Not my usual pair, but a person that I love very much (;D) asked me to make a Harry/Luna fic and taadaah! Prof, I hope you like it! Supper effort for you prof, because I know that deep, deep, deep down inside Hermione's bottomless purse that you love me too. =)))
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She escapes the momentarily from the commotion from the small cottage by the sea. She savors the feel of the sand in between her toes. The salty sea-breeze blowing against her sandy blond hair. She looks on to the sea that seemed to dark on a moonless night. She takes steps farther from the bustling house, to a spot were she can find solace in silence. To think about her father and how she wishes her mother was around. Despite saying that she was used to the isolation, being trapped in a dungeon and being tortured day in and day out changed her, she now felt cold and wonders about how they will win the war against you-know-who. She stopped at a spot when she can no longer hear the noise coming from the cottage. She lied down on the grass and looked at the stars. She thought that looking at the stars will somehow clear her mind from what happened during the past months. But now she lies underneath a celestial chaos that floods her mind.
"I was looking for you." She sits up when she finds a figure sitting next to her, adjusting his glasses. "I just really wanted to some time to think Harry." Despite all that she's been through, Luna's dreamy voice never changed or show any sign of what she has been through when she was captive at Malfoy Manor. "I just wanted some time to fathom what happened and what might happen next." she says while staring blankly into the sea. " We're gonna beat him Luna. I honestly don't know how, but we're gonna beat him." She looked at the one next to her. Harry Potter the boy who lived, it's what the wizarding world knows him as but to her he was just simply Harry, a boy who wants to be boy. Someone who wants to live a better life when all of this is over. "I find it a shame that theirs no moon tonight." and she looked up once again to the stars. "It would make the whole sky seem brighter and more beautiful." he looked at the petit girl next to him who seem to glow in the night. "Yes . . . Very beautiful. . ." he said, almost a whisper."What did you say Harry?" She asked him. "Uhm. . .err. . ." he laughed as his cheeks turn red, "Your very beautiful Luna, you've always been and it's a shame that not everyone can see how beautiful you are." both their cheeks turn red as he finished his sentence. "Your the first person that called me beautiful Harry." her voice almost like a lullaby to his ears. And without even blinking he was leaning in towards her. Their lips touched and Harry can taste her sweet lips mixed with the salty breeze. The kiss was gentle and sweet, but they can also feel that this is something that they both wanted. They broke apart and gave each other a smile. They went back to their original sitting position with their fingers laced together and her head on his shoulders. He looked down at Luna who seems to be glowing even more and told himself 'who needs the moon up there when you can have her at your side.' and they both looked on into the sea.
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