Crystal Sweets - Blaise/Luna
Summary: A collection of sweets for the Valentine Drabble Competition
This chapter is part of the Poetry Quotes Boot Camp. Prompts: "He halted in the wind, and-what was that? Far in the maples, pale, but not a ghost?" - A Boundless Moment, Robert Fros. Rain.
Even through the mist he could see her blonde hair flowing around her as she spun in the rain. A smile was slowly going across his face as he listened to the pitter patter of the drops hitting the umbrella he held over himself. The exact umbrella she had just rushed out from under a minute ago, insisting that one should dance when it was raining.
There was probably some crazy reason why. Like if you didn't it rained turnips instead or something else equally ridiculous that Luna would insist was true.
Such stories had bothered him back in Hogwarts. Before the war, before he got to know the girl underneath after the war.
He soon realized he was wearing a little grin when she spun back toward him and grabbed his hand. "Put that down and come dance with me. It feels wonderful." Her voice was just as intoxicating as always.
Clasping his fingers around hers he dropped the umbrella to the grass below as he followed her back to the center of the misty field.