, and there was Harry sharing a mushy stare with Ginny. I pretended to gag, way too lovey-dovey for me. I turned the other way, only to see Lavender with her new boyfriend. It's not like that was any better, so I looked straight ahead and saw Hermione with Draco. Since when did everyone decide to find their true love at seventeen? Just because Valentine's Day was around the corner doesn't mean everyone has to have a companion to snog. I mean, if I didn't have one, why should anyone else? I looked around to see some more mushy stuff and was grimacing greatly at every couple which I felt was mushy enough to hurl over. I felt something on his arm, I figured it was just some measly fly and absentmindedly swiped at it. I felt it again, and brushed it off, stupid fly. Suddenly something shoved me over, since when did flies get so much strength? "RON!"

I turned to see Harry was the one poking me, "What, Harry?" I asked irritated with my lack of attachment.

"Do you think, maybe, you have enough syrup for your pancakes?" What the bloody hell was Harry talking about?

Harry gestured with a head nod toward my plate. I looked down; oh. My plate was so submersed in syrup, it was on the verge of overflowing. I pulled my hand back from pouring any more, and gave a shrug of a smile, "Whoops." Harry nodded as if I had gone mad, and turned back to Ginny. I rolled my eyes and turned forward again, only to see a whiff of blond hair swish in front of me. I blinked to see Loony- I mean Luna, sitting in front of me. Where did she come from? It's as if she appears out of thin air. Her wand was sitting behind her ear as usual, but I never noticed the way some of her hair just kind of curled at the tips around her chin. I began to look at the way her lips curled in a smile in a way that was almost cute. I looked up to her eyes, she was looking at me questioningly. I blinked rapidly and cleared my throat, "What?" I croaked, did I just check out, Luna?

"I said," her voice began, "Do you really plan on eating all that syrup?"

I looked at my plate, how could I have been checking out Luna? I mean she was the school weirdo, if it wasn't too harsh to say, and besides I mean she is Luna, what the bloody hell. "No." I said absentmindedly.

"Oh, she began…" I droned her voice out as I found myself looking at her again, how her wand fit so perfectly behind her ear, how her eyelashes seemed be curled to almost a point of perfection, at the radish necklace she wore around her neck, how it was weird, but not that bad at all, "…Ron, are you listening?"

Merlin, I needed to seriously get out of here. "I have to go." I said hastily, getting out of the bench, I mumbled a goodbye of some sort to Harry, and made my way out of the hall.

Since when did I examine Luna as if she was a girl? A real girl, not just some wacko friend? I only got so far when I heard, "Wait, Ron!" What did the girl want? "Ron," she said stumbling closer to me. How was a bloke supposed to get his thoughts in order when his unorganized thoughts stood right in front of him? Merlin, my thoughts weren't even making sense anymore. "Where are you going?"

And for an instant, I saw her as a Ginny, following me around when we were little, saying the exact phrase Ginny always used to ask me. "Nowhere," I blurted out, not purposely, out of habit.

"Oh," she sad flashing a sad smile.

"You can come if you like," I found myself saying, to make her feel better. Wait, didn't I want her to leave me alone? I definitely needed to get away.

"Really?" she asked.

I sucked in a breath, about to reject her, but with it, I smelled something; it smelled like a scone. My stomach grumbled, I hadn't eaten, could I have gotten any stupider? It was silent but for my grumbling stomach. Luna giggled, "What?"

She pulled out a something from her cloak pocket, "Here, you can have them." She said handing me three scones wrapped with a napkin. She held them to me in the middle of her two hands, like an offering. "Oh no," I said shrugging them away, as if I didn't want them. They smelled amazing, "I couldn't." I said licking my lips at the smell of the scones.

"Really, take them, I'm not hungry."

"You sure?" I asked feigning as if I didn't really want them. She nodded, and I smiled and then eyed the scones, hungrily, "If you insist," I said hastily as I began to devour the first of the three down. Luna watched with a innocent smile, "You should really eat, if you are that hungry. I mean, it's not as if I or anyone else chased you out."

I paused from my chewing, and looked at her awkwardly, yes, she was the one that chased me out. Her with her hair, and her eyes, and the way she was unfazed by anything chased me out of the Great Hall. Even if she put it as a question, I couldn't help but wonder if maybe she really knew why I left. I began to chew once again, and almost choked on my food. I coughed as the food got caught in my throat. I patted my chest, instantly regretting shoving the second scone in my mouth without swallowing the first one. Luna was looking at me as I coughed up my food for dear life, and soon she came and patted my back as I coughed up the last two scones onto the grass just outside the corridor. I cleared my throat, "Thanks."

