To Win Your Heart by PhoenixFirebolt

Rating: PG13
Genres: Drama, Romance
Relationships: Ron & Luna
Book: Ron & Luna, Books 1 - 5
Published: 21/07/2004
Last Updated: 24/07/2004
Status: Paused

Luna has tried every subtle way to get Ron to notice her. Oblivious to her affections, he still
thinks her as “Loony” Lovegood. Toward the end of his 7th year though, Ron suffers a tragedy and
the only person to turn to is Luna. After their encounter, Ron finds himself looking at Luna in a
new light. But she has moved on, given up after two years of being ignored. Now Ron has to try and
win her heart back before he loses her forever. *Chapter 2 reposted!!*




1. Moving On
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**To Win Your Heart**

Chapter One - Moving On



Luna Lovegood, known by many around Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry as “Loony”
Lovegood, sat in the Great Hall at lunch time all alone, as usual. She was seated at the Ravenclaw
table, her House, and was playing around with the food on her plate. She brushed a piece of
straggly blonde hair off her face, for a moment revealing her large radish-shaped earrings.

“Hey, Loony!” a loud voice echoed across the room, “how are the Crumpled Shoracks doing?” The
statement was followed by a round of laughter down her table.

Luna sighed but ignored her fellow students, much more interested in the person who was seated
at the next table over. She was studying him carefully, her large, blue eyes not missing any
detail. Bright red hair that was almost as unruly as his best friend’s; blue eyes that always
sparkled with mischief; a tall, lanky body that was starting to become more toned with his rigorous
Quidditch schedule; and then that smile that could always make Luna melt. Oh yes, she had a very
huge crush on Ronald Weasley, Keeper of the Gryffindor Quidditch Team, prefect, and best friend of
Harry Potter.

For two long years she had watched him from afar, ever since the beginning of fourth year. She
had thought that she had made her affections for him quite obvious. She always insisted on calling
him “Ronald,” she sang the song “Weasley Is Our King” under her breath at every possible moment,
and she always made a point to talk to him if she was around him. Ron was completely oblivious
though, seeming to always be scared of her and calling her “Loony” along with everyone else.

Luna hadn’t given up once yet and into fifth year, her feelings for him had only intensified.
But now, as the sixth year was drawing to a close and Ron would soon be leaving Hogwarts, as this
was his seventh year, she found her affections waning. In her opinion, she had done
*everything* to admit her feelings and at this point, she figured he was either too dumb to
notice or just wasn’t interested in her. Luna opted to vote for the latter and this fact made her
sad. She cared deeply for Ron, even though she barely knew him. There was just something about him
that she was drawn to.

Luna watched as Ron, Hermione Granger, his other best friend, and Harry all stood up and made
their way to the Entrance Hall. For a brief moment, she thought Ron’s eyes flicked over to her but
it must have been a trick of the light because the next moment, he was laughing at something Harry
said. The three disappeared and Luna looked back at her untouched, cold plate of food. Pushing it
away from her, she reached down for her school bag, intent on leaving as well, when someone fell
into the seat across from her.

“Hi, Luna,” Ginny Weasley, another sixth year, said in greeting.

Luna looked up and smiled at her only friend at Hogwarts. Ginny was in Gryffindor but the two
got along fairly well. Ginny was the only person who really talked to Luna and especially after the
fiasco at the Department of Mysteries in their fourth year, the two developed a sort of bond.

“Hello, Ginevra,” Luna replied dreamily.

Ginny scowled a little at the use of her full name but let it pass. “How are you?”

“Oh,” Luna said vaguely, “I’m fine.”

“No, you’re not,” Ginny shot back bluntly.

Luna stared hard at her. “I would *think* I would know how I’m feeling.”

Ginny sighed, not wanting to get in an argument with the girl. Luna was a nice person, but she
was also very stubborn and independent. That side of her was not seen very often but it would
sometimes burst out.

“You know what I mean, Luna,” Ginny said softly. “Why don’t you tell Ron how you feel, instead
of just throwing subtle hints. I love him to death but, I will admit, he’s a bit dense when it
comes to girls. That whole thing with Hermione up until his fifth year is proof of that. I’m really
glad he got over her before his heart was broken.”

Luna knew Ginny was referring to the fact that Harry and Hermione had been dating ever since
last year. Not that anyone hadn’t really seen it coming, the two were inseparable and the best of
friends, it fit that they would start dating. Ron, however, had pined after Hermione for a few
years and everyone had been scared of his reaction. To the shock of the school, he had laughed it
off and said, “It’s about time!” Apparently, he had gotten over his crush on the cleverest witch in
the school not long after his fifth year.

