Still don't own it people. You've gotta believe me.
Okay, so here we go with the next one, the ever sweet Ron/Luna pairing.
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He was sitting at the edge of the Black Lake with his arm around Luna's shoulders. They sat in companionable silence, watching the setting sun turn the surface of the water glittering scarlet. Ron glanced down at her, his free hand playing absently with her engagement ring, and kissed the top of her head. She smiled, snuggling closer to her shoulder.
He was standing at the end of an open-air path watching Luna float toward him in a bright, graceful gown, and she was the only thing he could see, and then moments later he was kissing her, and she was the only person in his world.
He was leaning against the nursery door-frame, watching Luna rock their new-born son Andonis in her arms. The baby smiled up at his mother, cooing happily, and Ron smiled too, moving into the room to kneel beside them.
He was going through a box of files in the corner of his cubicle in the auror office when he found a photo that Hermione had sent him late last year. It was of her and Victor Krum at the latest International Quidditch Championship; Krum had his arm around Hermione, and she was leaning against his shoulder, her face flushed with happiness. On the back of the photo, she'd written: We're planning the wedding for next December. Hope you guys can all come! ~Love Hermione. Ron grinned and tacked the photo up on the wall amongst those of the rest of his family. Good for Hermione.
He was lying in bed with his arm around Luna when a little hand tugged the material of his pajamas. He rolled over to find his son standing beside the bed. Andi's lip trembled as he mumbled something about nightmares. Ron reached out and picked up the little boy, snuggling him between himself and Luna, who moved over to make room and stroked their son's hair until he fell asleep.
He was in some far-flung region of Africa on vacation, watching Luna show Andi some 'snorkak' tracks she'd found. Ron shook his head, smiling slightly, but made on comment. Luna's belief in the unseen was one of the things he loved msot about his wife.
He was dancing with Luna at Hermione and Krum's wedding reception, twirling her around and around the floor, and enjoying the way her sunny yellow dress shown in the sun, when Dean Thomas tapped his shoulder, asking to cut in. Ron just grinned, shook his head, and spun his wife away into the center of the floor.
He was holding his son in his arms to help him see over the edge of the new crib so that her could see his new sister. Andi smiled happily and babbled out a stream of welcoming words at little Lexianna, who cooed happily back blinking big blue eyes.
He was sitting beside the Christmas tree at the Burrow, bouncing little Lexi on his knee as Luna sat at his side, chatting with the rest of the family as he watched his Andi and all his neices and nephews open their Christmas gifts.
He was helping to load his son's trunk onto the Hogwart's Express while his eight-year-old daughter bounced happily up and down beside them. Then he hugged his son and stepped back, scooping Lexi up onto his shoulders and wrapping and arm around Luna as he watched his son's big, excited grey eyes until they went out of sight, pulled back inside the window as the train pulled away.
He and Luna were looking down at the first letter Lexi ever sent to them from Hogwarts, gazing proudly at the words 'I got sorted into Ravenclaw!' Ron hugged Luna tightly. She had given him a strong, brave son and a sweet, clever little girl.
He was gazing up at the shiny plaque on the wall of his auror office cubicle that proclaimed him June's auror of the month. He grinned, checked his watch, and grinned wider. Time to go to Andi's graduation! He got up and hurried out of the office, on his way to pick up Luna.
He was visiting with George in Diagon Alley, watching Andi rush back and forth fetching and carrying items; while he was in auror training, George had agreed to let his nephew work for him at the joke shop so that the kid could pay for his extra education.
He was hugging his daughter, congratulating her on her graduation. She smiled up at him, tossing her blonde ponytail, and announced that she planned to become a curse-breaker, and that Uncle Bill had said he'd put in a good word for her at Gringott's Bank. Beside Ron, Luna nodded and commented that Lexi must remember to take pictures-just in case she saw a blibbering humdinger or a snorkak. Lexi grinned and bounded over to her friends, leaving Ron to embrace Luna in happiness.
He was standing beside Luna as she read an excerpt from her new magical creatures book. When she finished there was roaring applause, and Ron kissed the top of her head, murmuring in her ear that she had done her father proud. She smiled, almost crying with joy.
He was walking down a long purple carpet with his daughter on his arm, and when they reached the end she turned and kissed his cheek, whispered that she loved him in his ear, and took Malcolm Krum's hand, moving to stand beside him. Ron watched their ceremony with tears in his eyes and a brilliant smile on his face.
He was going over some dark wizard files in the office when Andi stopped by with his girlfriend and announced happily that she had just agreed to become his wife. Ron jumped up to congratulate them, beaming broadly.
He was sitting on the front porch, watching his three grandchildren paly tag in the yard. Luna sat beside him, arms twined in his and her head on his shoulder as they listened to the children laugh.
He was kneeling before a gravestone of polished granite, placing a bouquet of white roses at its base. The inscription carved upon the stone read: 'Luna Weasley, Beloved wife and mother. Death is but the next step of existance.' with dates underneath. A tear slid down Ron's cheek as he brushed his fingers over Luna's name. His heart hurt. But the pain wouldn't last for much longer. He would be with her again soon.
Tears were streaming down Ron's face as he pulled back from the crystal for a third time, and his shoulders shook. He managed a single deep breath before the crystal drew him in again.
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*sniffle sniffle* So sad...how can I write this? I don't know... Anyway, y'all should review, just remember, no flames, kay? I 'preciate your opinions! (And check out my other stories if you have a second to spare, 'kay? thanx) ~Seeker