Runa/Harmony Drabbles 1-Luna Snaps!

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Luna Lovegood was a good girl. She had a kind heart, and she always had her head in the clouds. She was also brave-she could defend herself from menacing Death Eaters.

One thing she was really good at? Ignoring people.

So how could a girl like her snap? Well…

On a Saturday, she headed down to the Great Hall for lunch. As usual, she carried The Quibbler in her hands. And also as usual, she was in a very good mood. She walked with her chin held high and had an adorable smile on her face.

As she passed the Gryffindor table, she didn't notice that she had caught a certain redhead's attention.

"Oi, Luna!" boomed Ron Weasley's voice.

Luna's heart fluttered a little as she turned around. She saw Harry, Ron, and Hermione sitting together, eating lunch. Harry and Hermione sat next to each other while Ron sat across from them. The three were smiling in a friendly way at her.

"Hello, Ronald," she said as she walked over to them. "Hi, guys. How're you?"

"We're fine, thank you," said Hermione.

"Care to sit with us?" said Harry.

"Sure." Luna smiled.

Ron scooted over a little, patting the space available next to him. Luna's cheeks turned pink a little as she sat down next to him. She was also sitting across from Hermione, who was studying the little space between them with a small smile on her face.

"This is different," Luna noted as she got a ham and cheese sandwich.

"Different how?" said Harry.

"You guys almost never invite me over," Luna explained. "It just seems like everyone's in a good mood today."

"Oh. Well, you're always welcome," said Hermione. "You're my best friend, you know that."


"So, what do you guys wanna do today?" said Ron right before he buried his face in his sandwich.

"You know we have that History of Magic report due next week and…" Hermione started to say, but Harry and Ron gave her "the look", and she didn't finish the sentence. "Never mind."

"That's what I thought," Ron muttered.

"We have plenty of time to work on it, 'Mione, okay?" said Harry. He and Hermione shared a long glance.

"Fine," said Hermione after a bit. "But don't come to me, asking me to copy mine at the last minute."

"We'll end up copying anyway," said Ron.

"What makes you say that?"

"Whenever we try to convince you to do something, and you say no and refuse, Harry gets you to do it."

Harry smiled sheepishly and Hermione blushed feverishly. Luna giggled a little.

"It's true, don't deny it," said Ron.

"He makes a good point," said Harry.

"Shut up, Harry," Hermione said in embarrassment.

"What, you're mad at me now?"

"I never said I was."



"Your body language says you are. I know you a whole lot better than I know myself."

Hermione shot him daggers. "Harry…"

"Are you guys gonna make out?" said Luna.

"That would be some hot stuff," Ron teased, and he and Luna smiled and nodded at them.

Harry wagged his eyebrows at Hermione. Hermione's lips pressed tightly but she smiled a little bit. She started laughing at the goofy looks on Ron and Luna's faces.

"We're not gonna-" Hermione started again, but this time, Harry interrupted her-taking her face in his hands, he leaned in and kissed her. Her hands cupped his neck and she kissed him back eagerly, forgetting that people were watching.

Harry pulled away after five seconds, smiling gently at her dazed expression. He shrugged. "I'm always willing to."

He got up and started walking away. Hermione had to turn around completely in her seat to get the full effect of watching him.

"You never told me you and Harry were together," said Luna as she and Hermione made eye-contact-Ron stared at Hermione, gaping.

"We're not," said Hermione, still dazed. Her voice came out a few octaves higher.

"I doubt that," said Ron. "You two just snogged each other like it was nothing-like you do it all the time." He raised an eyebrow.

"You suggested it," Hermione muttered, blushing. "I guess we're friends with benefits. You never know with us."

Ron and Luna stared at Hermione-Ron's eyes were wide, identical to Luna's.

"I should go," Hermione said, standing up. She walked away quickly.

Ron looked over at Luna. "Wanna spy on them?"

"How do you know Hermione's going after-?" said Luna. She paused at the look on his face. "Oh. Right."

Ron laughed and the both of them stood.

"C'mon," he said. He grabbed a giggling Luna by the hand and nearly ran out of the Great Hall. To everyone else, they looked like a couple the way they ran out.

They slowed to a walk once they were out, Ron releasing Luna's hand. They didn't have to walk long.

Luna was about to walk around the corner until she stopped, putting her hand out and it hit Ron's chest.

"There!" She said, backing up a little bit, peering her head around the corner. Ron did the same, his chin slightly brushing against her hair. There was barely any space between their bodies.

Down the corridor, they saw Hermione approach Harry, who stopped walking, and hastened to listen.

"What was that for?" said Hermione, crossing her arms.

"What do you mean?" said Harry.

"Why'd you kiss me?"

Harry smiled. "You kissed me back. If you didn't like it, then you would've pulled away."

Hermione rocked back once on her heels. She bit her lip. "Okay…so I guess I liked it."

They grew quiet. Hermione broke the silence after a few seconds.

"You've been different," she said. "Why?"

Harry shrugged. "I guess I'm rarely in a good mood. I'm in a pretty good mood right now."

"Is it because of me?"

Harry nodded.

Hermione tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. "Harry, you're my best friend. I love you, you know that?"


"And you love me." It wasn't a question.

"Pretty much."

"Though you don't see best friends snogging in the Great Hall all of a sudden, do you?"

Harry smirked. "Not until now, no."

