Chapter 1: Stick Situation, Literally….
It was two weeks until Christmas break and Hermione, Harry, and Ron had all gone back to Hogwarts for their 7th year to complete their education. Actually that was only the reason that Hermione had come back, the ministry and pretty much everywhere else was more than willing to offer the trio any job they so desired after the war. However Hermione wanted to fully earn her place in society, not because she was a hero but because she was actually qualified. Harry and Ron were all for this but followed her back to Hogwarts and she could quote them, "Because it just wouldn't be the same without all three of us together 'Mione…"
The trio (and the rest of the school) had finally caught on to the nasty little mistletoe trick that their esteemed Headmistress had planned the following day upon leaving the Great Hall after breakfast. When much to his utter dismay Ron got stuck under the plant with Luna Lovegood. When the two had tried to simply walk away from the mistletoe they found themselves completely unable to move forward or backward.
*Flashback sequence*
"Why are we stuck?" Luna asked Ron in her usual slightly unnerving dreamy voice as the queue behind them began to get irritable over the blockage in their path. Classes were supposed to start in 10 minutes.
"Honestly Lovegood I've no idea, your guess is as good as mine…" Ron replied equally as annoyed as his classmates behind him, still struggling to break free of the doorway.
"Struggling will get you nowhere Mr. Weasley." came the stern voice of Professor McGonagall from just behind them.
Luna turned to face the Headmistress and relayed the question she had just asked Ron to the tricky woman who simply gave a short and stern reply to the baffled Ravenclaw. "Well Miss Lovegood to leave you have to give the plant what it wants and submit to it's tradition." she simply waited as the girl before her pondered this puzzle, contemplating the meaning of this riddle, when Ron who now held his fingers to his temple caught on to it immediately for once.
"Am I to understand Headmistress that I am to give this mistletoe a gift of Nargles?" Luna asked still obviously quite confused.
Ron seriously pissed off by this point shouted the correct answer back at her. "FOR MERLIN'S SAKE LUNA SHE MEANS WE HAVE TO KISS."
A small whispered "Oh" was his only response from the blonde before him, so having the emotional and temper range of a teaspoon he grabbed her and quick as a flash placed their lips together before letting he go and storming off at a run to the class he was now likely to be very late for. Much like the rest of the student body, leaving a rather still befuddled Luna behind.
*End of Flashback sequence*