Luna had breathed a sigh of relief then, thinking maybe her chance had come. She dropped more
hints, with Ginny’s help, but Ron had started dating Lavender Brown then. They lasted only a few
months though and for the past year, Ron had been single. Ginny had tried to ask if he was
interested in anyone but he had said he was “happily unattached.”

That was when Luna had started becoming frustrated and it had escalated ever since. She was
tired of trying to prove herself to him. She was tired of being ignored by him. She was mostly
tired of chasing him. A crush shouldn’t be this hard on someone and Luna was starting to realize
this.

Luna was going through her book bag like it was the most important thing in the world, Ginny
watching impatiently. Finally wanting an answer, the redhead opened her mouth to say more when Luna
cut her off.

“I’m not going to tell Ronald how I feel about him, because I don’t think I feel the same way
anymore.”

Ginny’s jaw dropped open in surprise. “Are you *kidding* me? You’ve liked Ron for two years
and suddenly you just give up?”

Luna closed her eyes in distress. “Yes, I’m just going to give up. I’m tired of it, Ginny, I’m
tired of everything I’ve done. He’s obviously not interested in me, I should move on. I’m not that
popular and I know guys don’t really like me but,” she shrugged, “you never know, I could find
someone else. Neville Longbottom seems pretty nice.”

Ginny snorted. “I don’t believe this. I never knew you as one to give up. And *Neville
Longbottom*? Yes, he’s very nice, a little clumsy, but I don’t think you two would get along in
that way.”

“You never know, Ginevra.” Luna was back to her dreamy voice, giving her a small smile. “Look at
you and Draco.”

Ginny blushed furiously at this comment and looked over at the Slytherin table very quickly
before facing Luna again. “Don’t say that too loud,” she hissed. “Only you and Hermione know about
that. If Ron, or even Harry, found that out, Draco would be dead. They’re way too protective of
me.”

“All the same,” Luna continued, “opposites attract sometimes. Maybe Neville and me would
work.”

Ginny rolled her eyes. “Ron and you are opposites!” she exclaimed. “Look, usually I wouldn’t try
to get my brothers together with anyone but you, you’d be good for Ron. Seriously!”

Luna smiled wistfully. “No, Ginevra, you’re wrong. Ron will find somebody one day, someone
really right for him. As for me, I’m moving on.”

And she stood up, shoved a book in her bag, and swung the bag over her shoulder.

“Good-bye, Ginevra, I’ll see you in class.” Luna walked off, her radish earring swinging, and
for once not whistling “Weasley Is Our King” under her breath.

Ginny stared after her sadly, feeling Luna was making a very big mistake.

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**Author's Note:** Ok, I know this chapter is pretty short but I wanted to get
everyone's opinion on the idea before I take it any further. This idea popped out of nowhere
into my head last night and I had to write it. I've written H/Hr and D/G stories and besides
L/J, this is the only ship I haven't written exclusively about. There are so many stories that
deal with Luna chasing Ron all the time and eventually they end up together. Well, I want one where
Ron chases Luna, make it a bit more interesting. I hope this idea will intrigue you guys,
there's not a lot of R/LL stories on Portkey yet. I'm also thinking of making most of this
story post-Hogwarts. It's starting at Hogwarts but I believe it would make more sense to take
it beyond that. We shall see I guess, lol.

Oh, and don't worry, I'm NOT abandoning The Heirs of Hogwarts. I'm writing it still so
don't think that I'm pushing it aside for this story. "Heirs" is still my
priority out of all my fics, this is just another one on the side to occupy myself with when I hit
a bit of a block on the other story. I'm also planning on re-starting Love Is Never Simple. I
hate leaving a fic sitting around unfinished.

So, I really hope you like my new story here. Please review and tell me what you think of the
beginning. Again, I apologize for the really short chapter, I promise they will get longer!
Much Love,
**PhoenixFirebolt**



2. Tragedy
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**To Win Your Heart**

Chapter Two - Tragedy



Ron walked briskly down the corridors of Hogwarts, whistling and feeling very elated. He had no
idea where his good mood had come from. Maybe it had something to do with the fact that Gryffindor
had won the Quidditch Cup *again*, in part because of Ron’s amazing skills as a Keeper and
also because of Harry’s brilliant catch of the Snitch. Gryffindor was a shoo-in for the House Cup,
which would be presented in less than a month.

