RUNA: One Shot
Beautiful, he's always thought of her as beautiful, other people cant see it.
They think of her as loony.
He thinks of her as unique.
Her blunt opinions, hurtful as they were, were truths.
Her far-away expressions and equally dream-like voice, creamy white skin were very pale, almost translucent, she believes in the impossible, non-existent creatures.
"Ronald, how are you?" Luna asked in her dreamy voice.
"I'm fine" He replied as he admired her pale skin, her long blond hair, her upturned nose, her half-lidded eyes that showed icy blue and her cherry red lips.
"You know Ron, if you want to kiss me, just do it, I don't mind" Luna said smiling lightly as Ron sputtered a response.
"I…I…uh" His ears turned red and he leaned down.
His lips touched hers, how could he describe it? Finally kissing the girl he liked.
It was like kissing electricity, as he was reminded of his first experience of being grounded before with handling muggle devices.
The kiss was warm and tingles every where, he leaned back and smiled.
Her radish earrings clinked against her neck while her cap bottle necklace nestled there.
"Did the Wublin' Gundinger get you? There are an awful lot of them on you" She said.
"Really, what do they do?" He asked.
"They're like little fireflies that follow and attach themselves to people in love" She said, smiling with the corners of her lips tilted upwards.
He just laughed and embraced her.
She is after all, the second brightest witch in school.
[First goes to Hermione]
AUTHORS NOTE:
This was something I had lying around so I decided to publish it alongside other of my oneshots.
Ron + Luna = RUNA
Made: Nov. 24, 2010