Ron & Luna: A Musicology
By Lauren G.
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Chapter 5: Can anybody find me... Someone to- love.
Ron's P.O.V.:
Ron went upstairs in this soaked socks. Luna tromped up behind him, wrapped in an old towel.
"Now you two change and come downstairs later to warm up." Mrs. Weasley said. She went back to the kitchen and began to bustle around. Ron and Luna stood dripping in the hallway. Ron was holding his dry tee shirt.
"I was just swimming." Luna said again.
"Well..." Ron said, looking down at the floor.
"Thanks." She said. She stepped forward and brushed her lips gently across Ron's drying cheek. She turned and went into her room. As the door shut with a tight click, Ron touched his cheek. What had just happened? Maybe the water was getting to his brain. He then went upstairs to his room.
Instead of going downstairs for hot cocoa, Ron snuck outside while his mom had her head stuck in a cupboard searching for cream. He stuck his hands in his pockets and walked around the outline of the small lake. The kiss hadn't meant anything to him. Or did it? He liked Luna. And now he was slightly sure Luna did too. But he didn't know what to do. Earlier that morning, as he looked into the mirror, he saw how the thoughts of her impacted him. He wasn't getting a lot of sleep. Harry's voice echoed through his mind. Maybe if he did take her on a date, he'd be able to sleep easier. Ron sighed and ran a hand through his damp hair. He turned around and stared up at the sky.
"Can anybody find me... Somebody to..." Ron paused as his eyes focused on the house. Luna was staring out the open window to her room right at him.
"... Love." He finished. They stared at each other for a moment before he headed back for the house.
Luna's P.O.V.:
Luna wrung out her stringy hair into the towel. She had changed into a different skirt that Ginny had laid out for her. As for the top, it was thankfully colored. She rubbed more at her hair and then at her arms and legs. She opened up the window. She stared out at the backyard. She could see Ron sulking around the lake, hands stuffed in his pockets. Maybe she shouldn't have kissed his cheek.
`Maybe he doesn't like me the way I like him. I should just give up. He probably thinks I'm crazy. Like, I have a ton of water in my brain.'
Luna sighed. She sat on the window sill and looked towards the sky.
"Can anybody find me... Somebody to..." She stopped and looked down at Ron. He was looking right up at her.
"... Love." She ended. Ron kept staring up at her, and she kept staring back. Ron walked out of view and into the house. Luna shut the window and walked to her bed. She sat on the edge of it and swung her feet. What to do now? She didn't know if she should tell Ron her feelings or not. She leaned back on the bed. She sighed deeply. There was a knock on her door. She got up off the bed and walked to the door and opened it...
Ron's P.O.V.:
Ron sighed as he walked back into the house. The door rattled shut behind him.
"Well, there you are." Mrs. Weasley said, mixing a bowl of cookie dough. "Where did our little rescuer go off to? Shouldn't you be checking on your girlfriend?"
Ron stood stunned.
"My girlfriend?" He asked.
"Yes." Mrs. Weasley said. "I see how Luna makes eyes at you during meals."
"She's not my girlfriend." Ron said flatly.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes I'm sure!" Ron said, raising his voice. "I don't like her! She's tch... quiet, and weird, and crazy, and odd. She's everything I can't stand!"
"But Ron, you can't stand a lot of things."
"What's that supposed to mean?" Ron questioned.
"It means that..." Mrs. Weasley began nervously, "- that maybe you like her. `Cause I kind of think you do!" Mrs. Weasley smiled and winked at her youngest son.
"No!" Ron said. "How can I, like her? Because I don't like her. Because I can't like her! Mum, if I like her... shoot me!"
"POW!" Mrs. Weasley said loudly, making her hand into a gun and pointing it at Ron. Ron exhaled deeply through his nostrils, turned around, and stomped upstairs. He knocked sharply on Luna's door. Luna opened it, her blonde hair hanging damply around her shoulders.
"Luna, grab a sweater, we're going on a date."
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Somebody To Love by Queen
Each morning I get up I die a little
Can barely stand on my feet
Take a look in the mirror and cry
Lord, what you're doing to me
I have spent all my years in believing you
But I just can't get no relief, Lord!
Somebody, ooh somebody
Can anybody find me somebody to love?
I work hard every day of my life
I work till I ache my bones
At the end (of the day)
I take home my hard earned pay all on
My own-I get down on my knees
And I start to pray
Till the tears run down from my eyes Lord somebody, ooh somebody
Can anybody find me-somebody to love?
(He works hard) Everyday-I try and I try and I try
But everybody wants to put me down
They say Im goin crazy
They say I got a lot of water in my brain
Aw they ain't got no common sense
He's got nobody left to believe in
ooh ooh ooh ooh somebody
Can anybody find me somebody to love?
Can anybody find me to love?
Got no feel, I got no rhythm
I just keep losing my beat
Im alright, Im alright
I aint gonna face no defeat
I just gotta get out of this prison cell
Someday Im gonna be free, Lord!
Find me somebody to love
Find me somebody to love
Find me somebody to love
Find me somebody to love
Find me somebody to love
Find me somebody to love
Find me somebody to love
Find me somebody to love
Somebody, somebody
Somebody find me
Somebody find me someone to love
Can anybody find me somebody to love?
Find me somebody, somebody, somebody to love
Find me find me find me find me find me
Ooh somebody to love
Anybody, anyway
Anybody find me somebody to love?
Yeah, yeah
Love
Authors Note: I really liked the song for this chapter. Basically, its Ron's Anthem. I hope everyone likes the next song. Keep the reviews coming so I can keep writing more everyday! If you have any song suggestions, let me know. I seem to find new ones every day. Sorry if its short.
P.S. - Kudos to the makers of That 70's show, for the dialogue from my favorite episode. :D
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