Ron felt some of his good mood evaporate as he remembered he would be leaving the beloved walls
of Hogwarts very soon. The castle held so many memories, adventures, and friendships he felt sorrow
at leaving it in the past. He was on to great things though. Ron had been accepted to the rigorous
Auror training department at the Ministry of Magic. He was also on reserve for the Chudley Cannons,
his favorite Quidditch team, but his priorities went to the Auror training, as the Cannons knew. He
had been promised that his spot would remain open and they were looking forward to having his
talent on the team.

Ron stepped out into the bright sunshine and began his routine walk to and around the lake. He
did this a lot lately, ever since Hermione and Harry had gotten together and he had broken up with
Lavender. Not that any of this really bothered him, but he needed some alone time at certain
moments and with his best friends’ new relationship, he sometimes felt left out. Ron didn’t
*mind* being single but he wondered at times if maybe he should find someone. With the temper
he had though, Ron chuckled at this thought, he’d be lucky to ever find someone that balanced him
out.

Something was truly beginning to worry Ron though. It had been on his mind for a long time, ever
since fifth year. He wanted to talk to someone about it. Harry was out of the question, as he had
so much on his mind, particularly about this subject. Hermione wasn’t right either, she was so
close to Harry and Ron didn’t want to make her more upset.

Ron was worrying about the final battle with Voldemort. He knew the time was drawing nearer and
nearer. Since Harry had told him and Hermione about the Prophecy, it had been on his mind almost
constantly. He wanted to fight, to be by his friends’ sides, and help in any way he could, but he
was scared. It was only natural really, to be frightened that death may be meeting you sooner than
you ever thought. Ron shivered a little in the warm air, not wanting to picture the face of Lord
Voldemort and what might happen that dreaded day.

Ron sat down underneath the large, leafy oak tree by the lake and watched as the Giant Squid
stretched its tentacles lazily across the still lake, making small ripples disrupt the surface.
Closing his eyes and reveling in the breeze blowing through his hair, Ron let everything escape his
mind and just enjoyed the calmness of the day, wishing he could do this more often.

His peaceful moment was suddenly shattered by a high-pitched scream that echoed from the castle
to the grounds outside. Ron sat up in surprise, catching a glimpse of the Squid ducking under the
water. His blue eyes shot to the Gryffindor Tower, where the scream had come from. He stood up,
ready to run back inside when a figure appeared on the doorsteps of the school and started running
toward him. He squinted, panic starting to fill him when he saw the person had bright red hair.
Ginny.

Ginny finally reached him and he was shocked to see tears pouring down her face and a sheet of
parchment crumpled in her clenched fist. She collapsed in front of him, her wild hair falling in
front of her eyes.

“Ginny!” Ron cried, falling to his knees as well. “Ginny, what’s wrong?”

Trembling, his sister lifted her head, the flow of tears seeming to grow greater. Her eyes were
bloodshot and puffy and her cheeks were bright pink. She seemed unable to speak and only stuttered
out some words.

“Mum...mum,” she kept repeating, sobs in between the word.

“Mum what?” Ron questioned, grabbing her shoulders, an icy coldness gripping his heart.

Ginny shook her head in agony though and very slowly held the hand clutching the parchment
toward him. Ron snatched it away from her and Ginny curled up on the ground and started bawling.
Ron carefully undid the letter and started to read, his heart pounding, oblivious to Ginny’s
continued crying.

In very shaky handwriting, with teardrops marring the surface, the letter read:

*Dear Ginny and Ron,*

*I don’t even know how to begin this letter and I’m in tears as I write it. There is no easy
way to say this and the pain I feel is immeasurable. Your mother was on a mission for the Order,
when she was attacked by a group of Death Eaters. They tortured her for information but she refused
to give it up. They......they murdered her. I can barely write anymore, I’m in shock and I’m angry,
but most of all, I’m in grief. I know you will grieve too. There was no one like your mother. I
will send you another letter shortly about both of you coming home and about the funeral that will
take place. I can not express in this letter what I am feeling right now. I wish I was there for
both of you though, but try and be there for each other. I am so sorry. I love you both and be
strong.*

*Your Father*

The letter fluttered to the ground from Ron’s limp hand. Tears welled in his eyes but didn’t
spill over. Now he knew, now he knew the grief Ginny was feeling. He was shaking with the effort of
keeping his emotions in check. Death Eaters had killed his mother. His mother was dead. Raged
filled him and he finally understood completely all the anger that Harry felt every time someone he
loved died. He now didn’t blame Harry for his anger, Ron felt it too.

