Study Buddies and Coffee
I'd like to dedicate this story to The Number 1 Chica and RedMoon38. They are the biggest, and greatest Harmony and Runa shippers I know. I love you guys for the support for my stories. And you guys are bloody brilliant :)
"Hey, I wonder where Hermione is?" said Ron Weasley on a Friday. He and his best friend, Harry Potter, were walking down a random corridor. It was a free period for them, since they were in their sixth year.
"I dunno," said Harry. "Maybe in the library?"
"Let's go check."
They turned a corner and continued walking. Harry had no doubt Hermione was in the library-it was her most favorite place in the world. She had told him one day, and he just happened to remember it.
Sure enough, when they walked in the library, they saw their best friend sitting at a table, working on homework and studying.
But she wasn't the only one there. Luna Lovegood was there also, sitting next to her by the window. She was wearing a headband today, and her hair was straightened. Out in front of her was a History of Magic textbook, and a piece of parchment, which she scurried across with her quill.
Both of the girls looked busy. They also had their Hogwarts robes lying to the side on the table. They didn't wear their vests either, so they just wore their white, long-sleeved button-down shirts, their Hogwarts House ties a little looser than usual, black skirts, black pantyhose, and black shoes.
Hermione flipped her hair over her shoulder as she skimmed through the textbook for a specific page. Harry looked almost awestruck as he watched her.
"I dunno, Ron," he whispered. "Hermione and Luna look busy enough as it is."
"What part of free period do you not understand?" Ron whispered back. He put his hand on his best friend's shoulder. "Look, the sooner we leave, the sooner we get to relax."
"But if we take Hermione then…" Harry's voice trailed off.
Ron's eyes widened. "No. No. Absolutely not."
"We are not taking Looney Lovegood-"
"Luna's our friend, Ron. There's more to her than you know."
Ron groaned. "Fine."
A female voice from behind them suddenly said, "Are you two done arguing like a married couple?"
"Hermione!" Harry jumped.
"Bloody hell!" said Ron as he tripped, falling on his butt. "Hermione, you need to warn us before you come snooping…"
"I'm not the one snooping here," Hermione countered as Luna got up from her seat and walked over to them. "What're you guys doing here anyway?"
"We came to see if you wanted to come hang out with us," said Harry, and Hermione bit her lip in thought. Dammit, why does she look so cute when she does that? he thought.
Luna saw Ron on the ground and held out her hand to him. Ron hesitated-he didn't want to be mean. And Harry was right-they were friends…sorta.
Ron took her awaiting hand and he let her help him stand.
"Thanks," Ron muttered.
"Anytime," said Luna with a kind smile, making him look down as his ears turned pink with embarrassment.
"What's wrong?" said Harry to Hermione.
"I'd love to hang out with you and Ron right now, but I can't," said Hermione apologetically. "Luna's got this test that she has to study for, and I'm helping her. And I'm also working on the report Snape assigned to us in Defense Against the Dark Arts the other day."
"When's the report due?"
Harry and Ron exchanged knowing glances.
"And when's Luna's test gonna be?" Harry asked.
"Next Wednesday," said Luna. "I need all the help I can get."
"What subject?" said Ron. He noticed that Harry and Hermione now stood across from him-and Luna was standing right next to him, their arms touching.
"Ancient Runes," said Luna, looking up at him. "It's really hard for me."
"Well…I could help if you want," Ron said, putting his hands in his pockets.
"Really?" Luna's eyes brightened.
"Yeah, I'll help you out."
"But Ron's not-"Hermione started with a laugh, but Harry's left hand clamped down on her mouth, and his right arm wrapped around her shoulders. The rest of her sentence went muffled as they looked at each other.
"You're good at Ancient Runes?" Luna asked as Harry released Hermione awkwardly.
"I got an A in it last year," said Ron, kind of smug. He was glad he managed to keep a decent grade without Hermione and her nagging…
"Wow, Ron. I never knew…" Her voice trailed off.
"You never knew what? That I was that smart-without cheating off of Hermione's homework?" Ron felt himself smiling.
Luna giggled and nodded.. "No offense though."
"None taken. I always get self-conscious when our report cards come around every semester…It's nerve-racking really," Ron continued. "Actually, I'll make a deal with you then."
"What's the deal?" said Luna, crossing her arms.
"I'll help you with Ancient Runes if you help me with History of Magic."
