Character: Luna Lovegood
Rating: K
Summary: The day after the funeral.
Luna pressed her face against the window, enjoying the chill. The rain beat against it, as it always did. It rained so often here. Just over her house. It was good they were far from the Muggles.
She breathed out slowly, listening to the sound. Her ears were rapt for it; the breath that came in and out proved that she was alive. The cold from the window she could feel – it was more proof to her existence.
Luna pressed her hands together, holding them high. She then took them away and smashed them against the wall. She did it again, and again, and again. Luna stopped finally when the pain was too much for her to bear.
She then stood from the floor and walked, hands out, to the stairs. It did not take her long to reach her bedroom.
Luna sat down upon her bed, staring ahead. It did not occur to her to think of other things she ought to be doing. Downstairs, she was alive. Upstairs, she was dead.