Ron reached forward to Ginny, remembering what their dad had written: *“be there for each
other.”* He needed to be strong for Ginny, who was so close to their mother. As he gently
touched Ginny’s shoulder, the younger girl backed up and stared at him with watery, unseeing
eyes.

“Don’t touch me,” she cried, cringing away from him.

Ron flinched visibly. “Gin,” he whispered.

“No, stay away. Stay away from me, I want to be alone.” And she scrambled to her feet and fled
without a backward glance, her hair flying behind her.

“GIN!” Ron yelled after her, knowing it was useless.

He collapsed against the tree once more, feeling more alone that ever. He saw the piece of
parchment and grabbed it angrily, throwing it in the lake and watching it float for a second before
disappearing beneath the surface. And then Ron gave into his emotions and cried.

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Luna descended the steps to the outer grounds later that night, beginning her routine that she
had ever since second year. Hogwarts was completely bathed in moonlight and there was a light mist
falling. Shaking water droplets from her hair, Luna continued walking to her favorite spot by the
lake underneath the oak tree.

As she came closer, she noticed that she was not alone on the grounds tonight. A figure was
leaning their back against the tree, seeming to be staring blankly into the night. Curiosity
filling her, Luna moved a little closer and the person turned their head slightly, giving her a
view of a profile. She gasped. It was Ron.

She still felt her heart skip a beat at the sight of him but she immediately squashed it.
*You’re over him, remember?* she told herself angrily. Luna was ready to turn around and
leave, not wanting to get in any situations with him, when Ron finally noticed her.

"Hey! Who’s there?” he called out.

Luna hesitated, biting her lip and trying to decide what to do. With a cautious step forward she
said, “Hello, Ronald.”

“Oh,” Ron said, disappointment in his voice. “Hello, Luna.” He turned away from her.

With more confidence, Luna seated herself on the ground beside him, watching him carefully. She
noticed the dried tearstains on his face and how puffy his eyes were. His red hair was more ruffled
than usual and a deep sadness was etched all over his face.

“Is something the matter?” she asked quietly.

“No,” Ron snapped bitterly. “Leave me alone.”

“You know,” Luna responded vaguely, “you don’t have to be so rude. I was just asking you a
question.”

Ron bit his tongue to keep himself from uttering another rude comment. He really didn’t want to
deal with “Loony” Lovegood right now. His mind was still reeling with the death of his mother and
the antics of a crazy, imaginative girl was not something he needed right now.

“Nothing is the matter,” he said coldly, “I just want to be alone right now.”

“A better response,” Luna said lightly, “but I think you are lying.”

Ron groaned loudly and buried his face in his hands. “Must you butt into *everyone’s*
personal business?”

“No,” Luna replied simply, “only people I care about.”

The response went unnoticed by Ron, who was suddenly staring at Luna as if he had never seen her
before. She twirled a strand of blonde hair around her index finger and gave him a puzzled look,
her blue eyes very wide.

“Is something the matter?” she repeated in a questioning, innocent voice.

“You know,” he whispered.

“Know what?” Confusion was in her voice.

Ron cleared his throat. “You know....what it’s like.....to lose your....m-mother.”

Luna gave him a very surprised look, not knowing where he had found that information out. “How
did you hear about the death of my mother?”

“Harry,” Ron mumbled.

Ah, yes, now Luna remembered. She had told Harry back in her fourth year. She was surprised
Harry had told Ron, and even more surprised that Ron would remember something like that. Luna
stared at him steadily and noticed Ron’s gaze hadn’t wavered from her face. She desperately fought
the urge to blush.

“What does my mother have to do with anything?” Luna asked.

Ron looked away, more tears gathering in the corner of his eyes. “My mother,” he swallowed
tightly, “was killed by Death Eaters today.”

Luna’s heart went out to him immediately, knowing how hard the news must be. The way her mother
had died had been horrible enough, but to lose your mother to Death Eaters was just downright
cruel. Luna had no doubts that she had been tortured, such was the way of Death Eaters. This world
they lived in now was horrific, so many innocent people dying. Luna looked at Ron sadly, suddenly
feeling his pain.

“I’m so sorry, Ron,” she whispered, not saying his full-name for once.

Ron shrugged half-heartedly. “Its ok, but thanks. I mean, I have had people to talk to about it
all day. Harry and Hermione came down here earlier to talk to me. I know Harry knows what it’s like
but he barely knew his mother. I’m not trying to be harsh but….I *knew* my mother.”