"History of Magic?"
"That's my best class," Luna beamed, then her face fell a little. "Well, it doesn't have to do with nargles and Crumple-Horned Snorkacks though. Did you know the Crumple-Horned Snorkacks originated from Sweden? Daddy and I go there every summer and Winter Break to look for them."
Okaaay and she's weird again, Ron thought, smiling half-heartedly at her. "Sounds….um…interesting," he answered. He then added-"Study Buddy," with a more enthusiastic smile this time.
For a second, he thought he saw Luna's cheek turn pink.
"So, when do you want to meet?" Luna asked him.
"When are you free?"
"Well…okay. Um…how 'bout we meet in the Three Broomsticks this Saturday-at noon?" He did not feel like meeting her in the morning-he loved his sleep on weekends...
Then on Saturday afternoons, there was also Quidditch practice...
"Sounds nice. Do you want to get coffee too? I think it's a bit strange to not study without warm liquids surging through but...it's up to you."
Harry and Hermione exchanged surprised glances.
"It's a date," said Ron without thinking, and Luna smiled before going to go get her stuff. After gathering her things, she walked back up to them.
"Great. I guess I'll see you then," she said. "Bye, Ronald."
She gave him a little wave, saying, "See you around," to Harry and Hermione before she walked off. Ron watched her for a bit before turning to his best friends when the blonde was out of earshot.
"It is not a date," he protested.
"Keep telling yourself that, Ron," said Hermione, and she went to go pack up her stuff. Harry followed her and started helping her do so. "Thanks, Harry."
Harry smiled at her, blushing as he scratched the back of his head. "No problem."
"Well, well, well..." said Ron as he walked up to them, his arms crossed. "If I'm going to be studying with Luna from now on, then you two will be stuck together..." He eyed Harry with a mischevious glint in his eye. "From hours on end."
"What's the problem with that?" said Hermione as Harry glared at the ginger. She slung her bag over her shoulder. "At least Harry's got better sense. He's better at cooperating, and at least he tries his best."
"You don't think I try my best either?" Ron frowned at her.
"Barely!" Hermione laughed half-heartedly. "It's always, 'Hermione, can I borrow your essay?' 'Hermione, I need to copy off of you.' 'Hermione, Hermione, Hermione.' 'Can I, can I, can I?'" Her voice grew whiny. "'Wah, wah, wah!' 'I would've done better if you let me cheat this once!'"
"I do not sound like that, Miss Know-It-All," Ron snapped.
"I don't even know why you lied to Luna saying you do well in that class!" said Hermione. "I can't believe you...You just wait til I tell her-she'll be so upset and-"
"Hermione-" Harry said.
"What?" Hermione snapped, turning on him. "I know you, Harry. Don't try to convince me-"
"Ron's telling the truth," he said slowly.
Hermione's voice grew soft. "W-What?"
Harry gripped her arms. "Ron really did well in that class-that was the one subject where he did try his hardest. He wanted to give you a break, and we both helped each other out in Defense Against the Dark Arts while you were overstressing yourself."
Hermione put one of her hands on his. "Oh..." She looked over at Ron. "Ron, I...I never knew that-that...why didn't either of you tell me this before-?-"
"Save it," said Ron hotly. "Thanks for believing in me."
"Some friend you are. Don't talk to me."
Harry took his hands off of Hermione, studying her expression. Hermione ran her fingers through her hair.
"He thought you knew him better," Harry told her.
Hermione started to feel annoyed. "Really? I had no idea."
She started walking, and Harry followed her.
"Apparently, I'm a horrible friend," she grumbled. "Excuse me for being too much of a hard-working female to notice. Have they just noticed I don't have testosterone glands?"
"I can't help not relating to these other girls who have boyfriends and not liking girly stuff that they do...I'm just not girl enough for boys around here...-"
"Hermione-" Harry grabbed her shoulder, making her turn around. This caused her hair to swing around in her face, and she swept it away when he released her. "If it makes you feel better, I understand you don't have testosterone glands-but I do. I have enough of that to understand that you're a smart, teenage girl who can't really relate to other girls. And trust me when I say this-" He took this excuse to look her over, his eyes glazing her body up and down, and he smirked as he did so. "You are definately no stick."
Hermione smiled just a little. "Harry, you're the sweetest thing. But...I just don't get why..."
