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Chapter 10- Their first fight
(Luna's point of view)
I opened my eyes to find myself lying ontop of Ron, who was shirtless. I got up and found he was actually completely naked…and so was I.
"Shit!" I said to myself and tried to wake up Ron. "Ron! Get up!" He didn't hear me. "Oh my gosh! Get up you…useless bag of…" I trailed my hand down him muscles. "…sexy goodness."
I kissed every inch of his stomach I could reach. Ron slowly woke up and smiled. I got up. "No…don't stop!"
I looked up at him and smiled. "No…not now. Do you realize the door was locked the whole time? Your roommates couldn't get in."
"All right, all right, I'm getting up!" he said, sitting up.
"You can sleep if you want. But I'm leaving." I continued to put on the rest of my clothes.
"Nah, I'll come with you." Ron got out of bed and rush to put his clothes on.
"Bed hair," I rubbed on his head. He smiled, picked up a brush and started to brush his hair. "Better now?" he asked. I smiled and nodded.
I unlocked the door and we walked down to the common room. Harry was lying on a couch, sleeping. Neville and Seamus were sleeping on the other two couches. Dean was sleeping on the floor.
Ron tripped and fell on his face. "SSHHH!" I shushed him. "You're gonna wake up the boys!"
Harry yawned. He looked up and smiled. "Hey, boys! Look who's up!"
He reached on to the ground and picked up his shoes. He threw one at Neville's face ("OW!") and the other at Seamus's back. Seamus groaned, but woke up. Neville poked Dean, who woke up right away.
"Oh, Ron! Oh my God!" mocked Harry.
"Oh, Luna! You're so beautiful!" Dean joined in.
I could feel my face turn red!
"Shut up!" called Ron.
"We were all standing in front of the door listening to you guys. It was so funny!" Seamus laughed.
"Are you serious? You guys are such sickos! You know what? I bet you're just jealous because you lot haven't even gotten close to snogging anyone!" I said, raising my head up high.
"Well, you've certainly gotten past that point, haven't you?" answered Harry, no sign of regret in his voice.
I blushed again and ran out of the common room, ignoring what the boys were saying behind my back. Ron ran out after me and I sat on a bench next to the portrait of the Fat Lady.
"It's okay, Luna. They're just idiots," said Ron, who had sat down next to me. He wrapped his arms around me and I hugged him back.
"I know that," I said looking up at him. "I don't care about it. I'm just a bit annoyed, but I don't cry over the little things like Hermione tends to do now."
Ron sighed. "Leave Hermione out of this, please."
"Whatever. I've got better things to do than talk about the hopeless."
"Why are you being so hard on her? You know what happened! If I died, you wouldn't just forget about it, would you?" he took his arms off of me and stared at me in the eyes.
"Of course not! But I would try to keep my depression away from other so that it doesn't affect their lives so much as she's affecting ours!"
"She just wants some attention!"
"You say it as if it's a good thing."
"No, I'm not!"
"Yes, you are, actually. And like I said, I've got better things to do than talk about the hopeless. So if you'll excuse me, I'm gonna go." I got up to leave, me Ron put his hand on my shoulder and held me back.
"No, you won't," he said with a trail of sternness in his voice.
"Why?" I asked. "Why? Why do you care about her so much al of a sudden? What happened to 'She's not my girlfriend, you are!' What happened to 'I love you, Luna,'" Tears turned up in my eyes.
"I do love you! But I won't let you put Hermione down because she hasn't done anything to you!"
"Hasn't she?" A tear ran down my face and I left.
Everything was all right between us before Little Miss Depression came along and saw us kissing under that tree! She ruined everything! She has to learn how to control her feelings!
(Hermione's point of view)
"I can't take this anymore!" I yelled at the wall in my dorm room. I got up and walked into the common room. Harry, Seamus, and Dean were talking about Ron and Luna. It was a very sickening conversation.
"Why don't you find something else to do? Gosh, you guys sound like a bunch of 12-year-old girls gossiping," I sighed. They giggled, making their giggles sound like actual girly giggles. That made me giggle.
I sat down on the couch where Harry was lying. "Ouch! My feet!" I felt something under me moving. "Then stop wiggling your toes!" I smiled.
Harry stuck his tongue out at me. I laughed. "So, go on," I encouraged.
"Yeah, let's go on with our girly gossip," said Dean.
I laughed. "Yeah, girls, GOSSIP TIME!"
Sorry it's so short! But I didn't want to take as long as I did for chapter 9 and I can't really write anything else here.
So….hope you like it!
Enjoy! lol
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