...casting a Relego in aeturnum spell over it. No one of this Earth will see it ever again."
"So sayeth the... not badly put-together naked chick," said Penny, amused. Aggie nodded at her last six words. "I'll see if I can dig up a refrigerator crate."
Luna looked down at herself and blushed. "Oops. Thank you, Penny." She dove back under the blanket. "Oh, and also, forgive me Penny, but I do need to do this." She rummaged underneath for her wand and, finding it, pointed it straight upward. "Accio Lisa's clothes!"
Instantly, the clothes Lisa had been wearing before her transcendence reappeared in the air above her and plopped on top of her head. "Mmph. Thank you, Moonbloom," she said. She and Luna both got dressed.
Once Penny had made some calls and found a refrigerator crate they could use, and a dolly for carrying it, Aggie took the painting, still under the dropcloth, off the easel, and bound the cloth tightly to it with lots of twine. Lisa and Luna carried it downstairs and outside, with Aggie tagging along just in case. When the crate was dropped off at the back entrance, they put the painting inside and Lisa uttered a bunch of Greek and Aramaic words which sealed it up with elaborate magic seals. After testing these, they stood clear as Luna pointed her wand at the crate and said, "Relego in aeturnum. And good bloody riddance."
POP! The crate and its contents vanished. Whither? Not important. All right, to be honest, I've no idea how to spell, nor transcribe in any human writing system, where it went. The key thing is they were for all intents and purposes banished. Vamoose. Gone bye-bye from the story.
After saying goodbye to Aggie, Lisa and Luna walked to their preferred outdoor apparition place, a vacant lot that was all field. "Well, I suppose I'd better be getting back to Hogwarts," said Luna.
"Um. Before you do," said Lisa, rocking on the balls of her feet, "there's somewhere I'd like us both to go, first. Take my hand?"
CRACK! The two girls apparated along the banks of the Thom-a-Jesting River, along one of the borders between Scotland and Faerie. It was a favourite "just the two of us (except that one time Thom showed up)" getaway for both of them.
"Oh. Hello, river," said Luna. "So, Lis, in the mood for a little promenade, are we?"
"Not... exactly." Lisa swallowed and fished in her skirt pockets for a bit. Then she slapped her forehead. "Right! Of course I wouldn't have one on me, nuhoy. Hm. Ah! Luna, do you have your little scissors in your knapsack there?"
After a few moments' silence, Lisa raised an eyebrow and smiled. "Uh... may I, y'know, borrow them?"
"Oh! Haha, sorry, love." Blushing, Luna took them out and handed them to Lisa, who then... cut a sizeable chunk of hair from one of her pigtails. "Thanks," she said, handing the scissors back.
"Lisa! Whatever are you--?"
Lisa held up a hand for silence. She took off her hoodie and laid it on the grass, then took the bit of hair and placed it on top, braiding it into a circle as Luna watched, uncomprehending. Then Lisa pointed her index finger at it and sang the chorus of "Diamonds Are a Girl's Best Friend." POOF! The circle of Lisa-hair became a diamond ring.
Comprehension dawned on Luna's face. "Oh... Lisa..."
Lisa got on one knee. "Ow! Actually that kinda hurts when your legs are bare." So she guided Luna to sit down beside her on the grass, and took her hand.
"I... I've been kinda a late bloomer to the whole love thing," she began. "Celebrity crushes, rotated regularly like tires--nm, you wouldn't know about that--and casual kissy-gropeys with friends--well, the ones who were into that--were enough for me. Even Stan was someone I liked hanging with, and also... y'know... with, but I never saw him as someone I could love. I mean, I was real happy for Penny and Aggie, Katy-Ann and Jack, and all, but... didn't see it as my cup of meat. Er, sorry, Bob Dylan reference in those last three words. Although I suppose a cup of chunky chicken sou..." She waved her hands dismissively as Luna stifled a giggle.
"So, yes. Love--not Lisa Winklemeyer's thing. And then I met you."
"And, well, I don't need to go into the whole history of us being together, 'cause you were there, durr-hurr, and y'know, tl;dr. But I will say this: earlier today, when that painting made me 'transcend?' At first I was all, 'w00t, no more annoying fleshiness and eventual dying and shit,' only in boring, gnostic-y kinda words. And then I saw your reaction. And I remembered how I reacted the first time you had to go back to school.
"And that's when I knew I never wanted that to happen to either of us, ever again. I love you, Luna. I want us to be together all our life, and after that, too, and I'll kick the ass of any angel or demon or hungry ghost or whoever says we can't, and shove it up their ethereal...well, ass, I guess."
At this point, Lisa shut up, because Luna was all rolling-on-the-grass guffaws. She waited for her to stop (Gotta work on your comedic timing, Lis) and then, taking her hand again, popped the question.
"Nuhoy," said Luna, smiling, tears in her eyes. "As if you didn't already know, Weirdo McSpiderhair." She kissed her.
Lisa put the ring on her finger. It fit perfectly.
"Welp." Lisa slapped down on her own thighs. "What you want to do now, future Mrs. Lovegood (or whatever last name you want, doesn't matter really)?"
"I know!" Luna stood up and snapped her fingers. "Let's go tell...
"Life doesn't wait forever." --Lisa Winklemeyer