His voice fell. “They were both great, trying to be here for me. I wanted to be alone though and
I don’t really think they knew how to comfort me. They were both crying as well, they were close to
my mother.” Ron sighed. “I just want to really *talk* to someone, someone who can understand a
bit more deeply.”

Ron glanced sideways at Luna. “I guess it’ll be you, Luna. Who would’ve thought that?”

Luna smiled slightly. “Yes, who would’ve.”

Ron shook his head though. “I’m sorry, Luna. I don’t mean to put my problems on you, its
just......*you*, out of most people, would understand.” He broke off and then said abruptly,
“Does the pain ever end?”

Luna thought about this question for a second. “Not really. I was nine when my mother died. She
wasn’t killed by Death Eaters but her death was still a shock. I was very close to my mother and I
loved her dearly. I still think about her and talk to her often. She watches over me.” She
shrugged. “But no, the pain doesn’t lessen entirely, maybe a little.”

Ron plucked a few strands of grass and twirled them in his fingers, staring absentmindedly at
the forest. “I never thought this would happen to me,” he said softly, “I mean, I know families
have been torn apart and hurt by You-Know-Who, but I never thought it would come to *my*
family. Its so much worse than reading about it.” He threw the strands angrily to the ground. “Its
just not fair! Why did it happen to me? Why did I have to lose my mother? Why do I have to
suffer?”

Ron started crying again and Luna picked herself up silently and quickly moved over to him,
giving Ron a tight hug. He cried up against her, wrapping his arms unknowingly around her. Luna
lightly rubbed his back, trying to soothe him.

“I know it hurts, Ron,” she whispered, “I know. You’ll get through this though and it’ll make
you stronger. That doesn’t mean much at the moment but trust me, it’ll matter later. All you can do
right now is grieve though.”

Luna felt Ron nod and she slowly let him go. He quickly wiped his tears away and pulled away
from her sharply, for some reason missing her warmth. He stared at her for a few minutes, confused
at the feeling and too overcome with grief to really try and think about it. He smiled shakily at
her and ran a hand through his hair.

“Thanks, Luna.”

She smiled back at him, a real smile, not one of her vague, dreamy smiles. “Anytime. I’m glad I
could help, Ronald. I really hope everything works out for you.”

Ron just nodded and stared blankly toward the lake, a numbness starting to descend on him once
more.

“Well, its late, I should head back to my dormitory.” She stood up and brushed her jeans
off.

Luna turned to leave when Ron leapt up and grabbed her arm. “Wait, please wait.”

“Yes, Ronald?”

“I…I just wanted to tell you I really appreciated this. I know I’m usually a huge prat to you
and have said some not too kind things about you. But really, thank you. I’m really in debt to
you.” He dropped his hand and looked away from her, as if embarrassed.

Luna’s jaw almost fell open but she forced herself to stare at him passively. *No*, she
thought desperately, *I can’t let that affect me. He’s in pain so he’s just trying to be nice and
apologizing for all that. I can’t like him anymore. I gave up on that. I’m moving on.*

Luna slowly nodded her head and laid a gentle hand on his shoulder. “You owe me nothing, Ronald.
I was here for you when you needed someone. I understand you more than you think. You’re very
welcome.” She paused. “And I forgive you.”

Ron turned his head to her and smiled gratefully. “That means a lot to me, Luna.”

Reaching forward and wrapping him in a quick hug, Luna allowed herself to lean her head on his
shoulder and revel in the closeness of him. Before he could become suspicious though, she let go
and stepped back.

“I really must go. If you ever need to talk again, you know where you can find me.”

After her final words, Luna turned and began the walk back to the glowing Hogwarts castle. Ron
watched her for a minute before dropping to the ground once more and letting his head fall into his
hands. Soon, more tears were falling from his eyes and no one was there to stop them.

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**Author's Note:** Yes! I was finally able to edit this chapter and get it re-posted. I
was very unhappy with how I wrote chapter two before but I kept most of it the same with a few
things changed toward the end. Ron's not as big of a prat in here anymore and I'm going to
allow his relationship with Luna to develop much more slowly. I really hope you like my
re-do!
For all first time reader's of the story: I hope you enjoyed the first two chapters and I know
it's harsh of me to kill Mrs. Weasley but it was the best way I could think of Luna relating to
Ron. Starting the next chapter, you'll see more of the relationship start. I'm going to
fastforward a bit so it won't seem like Ron is moving on so quickly. I really hope you enjoy
the story and please please review! I will update "Heirs" asap!!
Much Love,
**PhoenixFirebolt**