Chapter Two: Executing the First Plan
A/N: Sorry it's taken me so long to update guys… My computer crashed and it had all my files on it. I also had a try at writing an original story, I'm still trying, but I decided to come back and continue with all my uncompleted stories…But don't worry I'm back frommmmmmm… NOW!
It was the day before they left for Hogwarts, and Ron had been jittery all morning. He had been saying things like, "What if she doesn't like me?" or, "What if she already has a boyfriend, and thinks I'm gay?"
Harry had clamed him down so many times, he thought he'd go crazy if he said, "She likes you Ron." Once more.
Ron started off the day eating more food than usual, which is a lot of food. After his tenth plate of bacon, eggs, toast and sausages, he got up and stated, "Time to seduce Luna!" and began humming a tune that sounded oddly like, "Off to see the wizard" from the wizard of Oz.
He walked out the door, and screamed, "The wonderful guy of Oz!!!" Harry thought he might have a seizure, from Ron's banshee singing.
Ron walked down the street, carrying a bouquet of flowers, and practicing his poses for Luna. He began to realize, that there's a chance that he might not actually have a brilliant physique. But these worry were soon forgotten, as the nervousness took over. He was standing in front of Luna's house; he raised his hands to knock, when he began to feel nauseous, but when Luna answered the door before he could knock, all he could say was, "Flowers for the Wizard of Oz…" before being dragged into her house.
Luna dragged him up the stairs and into her room, before shutting the door behind her and saying, dreamily, "Hello Ronald, what brings you to my home?"
Ron simply stared at her and said, "Look at this!" and ripped of his shirt, to take up the poses he had been practicing. After five minutes of posing he realized he still had the bouquet of flowers in his hand, and proceeded to hand them to her so he could continue his posing.
"Wow, Ronald, your muscles are so big, and you're in such good shape…" she sighed dreamily.
`It's time to ask her out! She likes my muscles…' thought Ron.
"Luna," Began Ron "You're the girl for me, you're the one I WANT TO SPEND THE REST OF MY LIFE WITH, WOULD IT ALRIGHT IF YOU AND I WENT OUT SOMETIME!!!" Yelled Ron, nervously. (A/N: Not an accident!)
"Of course, oh Ronald, you have no idea how long I've waited to hear you say that…" said Luna, unfased by Ron's yelling.
"You will?! Woo hoo!!!" said Ron jumping up and down, punching the air.
Luna grabbed his arm, to stop him. He looked at her, a question in his eyes. Luna answered him by wrapping her arms around his neck, and leaning up to place her lips softly onto his.
Ron had never felt anything like this; it was better than quidditch, better than flying. It was the best thing he had ever felt. He wrapped his arms around her waist to draw her closer, gods this was fun. He ran his tongue along her bottom lip, seeking entrance. He was not to be denied, as Luna's tongue darted into Ron's mouth, at the same time, he did the same. They were exploring each other's mouths when they began to realize they needed air.
They broke apart with a sigh. Just as they broke apart, there was a knock at the door. "Come in." Luna said dreamily, staring into Ron's eyes.
Luna's father, Roger, entered the room. "Luna, were you making out with Mr. Weasley?" Roger asked. Ron was beginning to panic. He was dead.
"Yes father." Came Luna's reply. Ron just looked at her, shocked.
"Congratulations! Oh, and remember to check his head for Nargles…" Roger left the room, leaving a dreamy Luna, and a shocked Ron. Ron noticed that Roger also had a constant dreamy look in her eye.
Luna grabbed hold of Ron's head, and pushed her lips onto his once again, but this time, with more passion…
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Ron came home, with a dreamy look on his face that matched the one on the face of Luna, who had come home with him.
They entered the house to find Harry writing a letter to Hermione.
"Hey Harry. Guess what?" Ron began.
"Well," Harry said, looking up from his letter. "You and Luna are going out then?" he asked.
"Yeah, how did you know?" Ron asked, curious as to how he had come upon this information.
"Well, mate. I kinda guessed when I saw that she's… well… feeling your arse." Harry said, and then burst out laughing.
Harry continued writing his letter, while Ron and Luna left to have some, er, private time…
A/N: That's the second chapter done, sorry it took me so long to update. But as I said before, my computer crashed, and all my files kind of, well died. So technically, I updated quickly, as I wrote this in a day, on the same day I got a new computer, (for my b'day) I hope you read and review!!!!!
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