A/N: This is my first attempt at a chaptered fic, it should be pretty short so I can stay with it till the last word. I think the idea came to me while watching some movie where this guy bursts through an apartment door and attacks this girl. The film's name escapes me, so yeah. Anyway, this story also has a femslash pairing so if that rubs you the wrong way then begone. Oh, and I'm not really that happy with the title so I might change it later. And the rating may change to M, depends on how things turn out.
Disclaimer: I own nothing at all to do with Harry Potter. Only this plot, where I have temporarily taken JK's characters and twisted them to suit my entertaining needs.
Should Have Seen It Coming...
A late Tuesday evening finds two witches in their twenties sipping their drinks in a muggle bar. Ginny Weasley sits across from long-time friend Luna Lovegood, stirring a long island iced tea. Luna listens half-heartedly as Ginny continues to complain about her love life. In the end, it always comes down to Ginny's frustration towards Harry's behaviour.
It's not that Luna doesn't care, she just doesn't understand why Ginny continues to have interest in the boy when he isn't right for her in the first place. He doesn't feel for Ginny as much as Luna feels for her, he doesn't spend a quarter of the time she does listening to Ginny's problems, worries, anything. And he certainly isn't around after one of their fights, it's always Luna who is left to pick Ginny up and piece her back together. Harry is constantly shattering Ginny's world, which then shatters Luna's. When the ginger falls, Luna has to hold herself together just to stop from tripping over the mess. What's worse, it never ends. It's become a sort of cycle now.
Luna sighs, twirling a long tooth pick between her thumb and forefinger, watching the olive on the end spin. She tunes Ginny out, nodding every once in awhile, thinking the whole time that Ginny should realize there are better people out there. Better romantic interests, we do exist after all, Luna can't help but add to her already swirling thoughts.
"Luna?"
Luna continues to twirl the toothpick, until Ginny tosses a balled up bit of napkin at her, causing her to flick the olive from the end and into Ginny's drink.
They both watch it sink to the bottom, before Ginny starts again,
"What do you think?"
Luna focuses her attention on Ginny, trying not to show her irritation, "What do I think of what?"
She knows exactly what the other girl wants to hear, she wants Luna to say it will all work out, that Harry was just overworked, overstressed. But Luna doesn't want to anymore, she's tired of voicing false hope. She's tired of not being what Ginny wants hope for.
"Have you even been listening?"
Luna doesn't answer immediately, she stirs the last remains of her Martini, thinking over how best to answer her friend. After Ginny clears her throat impatiently, Luna decides it's time to put the cards on the table, Ginny knows now, or never.
"I don't need to, we've had this conversation countless times. It's boring."
Luna glances up, at a shocked Ginny, then goes on to stare idly around.
Ginny finally gets over the bluntness of Luna's statement,
"What are you getting at?"
Luna raises her wand hand, discreetly replenishing her drink, before placing the bit of wood behind her ear. To muggles, they won't know what it really is and she can't kick the habit of placing it there for safekeeping,
"Ginny, we come here to this very bar every Friday. You moan and groan about Harry, about how he doesn't pay enough attention to you, doesn't listen to you, doesn't see you. And after you've done your ranting, you expect me to tell you it will all be fine. That he will come about, and you will live happily ever after. Well, Ginny I can't. Not anymore,"
Luna takes a few sips of her drink, Ginny just stares at her, and she swallows the liquid before continuing,
"I don't sincerely believe everything will be alright, not as long as you keep after Harry. He's silly and obviously confused. What with the way he chases Draco, only to have you as a safety net tagging along at his side.
Ginny's eyes widen at the mention of Malfoy,
"Malfoy? What's he got to do with my relationship with Harry?"
The blonde scoffs, "Oh, come on Ginny, even you must know of Harry's thing for Draco." Luna starts to take interest in her pale fingers, twiddling her thumbs around and pausing to stretch her arms out, "And from what I've heard, Draco things him back."
"That's ridicu-"
Luna cuts her off, "And anyway, you can't really call what you have with Harry a relationship. I love him to death, as a friend of course, but he's not right for you. And deep inside, you know this as well as I do."
Ginny never thought she could stare so hard and long at someone and still be completely confused with the person on the other end,
"So what am I suppose to do, Luna? I haven't got anyone else I could be with, not anyone I know of anyway."
"You have other people who love you, your family, your friends, me."
Ginny's face scrunches in confusion,
"Wouldn't you fall under friends?"
"No."
"What do you mean to say?" Ginny's eyes narrow, her ears tinged with scarlet, blushing slightly at the sudden turn of conversation.
Luna brings her near transparent eyes up to Ginny's brown ones, her voice soft, barely above a whisper. Ginny leans in to hear what she's about to say,
"Look at me, Ginny. See me, and how I love you. Even more than Harry does. In a way Harry could never love you, he doesn't see what I see. He never has."
Ginny moves forward, her face even closer to Luna's, her eyes lit with curiosity, "What do you see, Luna?"
Luna reaches out, tucking a strand of red hair behind the other girl's ear. Her finger lingering near her cheek, sliding down to her chin with her thumb running over Ginny's softly parted lips,
"You."
And with that said, Luna closes the remaining space between them, planting a quick, but well felt kiss on the ginger's mouth.
Luna pulls away, cocking her head to watch Ginny intently. The other girl has her eyes closed, and only opens them when a man suddenly appears at the center of the table disrupting the moment,
"Hello, ladies. Could I offer you a couple drinks?"
Luna smiles, ignoring Ginny's piercing stare, and gestures to her glass,
"Oh, I'm fine, thank you."
The man turns to Ginny, offering a hand,
"How about you, then, Red?"
Ginny stands abruptly, takes her bag off the side of the table and shakes her head,
"No, thank you. I should be on my way."
Luna stands as well, wanting to accompany Ginny on her walk to the apartment they share, but Ginny shakes her head more and Luna stops in her tracks. But the man doesn't,
"How about a dance, then?"
Ginny tries to brush past him, but he grabs her arm,
"Come on little red, a single dance won't kill you, will it?"
Ginny gives a fleeting look to Luna, before shoving the man away from her and swiftly leaving the building.
The man grunts and saunters away, most likely to hagger another unfortunate woman.
Luna drops a few muggle bills on the table to pay for the drinks, takes her cloak from the back of her chair, and carefully makes her way to the window beside the door. At the window, Luna can clearly see Ginny quickly walking down the street towards their apartment.
Luna decides it might be best if she gave the girl some space, but the thought is quickly shattered once she sees the same man Ginny shoved away moments before following in her footsteps. Not wanting to take any chances, Luna moves away from the pub window, pulls her cloak around her, and opens the door to slip out into the chilled night.
A/N First chapter, what do you guys think? I have some drafts for a second chapter and a quick outline for a third, should I continue? I write for my own enjoyment, but I like to upload on here and contribute, you know. So, tell me what you think.