Disclaimer: Both Luna Lovegood and Hermione Granger are characters created and owned by J.K. Rowling, and I do not claim ownership over them or the world of Harry Potter. My first fic! Tell me how I did!
But Beautiful
Inspired by Billie Holiday's song "But Beautiful"
Luna's quiet voice echoed in her head as she walked down the hall. Her whispering about fantastic things that can't be real but are fascinating and beautiful. Hair swishing with excitement she recalls the telling of fanciful creatures.
Not logic. Not real.
The fire burned in her heart.
"There is no proof, its false, a wild theory with no backing.", said with a passionate and wild air.
"Just because you haven't seen it doesn't mean it does not exist.", in her silky, lilting voice.
Met up on the grounds, lying in the grass.
Her curly hair twirling and making its way between pale, thin fingers.
"There is nothing here. It's just us Luna."
"Something's always there. You just have to know how to look. Follow me."
They meet outside the library daily. Walking along the halls, they discuss fanciful notions with the only mind as brilliant as their own.
They don't define what is happening, as if somehow it would end it all.
Her rabbit prances over and nuzzles the otter. Her heart leaps as they circle the room.
Does she feel the same way about me?
Or am I just chasing?
Their eyes meet, and the connection blossoms.
They stumble into each other's arms. Hermione's wound still bleeding, Luna broken out of her shell of wistfulness, arms trembling.
Things had become too real for comfort, but they would get through it together.
Standing at the station, hand in hand.
Waving as they watched their little girl, with untamable curly brown hair and eyes the perfect mix of blue and grey.
She has the mystical air of her mother and the inquisitive nature of her other.
After all, with magic, anything can happen.