It was the summer after Ronald Weasly's fifth year. He was sitting on his front porch, at his home, in the Burrow. Luna Lovegood was seated across from him in an identical, blue and white lounge chair. They were talking over the past year's events. How Luna came to find the Burrow, Ron did not know. She just showed up one day. Not that Ron was upset, though. He, in fact, was a little pleased.
"Lemonade!" Mrs. Weasley cried as she burst through the door with a tray with two lemonade glasses on it. She was so delighted that her little Ron finally had a girl over. But she soon got shooed away.
Ron raised his glass to his lips. He heard a squirrel rustle behind him and turned too quickly, an action that resulted in him spilling his glass all over the porch.
"Oh, crap," Ron said, "I was thirsty too,"
"Oh, no problem," Luna said dreamily and put his straw in her glass. He leaned over and drank from his straw as Luna drank from hers. He realized how close they were. He could smell her hair. It smelled like bubblegum. Ron blushed and sat back up.
"Would you mind terribly if I kissed you?" Luna said, unexpectedly. Ron was quite taken aback. Nevertheless, he knew what he wanted.
"I would mind terribly if you didn't," he said and leaned toward her.
"Oof," Luna said as they bumped noses. They turned their heads and tried again. Ron felt like he was kissing the air. Not the normal air. The air up in the atmosphere. It made him feel like he was flying up there. So he kissed her again. Just then Mrs. Weasly came back to get her tray and replace it with cookies. She turned quickly and went back inside. Ron and Luna didn't even notice.