Written for ErynPotter's 100 stories under 100 words challenge.
I used the prompt Stars.
Word-count: 98
It was summer and unusually hot. Midnight had passed, the dark sky was covered in stars. Ginny and Luna were lying in the grass, gazing up at the stars. Wishing, hoping, thinking.
"What would you wish for if a star fell?" Ginny asked.
"I can't tell you that. I want it to come true."
"Don't do that… Tell me."
But Luna just smiled.
"Do you miss Harry?" she said after a while.
"Yes." Ginny bit her lip. "Can I tell you something?"
"Of course."
"I only miss him as a friend…"
Luna looked up, had a star fallen?