More to him than it seems
Ron Weasley was in his seventh and final year at Hogwarts when one of the oddest things happened to him. He got a Valentine.
It was anonymous, but Ron was the only person who seemed to have no clue who it was from.
Dumbledore, the bloody madman as Ron had put it, had decided that in the dark times they were currently in, they should bring back the ever so popular Valentines from when Gilderoy Lockhart held the cursed position of Defense against the Dark Arts professor.
Harry, for one, thought it was hilarious when one of the ugly little dwarves caught up with Ron on his way to charms. Probably because he was glad it wasn't for him again. Ron put up more of a fight than Harry had, actually managing to run halfway down the corridor before he was tackled, and then still nearly got away. But in the end, the dwarf had pinned him to the ground.
"I've got a musical message to deliver to Ron Weasley in person," the dwarf said menacingly.
Harry burst out laughing when he heard that, and Ron glared.
"What's going on here?" said Malfoy, who had arrived, to make the torture complete.
"What's all the commotion?" asked Ginny, making Harry laugh harder.
"Here is your singing Valentine," said the dwarf, and he sang,
His hair is as red as his Quidditch team robes,He's the keeper for Gryffindor team,
I wish he was mine, he's really divine,
There's much more to him than it seems!
Ginny looked as though she was struggling not to join in on Harry's laughter. Malfoy looked as though Christmas had come early.
"You got an admirer Weasley? Well doesn't this seem familiar? Right, Potter, Weaslet?" He looked from Harry to Ginny. "I wonder why they didn't sign their name? Too embarrassed that they like you?"
"Shut up, Malfoy." Ron gritted his teeth.
"Fine, Weasley. But where you gonna take her? A stroll by the moonlight, perhaps?" Malfoy walked away, laughing.
"Ginny," Ron said, "who sent that?"
"Why are you asking me?"
"Oh, I don't know, didn't sound a bit familiar?"
"Honestly, Ron, if you can't figure it out, we're not telling you." Harry had recovered from his laughing.
"Bloody hell, who would send me a Valentine?" Ron asked no one in particular.
"Hello, Ronald," said Luna as she drifted past them.
"Oh, hi Lu-" Ron's eyes widened.
"I think he's got it," Ginny whispered to Harry.
"I do believe so."
"Bloody hell!"
"Why did it have to be Luna? Out of everyone in the school, Loony Luna Lovegood had to be the one to get a crush on me!" Ron whined to Hermione, Harry, and Ginny, once in the common room.
"Well," said Hermione, looking like she was struggling to keep her laughter bottled up, "Luna's a really nice person. Er, and by your standards she should be fine, she's not bad-looking, after all."
"Do you understand this Hermione? This is Loony Lovegood!" He emphasized every syllable.
"Ron, if you know she likes you, just tell her you don't like her that way. Simple," said Harry.
"Yeah, yeah you're right. Thanks Harry." Ron stood up and began to walk toward the stairs.
"Hang on. Is that what you would do if you knew someone liked you, Harry?" asked Ginny, accusingly.
"Er..." was the last thing Ron heard before the dormitory door shut.
"Ron, Luna just came in." Harry whispered to Ron at breakfast the next day.
"Bloody hell."
Ron took a deep breath. Slowly, he left the Gryffindor table and strode purposefully toward the Ravenclaw one. He even remembered to glare at Michael Corner for good measure.
"Er, Luna? Can I talk to you?"
"Sure Ronald."
She turned around in her seat and stood up. But she didn't even move her legs. How did she do that?
"Yes?"
"You see, er. That valentine. I, er I'm flattered and all, but..." The next thing he did surprised everyone, but none more than himself.
He kissed her...
...in front of the whole school.
He didn't even notice the thumbs-up Luna flashed toward Ginny. He didn't care.
It was a while before the kiss ended, and if he remembered what he was saying before hand, he certainly wouldn't of finished the sentence.
A/N: Final chapter: Harry/Ginny