Bring Back The Sun

05. Seeing What's In Front of You

I'm sorry I can't lie

I wasted too much time drowning

I've been blind

But I've opened up my eyes

Ron was glad Harry had stopped sulking and biting his head off every time he spoke, but he wasn't so glad that Harry seemed to have his sights set on Ron's little sister. Being an overly protective older brother, Ron usually scared most of Ginny's boyfriends away (at least the ones he knew about) but there was no way he could stop his best friend from asking her out.

The following day brought a lot of sunshine and a trip to Diagon Alley to buy their school things. Only the boys and Mrs. Weasley went, however, because the girls had already gotten their things when they had gotten their new girlish wardrobes. Ron was grateful he wouldn't have to separate Harry and Ginny all day, but as they walked around in the hot sun, he pondered what it would be like if they did, indeed, get together.

Well, he thought to himself as Harry checked out the newest broomstick models, it would be better than Ginny dating that dolt from Ravenclaw. At least he knew Harry would treat her right. Or at least he thought he knew.

Harry hadn't had very good luck with his previous rendevouz with girls; Parvati Patil hadn't spoken to him for days after their Yule Ball troubles and Cho Chang still wouldn't look him in the eye. Before Harry's apparent fancy of Ginny, Ron had been sure the girls were to blame for these mishaps, but now he wasn't so sure. Of course, ultimately, it'd be up to Ginny, and Ron was okay with letting her choose herself.

Ron was feeling rather proud of himself for being so grown up about all this when Harry jabbed him in the ribs as they were walking out of Flourish and Blotts.


"Hey, isn't that your girlfriend up there coming out of Madame Malt's?" Harry asked, holding back laughter.

"No, it couldn't be, as I haven't GOT a girlfriend. You know that very well, may I point out."

"You know, you're sounding more like Percy everyday."

"Are you TRYING to get me to smash you in the nose?"

"No, but is it working?"

"Hello," came Luna's voice directly in front of them.

Ron closed his mouth, having had a nice good retort on the tip of his tongue that wouldn't be appropriate to say in front of a lady, as it had many colorful swears. "Ermmm, hello…Loon--Luna."

Luna cast her eyes upon Harry and smiled, "How are you, Harry?"

"Fine, thanks, and you?" He was still trying to hold back laughter, he knew Luna fancied Ron, it was obvious to anyone, and Harry was not about to make it easy on his friend. Though, said a little voice in the back of his mind, Ron had never given him any trouble where Cho was concerned. He cleared his throat, suddenly feeling bad about giving Ron a hard time.

"I'm fine. Just getting my things for school." Harry noticed the two shopping parcels in her hands, as well as the wand sticking out from behind her ear and a Quibbler tucked under her arm. "My father's just gone off now, searching for new story ideas. He's run a bit dry lately, since there haven't been any attempts on your life."

If Ron was hearing correctly, Luna had just made a joke. Before his brain registered that he should laugh, Luna was saying goodbye and walking past them into the book shop.


"She's funny," Harry commented, "Didn't realize that before. Maybe she's not really loony, maybe she's just being funny."

"Yeah. Right." Ron shrugged, "It doesn't matter anyway."

"Why's that?"

"Because…well…we won't be seeing her very much, I'm sure."

"Didn't Ginny invite her to the Burrow?"

"Do you remember EVERYTHING Ginny says, mate?"

"Yeah, don't you?" Harry was grinning crazily now; he loved when he and Ron were bickering in a joking fashion, it took his mind off his troubles.

"No, I don't even listen when she speaks."

"You should, she says some very interesting things. Now that she talks around me, I've noticed."

"Those were the days, weren't they?" Ron commented, leading the way over to where his mother stood, "When she didn't speak around you, only squeaked and ran from the room."

"No, not really," Harry said as they approached a smiling Mrs. Weasley, "I like this better."

"You would," Ron laughed.

Mrs. Weasley broke into their conversation, pulling the bags from their arms and stowing them together beside her in a mobile cauldron, "Have you seen Luna? Ginny's asked me to retrieve her and bring her back with us."

Ron groaned and put his head in her hands; Harry nodded and told Mrs. Weasley where they'd last seen her. She went off to get her, leaving the two boys with the floating cauldron.

"This'll be good, eh, mate?" Harry said brightly once she was out of ear shot.

"I dunno what's good about it."

"Well," Harry said seriously, though he had a joking grin on his face, "When Neville and Hermione and Ginny and I pair up to go on romantic walks, you'll have someone to go with!"

"I've been telling you to shut up a lot lately, Harry," Ron replied, "And I'm going to do it again. Shut up."