"Ron," Mrs. Weasley said slowly, "Dear…I want you to come home."
"Mum this is my last year here!" Ron exclaimed, feeling his throat tighten and his eyes burn, "I want to play in one last quidditch game! And I want to graduate! Please, Mum!"
Luna walked slowly over to the group. Ginny exchanged a glance with her, they could both see where this was going to go. Indeed. The next time Luna looked over at Ron, he was crying.
Fred and George were shocked but didn't show it. They had never see Ron cry ever in their entire life…but when Ron was a baby and toddler it didn't necessarily count. But now here he was, flat out crying. Nope…sobbing.
"Oh…" Mrs. Weasley was cracking…Luna could see it.
So could Ron.
Keep it up, he thought.
"Please?" he begged through his tears that he managed to keep falling, "Please, Mum, can I stay?"
"Oh…" Mrs. Weasley sighed, "Do you promise you will try and get better?"
"Yes," Ron said, "I will…I promise! Just don't make me leave!"
Mrs. Weasley sighed, looking around.
"Alright," she said finally, "But you need to eat…and sleep."
"I will," Ron said, then glanced over at Luna, "I will."
Mrs. Weasley, Fred, George, and Ginny went in to Madame Pompfrey's office to talk with her. Luna sat down next to Ron and took his hand in between both of hers.
"I'm glad your mother said you could stay," she said quietly, "I would hate to not see you play in another game."
"But, Luna…I just realized. I'm in 7th year, you're in 6th…I'd have to wait one full school year before I see you after I graduate."
"We can owl…"
"It won't be the same."
"You can come visit me in Hogsmeade!"
Ron smiled a bit. Luna drew a hand up to his face and wiped the tears off of it. Then she sat up a bit and gave him a quick kiss.
Ginny watched through the window of Madame Pompfrey's door. She gasped slightly at the shock of seeing Ron and Luna kiss…but then noted that she had realized they had been getting closer over the last few weeks…and that Luna was helping Ron.
Ginny turned back to the conversation.
"I was wondering what was better," Mrs. Weasley said, wringing her hands together, "Taking him home or leaving him here. He really doesn't want to leave…and he promised he would eat and sleep…that he would get better."
"I see," Madame Pompfrey said, "I do believe that it would be best for him to go home…but if he doesn't want to and was forced to…it would cause a lot of stress and he would just get worse."
Mrs. Weasley nodded. Out in the Hospital Wing they all heard the door open. Voices were heard, also…and laughing.
Ron and Luna pulled apart, blushing. Harry and Hermione were the ones talking and laughing.
"We knew something was odd between you two," Hermione said with a giggle.
Harry was cracking up. Ron looked down at his blanket. Harry and Hermione immediately shut up, feeling horrible about laughing. Harry cleared his throat and said quickly,
"We weren't laughing at you two…its just that we were talking about it while we were walking down the hall and then…you know, we saw you two and…"
Ron looked up.
"I mean…it's great about you two!" Hermione exclaimed happily, with a big grin, "I'm so happy for you!"
"Hermione…you sound like we're getting married," Ron said with a raised eyebrow, he suddenly felt very happy.
"Sorry…its just…" Hermione continued grinning happily, "You've just helped eachother so much through all of this…and…" she sighed.
Ron and Harry exchanged glances that plainly said 'girls are so emotional'. They grinned.
But deep inside…Ron knew exactly what Hermione meant.
The End, i think. I just want to end this now. Give me ideas if youy want me to continue.