Author's note: Flutterby Pins are my own creation. I came up with them in another story of mine (Scars of War)

Disclaimer: I don't own anything you recognize.

Another holiday was right around the corner. Ron sighed as he put out more Flutterby pins. They were popular around Christmas at Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes. It wasn't that he hated Christmas, but the fact that he hated the stress that came with Christmas. He hated all the busy stores, especially the one he helped run with George. It was always busy during Christmas.

"Excuse me, I need a gift for a friend." A woman approached him. As he turned around, he blinked twice in disbelief.

"Luna?" He asked. He hadn't seen his old acquaintance in over three years.

"Yes, it's me. I'm back, but please don't tell anyone. I would hate for Neville to find out."

Ron nodded his head in understanding. He remembered they dated for three years after the war and had a horrible break up.

"I won't."

"What are these?" Luna asked as she was mesmerized by a floating flutterby pin.

"These? They're called flutterby pins. They're really not alive. Just a wave of a wand makes them alive. See?" He demonstrated for her taking a pin. As he waved his own wand over the pin, it came alive. When the pin flew around once, he waved his wand again and it became still. "Also known as butterflies." He smiled.

"Clever idea." Luna said as she took one in her hand and made it move with her wand.

"It was Fred's idea. George found the idea in a notebook Fred kept while going through his things after the war." Ron explained.

Silence broke in between as they each stood uncomfortably remembering the war.

"I'm sorry about you and Hermone. I heard about that." Luna said sadly giving him back the flutterby pin.

"Eh. I'm not. I knew it wouldn't last."

Luna pointed to the ceiling. "Mistletoe." she stated, stepping back.

"Why'd you step back like that?"

"Nargles. Funny, but I didn't notice the mistletoe before." Luna said in a dreamy voice.

"Those are disappearing ones. They tend to form over two people when they think a change of subject is needed. An idea George came up with."

"So no nargles live in them?" Luna asked.

Ron rolled his eyes.

"Nargle free," he replied.

"Good." Luna leaned in and kissed Ron lightly on the lips.

"What was that for?" He asked feeling very confused and uncomfortable.

"For getting rid of the nargles." Luna replied.

"I'll take one flutterby pin, and one sprig of mistletoe."

She headed to the counter. Ron stared at her, confused. He got one box of flutterby pins and a sprig of mistletoe, and followed her up there, cursing the nargles.