The flames roared as they engulfed the parchment. A touch of raspberry fragrance wafted throughout the room as the ink that the letter was written in burned away. In the center of the room, a lone figure stared at the big white wall. She blinked only every so often, the rest of the time her eyes scanned all the photographs that she herself had hung up. In the pictures, she looked so happy, she was twirling and laughing and playing with various people and creatures.
But Luna Scamander's favourite photo was the on in the center. It was her wedding day. Right now she and Rolf were dancing and laughing inside of the frame.
Now, however, the picture made her sick. She had just gotten a letter from Hermione, and it wasn't good.
Hermione had written to tell her that … that…
I think I saw him last night, The letter had said, I was on a secret assignment for the Aurors, so I was in disguise, and then I saw him and that new skank from the Hog's Head, and he was kissing her. I'm so sorry.
At first, Luna had denied it, as if Hermione were telling her that Nargles were nonexistent.
Rolf loved her, she knew it. And how did he come to be at the Hog's Head when he had gone to Romania anyway?
Then her world came crashing down.
Oh God, Luna thought, He goes on a trip every month, and he's always so cheerful after he gets home for the first few days, and all this time, all this time…
And now Luna was taking one last look at the wall of photos, her suitcase ready and packed beside her. There was a slight mumbling sound at the door and then it swung open and he came in.
"Hi babe!" Rolf exclaimed, but before he even got the chance to cross the threshold a vase had been levitated across the room and smashed millimetres from where his head was.
It's strange to think the songs we used to sing,
The smiles, the flowers, everything
is gone.
"What is going on!?" Rolf asked.
"I hear the Hog's Head is lovely this time of year." Luna said in a dreamy, yet poisonous voice.
Rolf's stare was enough.
Yesterday I found out about you,
Even now just looking at you,
Feels wrong.
Very calmly, Luna then said, "Goodbye."
"No Luna, don't go." Rolf pleaded. "I was only discussing possible locations for Wallakins."
"Then one day I will have to learn how to communicate through lip contact." Luna responded. Then, with a wave of her wand, her suitcase was following her through the door.
"Please Luna, I love you, and, and I was out of it, and, and, I think she was part-Veela, I, I had to say yes" He was really reaching now.
You say that you'd take it all back,
it was a moment of weakness,
and you said yes…
"Simply put," Luna responded, "you should've said no."
And with that she was out the door.
You should've said no
You should've gone home
You should've thought twice
Before you let it all go.
You should've said no,
Baby and you might still have me.
Rolf ran out the door, and he caught up to Luna. He spun her around, and started to lean in for a kiss.
And before he knew what had happened, his lips had ballooned to seven times their normal size and they were now green with purple polka dots.
"Tell me Rolf, was it worth it? Was she worth this?"
Very sullen, Rolf replied with a soft (and very mumbled), "no."
With grace, Luna then spun on her heel and disappeared.
You should've said no,
Baby and you might still have me.
Please R&R
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