Author's Note: Please read this before you form opinions, I swear I am a die-hard Ron/Hermione shipper, okay? R&R PLEASE!!!!!!!
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. That wonderful right is for J.K. Rowling and J.K. Rowling ONLY.
I thought I was supposed to be jealous, when I saw that kiss. I thought I would give anything to take Hermione's place and kiss Ron. But I wasn't. It was strange. Before, every time I saw Ron and Hermione alone together, I got madly jealous and felt like killing Hermione. But this time, I wasn't. I felt happy and sad at the same time. I felt happy for them, amazingly. I mean, they were perfect for each other. I felt sad because no boy would ever kiss me. I would never have a boyfriend. To boys, I was just Loony Luna Lovegood. Loveless Luna Lovegood. I laughed softly. I was a fool. I never really loved Ron, I just tricked myself into thinking I did. Then suddenly, I heard a voice behind me.
"Luna?" it said. "What are you doing here?" I knew that voice. I had never been happier, hearing that voice. It was Neville. And suddenly, I knew who I really loved.