Unkind Reality:
By FoolMoonIllusion
I sat in my room, willing my body to stay lively, my eye lids to become less heavy, and my mind to become clear.
I must not sleep, I repeated over and over to myself in my head, because when I sleep, I dream, and I always seemed to dream of her.
Her long wavy blond hair bouncing behind her as she skipped down the corridors of Hogwarts. Her orb-like silver eyes behind those long, perfectly curved lashes. Her rose-color cheeks. Her full pink lips and the dreamy voice that escapes them.
My mind gave into the tempting thoughts and I soon let her carry me through a night of dreams where I held her close, caressed her soft skin, kissed her lips
Then, morning would arrive, and my dream would melt away, reminding me how unkind reality could be.
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Just a little Neville drabble about Luna I wrote a long time ago. Hope you enjoyed!