She smiled, "You know you should really chew before you swallow."

"Thanks for the advice," I said sarcastically.

"Yes, then you won't get puke all over yourself." I looked at her oddly, firstly, how did she not catch the fact that I was being sarcastic? And secondly, what did I have on myself? "Here," she said, and pulled out a napkin that appeared from out of nowhere. She began to wipe something off my mouth and I realized, that I had puke from the scone I just backwashed all over me. I'm beginning to think this is one of the most embarrassing moments of my life. When Luna finished, she tossed the napkin into a nearby bin. I realized I was blushing. No girl had ever done that to me, but perhaps, my mum. I wondered if I could somehow come up with some witty comment to get rid of this awful silence that I have concocted since I failed to chew and swallow properly, until I realized she had said something, "…going?"

"What?" I asked, her words seemed to always escape me.

"Didn't you say you were going somewhere?" she asked in a slower tone, as if I was slow in the head. I didn't blame her, if I was her, I want to know why the person I was talking to was as slow as a brick.

"Uh, I was gonna kind of go, to the common room," I said scratching the back of my head.

"Oh, then why'd you tell me I could go?"

"We can go to the lake, I guess," I just kept inviting her, didn't I.

"Okay," she said smiling. We began to walk toward the lake. She seemed to be bubbling with excitement that we were going to the lake, walking with an extra spring in her step. She leaned down suddenly and plucked a dandelion. She removed her wand, and replaced it with the dandelion. She hid her wand somewhere in her cloak. I was expecting her to ask me how she looked, like every other girl would have, but she didn't, and we kept walking. We reached the bank of the lake, and it seemed to be right in the middle of a dandelion field. She settled herself in the center of it. She began to make a chain of dandelions, I always used to see girl's make, except, they all stopped like five years ago. Luna was definitely different.

I realized I had one scone left, and took it out. I broke it in half, "Want some?" I asked.

She smiled and took it, "Thanks." I nodded and threw my half into my mouth, careful to actually chew and swallow properly.

I found myself sitting in a rather uncomfortable position, and realized I was sitting on a rock. I picked it up and began to think how some people could get rocks to skip in the water. I tried to mimic their oh-so-smooth ways. To my utter embarrassment, it didn't even skip once. It just fell to the bottom with a huge, plunk. Brilliant, so smooth of me.

I stole a look at Luna who was biting her lip trying to hide a smile. I pretended to ignore it. She looked around her and picked up a rock. She threw it into the lake. It skipped three times. How, bloody, embarrassing. A girl can toss rocks better then me. I looked over to her, she had a dandelion chain complete, and she put it on her head as if it was a crown. It made her look quite cute. I mean, of course, the dandelions looked cute, not her. "You know how to really toss a rock?"

I turned to her, "What?"

"Make a rock, skip," she said as her gaze became distant. I gave a confused look, maybe I shouldn't have asked her to come along. "It's quite easy you know, its all in the wrist." I nodded though she didn't really make much sense, "My mum taught me, before her incident." It was quiet. I could have sworn I heard a threstral it was so bloody quiet. How am I supposed to respond to that? Just say something like, I'm sorry? No, it would sound fake. And it's not like I could say: do you miss her? 'Cause I can not really relate. So, there we sat in the quiet.

I leaned back to rest on my hands, only my hand touched hers. I pulled back right away, "Sorry," I mumbled wondering how many times someone's face could turn red before permanently staying that way. I let my hair fall over my eyes to hide the embarrassment.

"Oh its, fine," she said continuing to stare out in the distance once again.

xoxoxoxoxoxoxox

*Gasp it's not a one-shot. I saw that about 90% of Ron x Luna fics are one-shots. I've never read a Ron x Luna fic though, cause I started writing this as someone asked me to, and I don't want to like "ruin the vibe" or whatever. So if I'm way off the target of what's supposed to be a Ron x Luna fic, I'm happy to listen, unless you're mean.

p.s. they need a couple name, Ron x Luna is way too long to type.

p.s.s. how do u even make the two work in a one-shot, i mean there wasn't even a kiss on the cheek in mine yet. I guess I should read one when I'm done with this, or if someone insists i should because mine is lame.

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