Disclaimer: If the Potterverse was mine, things would have gone very differently. That said, many thanks to JK Rowling for letting us play in the world she created. It's one hell of a sandbox.
Luna gently opened the metal gate, and Ginny followed behind her into the small cemetery. They walked up the grassy hill hand in hand, stopping in front of an oddly shaped marker made of grey-blue slate that looked out over the small valley. It was a perfect match for Luna's eyes; she had always said she got them from her mother.
"Hi, mum," she whispered, swiping at her glassy eyes. "I know it's been a while since I came to see you. Life's just been busy. Busy, but really good. I've actually brought someone here to meet you. When I was young, I remember that you promised to support me in anything I did as long it was good and it made me happy. Mom, she's incredible, and she makes me very happy. I'd like for you to meet my girlfriend, Ginny Weasley."
Ginny gave the blonde's hand a gentle squeeze. "Hello, Mrs. Lovegood. It's me, Ginny, from down the road at the Burrow. Yeah, I know, I never would have expected it either. But then again, you were always really perceptive, so maybe you would have figured this out long before we did. But I want you to know that I love your daughter very much. She is such an amazing person, and I promise to do everything I can to help keep her safe and happy, just like she does for me. Luna says you would have approved of our relationship. I like to believe she's right. If there's any way you could send some of your compassion and understanding to the rest of my family, I would appreciate it."
"We haven't figured out how to tell them yet," Luna explained to the stone. "Daddy was very supportive, like I knew he would be. But we're a little worried about how Molly and Arthur- well, mostly Molly- will take the news that we're together. So if you can send us a little help from beyond, we'd be grateful. I think that's all the pressing news I have for you right now, mum. I miss you so much," she said with a juicy sniffle. "I know that wherever you are, you're watching all kinds of animals and doing so many amazing experiments that would make us proud. I just hope that you're proud of me, too."
"Don't worry," Ginny whispered with conviction, wrapping her arms around the crying girl, "she is."
AN: I am not personally a member of the LGBT community, but I like to believe I am a solid ally and think that there needs to be a lot more written to represent LGBT folks. That said, PLEASE kindly let me know if I've made a faux pas or offended you. I'll do my best to correct it. Thanks for reading, and please review!