"Why guys don't want to date me," she blurted out. "I'm sorry for telling you all of this but...that's how I feel. Guys notice these girls who cake themselves in makeup and 'dress to impress'...but I...I look dress in what makes me comfortable and...I wonder if that's not enough, y'know?"
"But...it is enough," Harry said in a small voice.
"What're you talking about?"
"Well...you think that boys don't notice you, but...I know someone who's always noticed you. And he likes you for you."
Harry blushed and looked at his feet. "I don't know if I should tell you. It could ruin your friendship with him."
"It's someone you're really close with."
Hermione studied his expression. She asked carefully, "Does he have dark hair?"
Harry slowly nodded.
"And...does he have green eyes?"
Harry nodded again. "He wears glasses, too."
They both laughed softly, and somehow they were closer to each other than before.
"I think I, uh...I know who that is," said Hermione when their noses were touching. They both laughed in whispers before their lips met, and they started kissing. After a few seconds, she murmured, "And I think I like him too." Harry smiled as her fingers went to his hair, and his hands found her waist.
Hermione's bag slipped to the floor, along with her Hogwarts robes, which had fallen off her shoulders. But neither Harry nor Hermione could care less.
Meanwhile, Ron stomped grumpily out on the Hogwarts grounds, where some of the sixth years were hanging out. He didn't care if he knocked someone over-and he really didn't care if he stomped a snogging couple deeper into the earth either.
Ron turned around as Luna walked up to him with her bag over her shoulder.
"Hey, Luna," he grumbled.
"Is everything alright? You look like someone's punched you in the gut."
Ron managed to laugh. "That sure is what it feels like."
"Would you like to talk about it? I tend to be a very good listener and I like to help friends whenever I can."
"Shouldn't you be in class?"
"Actually, I got permission-that's why I took the opportunity to study with Hermione. She's my best friend, you know."
"Figures." Ron sat down on the grass, and Luna sat down next to him. "At least she believes in you."
"Can you explain what you mean?" Luna asked kindly.
Ron's grumpy mood started cracking because of the politeness of Luna's. "Well...you know I'm not the smartest guy in the world."
"Yes. But in my opinion, I find you bloody brilliant."
Ron laughed. Did she just...? "Did you just say 'bloody brilliant'?"
Luna giggled. "Hermione tells me you use 'bloody' a lot. And I often hear you say 'bloody hell' and 'bloody brilliant'. It's quite funny."
"Glad I amuse you. So...anyway, there's always a time where Hermione studies too much and she's too wrapped up in her school work to have fun. So, when I was taking Ancient Runes, me and Harry would study together sometimes-and he does better than me! And...you know...I try my best when it comes to my grades, but it's like it's never enough-so that's why I try to copy off of Hermione sometimes and learn from her. But she's always like, 'Ron, you're never gonna learn if you keep copying me'. But I can't help it...I wanna mean something in my family. Percy's perfect, Charlie and Bill are doing great in their careers, Fred and George are always the ones keeping everyone laughing, Ginny's the baby girl...but what can I do? What am I to everyone?"
"If it makes you feel better," said Luna after he sadly fell silent, "I think you are a true hero."
"I'm not the hero, Luna," said Ron. "Harry is. And Hermione's the smart one-without her, we probably wouldn't be here right now."
"Have you ever thought what would happen if Harry and Hermione had never met you?" Luna smiled gently at him. "You're not perfect, and they're not perfect either. Harry's destiny is to protect the Wizarding World and the Muggle World and to destroy Voldemort-"Ron was surprised she said his name so easily. "Hermione's is to shine in school, being the brave girl that she is-and there's more to her than books and brains. As for me, I'm just a weird, odd, girl who will always be your friend, waiting on the sidelines." She shrugged. "I'm happy with who I am, and you should be happy too."
"Wow, Luna," Ron said with a smile. "You're starting to make sense."
"And I know you and Hermine fight because of your differences-trust me-Harry and I hang out sometimes when we both get tired of it." She laughed to herself. "But the one thing that will never change is the fact that she'll always be your best friend. And she'll always be the annoying sister you know and love."
Ron was quiet as he took that all in.
"You know what, Luna?" he said.
"I think this could be the beginning of a beautiful friendship."
Well, there you have it! Chapter 1! Wow...I haven't intended it on to be this long...
Next chapter: Ron and Luna's "Study Date", and Harry and Hermione start their romantic relationship.