The cloud escorted moon drifted slowly across the night sky. Her eyes followed it's trail before lowering to look out over the blue expanse that was the lake.
Luna smiled, she sat atop the largest rock overlooking the lake, and it was just breathtaking. Even for a girl who was normally so… sporadic and unpredictable, she found it almost too easy to bathe in the silver light reflected from it's surface. Why she was so drawn to the moon was a question she had asked herself many a time, obviously there was the link with her name but that was no help, especially if you take into account the kind of pull she experienced.
The drawing of not just her mind but her whole being, it was as if she were a part of the moon, a part that had just broken off.
"Moon, moon, moon, how I wish I could soar with you." Luna's words echoed over the lake's emptiness, with a gentle curl of her lips, she launched herself with all her might into the air.
For the few seconds she was airborne, Luna finally felt at peace with the world. All the worries in her own little frazzled head disappeared, she felt free, she felt alive, she felt… a desire to die. Luna gasped, this desire, although inside of her was not her own.
Her eyes flicked open, the discovery that she was not flying, but was in fact drowning in the lake, came as a bit of a surprise. The water's current quickly wrapped around her body, pulling her deeper and deeper into the depths. She was puzzled, should she be struggling against it? Was it an acceptable form of death, was it even her time to die? Whatever the answer was, the question became irrelevant as two strong arms wrapped around her middle and two legs kicked down against the lake that was so desperately trying to claim them.
It wasn't long until they burst through the water's surface, both silently crying with delight.
"Luna! Merlin girl, what were you thinking!" Luna turned to face the very familiar and very beautiful face of one Miss Hermione Granger. Hermione waited for an answer, when no response came from her young companion, she just put it down to shock and began pulling them to shore.
"I think I'm sorry Hermione, I don't really remember why I'm here but I think I may have fallen into the lake." Hermione's lips pressed tightly together, they were now safe on the shore but what had happened was not something you can mark down to being an 'accident'. Although Luna was confused of the events, Hermione had been watching from afar, as she usually did. For these near-death plunges into the lake, were becoming more and more of common thing.
"This is the fourth time this week Luna! What is wrong with you!" Luna flinched, the quiet and pensive Hermione that everyone saw was definitely not what she was seeing now. Her bottom lip began to tremble and tears clouded her vision, without word Hermione pulled the younger girl into her arms and started drawing soothing circles on her back.
"I'm sorry." Was ever so gently whispered, Hermione pulled the girl back and kissed her forehead.
"I'm sorry too Luna, let's get back, okay?" Luna smiled at this, together they began the journey back up to the castle.
As they walked, Luna studied her companion, her savior. She remembered what some of the other students used to call her, mudblood, bookworm, freak and loser. This was odd because the girl before her was none of these things, she was most definitely beautiful and intelligent.
But then again, since all those years ago, the perceptions of Hermione had changed, why now the boys called her hot and a frigid slut.
This was also very puzzling, because Hermione was in fact very cold, wet too, plus the definition of a 'slut' was someone who is of the promiscuous variety, something Hermione was not.
Hermione now noticing the sudden attention from the younger girl felt her face flush a light pink, it was no secret to herself that she harbored feelings for the girl, but it was too hard to feel this way for someone… someone who just isn't all there.
Luna felt the older girl's hand wrap around her own; she grinned, yes being pulled from the lake was a common occurrence, but these displays of affection were not. This was somewhat comforting, for both of them.
Hermione stopped at the beginning of Ravenclaw territory and frowned, although there was a slight tug to break away, Luna ignored it and continued to hold her companion's hand.
"Hermione Granger, I believe I am in love with you." Hermione's eyes widened slightly before her lips curled into a smile. Before she could reply, her hand was dropped and her eyes were left to watch as her young love disappeared into the dark.
"I believe I am in love with you too, Luna." With that, she turned on her heel and returned to her own dark quarters, ignoring the urges to sing and dance.
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Yes, this is the beginning to a story, hopefully one with many chapters.
A thank you must be given to the author of the story I was reading yesterday, for without her; I would have never even known that this pairing existed.