A/N: This is just a drabble that refused to leave my mind till I wrote it down.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything. All characters belong to JK Rowling.
Sisters, in everything but flesh and blood.
That's what they were.
They met at a point when everyone else had shunned them in their lives.
Ginny was shunned because everyone was scared she still might be under possession.
Luna was shunned because she saw things others didn't, which made people think she was crazy.
It was this isolation that pushed them together. They thus formed a bond which surpassed everything else. It was a beautiful friendship based on pure love and trust.
Wherever they went, whatever they did, the constant assurance of the other's existence has always been there.
It was a little piece of forever, engraved onto their souls.
The battle separated them. Ginny constantly worried about where Luna was. She just hoped she was safe.
Sisters, in everything but flesh and blood.
That's what they are.
One on her deathbed, the other waking back to life. Separated just by a wall.
It was the end of forever.
Sisters, in everything but flesh and blood.
That's what they were.
Till death intervened. Now, it's only her. An extinguished fire, an incomplete puzzle.
For she took the remaining pieces with her to the grave.
Even she was buried incomplete.
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