Hermione sighed. "Are we friends with benefits or more? Tell me how you feel right now."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa-you're asking me too many questions, it's my turn," said Harry. "For the past few days, we've been studying together, hanging out together-without Ron, and I've been enjoying it. And somehow all of a sudden, there are times where I'd find my arm around you, and you wouldn't pull away. We'd even hold hands sometimes through a casual conversation. That's because we're comfortable around each other, right?"

"Right…" said Hermione slowly.

"And I took the step forward in our friendship and kissed you-and you kissed me back." Harry's cheeks turned pink. "Merlin knows I've waited ages to do that," he said mostly to himself.

"What're you saying?"

"I'm asking you-are you ready to cross the bridge of our friendship? We're right in the middle. I'm only ready if you are."

Hermione stared at Harry in disbelief.

"Say yes, say yes, say yes, say yes, say yes," Luna chanted under her breath.

"Say no, say no, say no, say no, say no," Ron teased under his breath. Luna elbowed him in the ribs and he grunted, "Ow!" in a whisper.

Hermione suddenly gripped the front of Harry's signature jacket(A/N-you know the dark navy one with white stripes-he wore it in the third-sixth movies. They traded the color's places in the seventh film :)) and kissed him with all she had.

Harry gripped her hips, pulling her close so there was no space between them, kissing her back.

"Oh, bloody hell," Ron muttered.

"So sweet," Luna cooed.

"Yeah, terribly sweet," came a sneering voice.

Ron and Luna turned around to their dismay and saw Draco Malfoy, who was standing with his girlfriend, Pansy Parkinson.

"Poor Weasley has gone from blonde to blonde," said Pansy and Malfoy laughed. "First Delacour, then Brown, and now Lovegood? You gotta be kidding me!"

"Blood traitors have bad taste in what they think are girls," said Malfoy.

"Leave us alone, Malfoy," said Luna. "One day Ronald will be richer than what you think you call rich."

"Yeah, right!" Malfoy spat as Ron and Luna exchanged glances. "The highest thing he calls a palace is that half-giant's hut."

"At least Professor Hagrid has good people who keep him grounded-unlike you."

"Ohmygosh, Draco," said Pansy in a mocking tone. "The dumb blonde's trying to insult us!"

"I'm gonna go write to my Mum!" said Malfoy, laughing.

"What did you call Luna?" Ron snapped.

"You heard me," said Pansy.

"Luna is smarter than a thousand of you put together! She kicks ass! And what do you do? Hang around with a pussy who can't even defend himself."

"WHAT?" said Malfoy.

"You start talking shit about my girl," said Ron, taking a step forward, "then I'm gonna start talking shit about yours. Care for me to go on?"

"Ron…" Luna warned gently, putting her hand on his chest. "Walk away, just walk away."

"Like walking away's gonna do anything!" said Pansy. "Face it Lovegood, you think you got it, but you really don't. Let your boyfriend fight his own battles.

Luna turned around sharply. "Excuse me? Was I talking to you?"

Pansy had struck a nerve.

"Looks like it," Pansy said, smugly, crossing her arms. "What're you gonna do about it? You gonna cry home to your mommy?" She taunted in a tiny voice. "Oh-wait-you don't have a mom! My bad…"

Harry and Hermione walked around the corner, standing behind Ron, shooting daggers at the Slytherins.

"At least my mom had class," Luna said harshly.

"Oooh, I'm shaking, Draco. She's trying to make me mad."

"If you don't walk away with your dumb blonde, you'll be walking with three legs and one arm," Luna threatened.

"What, you gonna jinx me?"

"Hon, I didn't say anything about jinxing you." Luna's fists balled up at her sides. "Don't underestimate me, Parkinson."

"I'm sc-c-cared." Pansy laughed. She shook her head. "I don't give a fuck that you fought Death Eaters. That doesn't make you tough, hon. That just makes you a cunt."

Luna's teeth gritted. Harry, Ron, and Hermione watched Luna tense up.

"Call me a cunt," she said, almost shakily with rage. "one more time. I dare you."

"Stupid…" Pansy said slowly, inching closer to the blonde. "Ugly…fucking …worthless, mom-less cunt-"

"LUNA, NO!" Hermione screamed as the blonde attacked the brunette.

Luna pounded the hell out of that girl. She was tired of being teased. She was tired of them getting away with everything. She wasn't weak. She was strong and bold.

And she was proving it.

After at least ten seconds, she felt a strong pair of arms wrap around her waist.

"Lemme GO, RON!" she yelled, though a part of her protested.

"No!" said Ron. "C'mon, Luna, like you said. Just walk away."

"NO!" She growled. Malfoy had pried Luna away from Pansy and he had thumped her hard on the head. "Ow!" she stumbled back into Ron's chest as he held her upright.

"Oh, hell no," said Ron. "Harry, hold Luna-"

Harry caught Luna as Ron rushed forward. He turned Malfoy around and punched him hard across the face, knocking him out cold.

"Draco!" Pansy screamed, falling to her knees. Ron walked back over to Harry, Luna, and Hermione. Hermione was the only one that looked like she was about to start crying.

"That's what he gets," said Ron as he approached.

Luna stumbled forward and gripped Ron's shoulders for support. Ron's arms were around her waist again.

"Ron-" she gasped.

"Luna, that was the most incredible thing you have ever done," Ron told her.

"She could've got hurt-" Hermione started, but Harry gave her a look.

"Thank you-" Luna continued to gasp. "For defending me and-"

"No," Ron shook his head. He leaned down and kissed her full on the mouth. "Thank you."