A look at Ron and Luna's relationship through a series of drabbles revolving around a sweater. Particularly a larger version of Ron's sweater from the SS/PS. Well, at least the movie, but I'm too lazy to look up if it's in the book or not, so oh well.

Disclaimer: Sadly, I do not own Harry Potter, or anything about him. Well, I guess not so sadly because it would have ended up really messed up if I wrote it. CX

Anyway, the story (or drabbles?)…

The Sweater

After a two-hour-long Gryffindor vs. Hufflepuff quidditch match, Harry, Ron, Hermione, Ginny, Neville, and Luna were walking back to the school. The sky had darkened considerably during the longer than normal match, and a mid-November chill had settled in the air. Harry and Ginny were relaying the match's events to anyone who was listening while Hermione and Neville discussed the freshwater vs. saltwater debate of the duration of gillyweed. Ron had ended up in the back of the group, watching his feet and mentally replaying his slip-ups during the match, despite their winning.

"Brr, it is cold." Luna said to herself, rubbing her arms.

Ron glanced up at the shivering blonde who had broken him out of his reverie and, after a moment of mental deliberation, pulled off his jumper, still warm from the game and unperturbed by the cold.

Luna looked to her left after seeing movement, hoping for a crumple-horned snorcack going about its business. As Ron lifted his jumper, the fabric of his shirt clung briefly and also lifted, exposing his bare stomach for a moment. Luna uncharacteristically blushed and bashfully looked away. The next thing she knew, Ron was lifting her arms up so he could slip his sweater over her head easily.

"There." Ron stated once he was done.

"Oh, no, Ronald, you must be cold." Luna said, slightly flustered, starting to take off the jumper.

Ron's hands covered Luna's. "I'm fine. Keep it actually." He replied and smiled.

Luna looked up and smiled back. "Thanks."

During their exchange, the two had fallen quite behind the rest of the group.

"Merlin's pants, we better hurry up." Ron said, grabbing Luna's hand so they could run and catch up to the others.

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