A/N: no, I don't own Harry Potter or the rights to any of the songs mentioned. If I did I would either be the stupendous Miss J.K. Rowling or a kick butt musician. I do, however, own Max, Margot and Ginny's love of Sesame Chicken.
Hello lovelies. This fic is for my wonderful friend Lila Maranz who enjoys this ship. Right now it's just rated T, but it may up in later chapters. That's a ways away. So, sit back, relax and enjoy Heavy Glow
Heavy glow
Ginny Weasley checked her make-up once more before starting the climb to her brother's flat. It had been a month to the day since she and her now ex-girlfriend Moira had split for good and she'd be damned if she wasn't going to look drop dead gorgeous on her first night out since the break-up. Her brother's crazy parties were renowned throughout the wizarding world as the place to see and be seen. What place could be more perfect to make her first public appearance as a single, bisexual witch? Given, she had attended Harry and Draco's bonding ceremony a few weeks ago, but she left the reception early on. What ensued could only be described as a chocolate loaded, tissue infested break down. It wasn't easy getting over a two-year relationship with some one who she had planned to spend the rest of her life with. Ginny had never been one for tears and other girlish frivolities, but she had had it bad for Moira and thought that her feelings were reciprocated. Apparently they weren't. Ginny refused to dwell on it though. She was going to have a kick ass time and possibly meet some nice witch or wizard.
If it hadn't been for the flashing lights escaping out under the curtains and the rather large man at the door, Ginny would have thought the place was deserted. Good, he must have cast a silencio like Hermione suggested... and he got a bouncer. Well, not just any bouncer.
"Hello Max. How're Pansy and Margot?" Ginny asked.
Max smiled. He was a Ravenclaw in Ginny's year and they had been known to study together. After Hogwarts he and Pansy Parkinson started dating and were married within a year of his graduation. They had one daughter and were expecting another one. He was in the process of getting his Healer certification, which was quite a pricy affair, so he took odd jobs where he could get them.
"Oh they're great. We're in the process of potty training Margot, which is a never ending battle, especially for Pans. She seems to get bigger everyday. But, I won't bore you with domestic life. You're here to party. Have fun Gin."
Max opened the door for Ginny and she was greeted by a wave of very loud music and talking. She was just inside the door when Max grabbed her arm, excitement written across his face.
"I almost forgot. I don't think we told you yet, but Pans is having twins!"
Ginny smiled and offered him her congratulations and that she hoped they didn't turn out like Gred and Forge. Max laughed and bid her a good night as he shut the door.
"Who do you hope doesn't turn out like your wonderful, stupendous, bigger than life, brothers?"
Well speak of the devil… or twin, in this case.
"Hello George. Where's your partner in crime? I trust the two of you aren't up to anything too devious. You know mum will flay you alive and feed you to the gnomes if you cause anymore trouble anytime soon." Ginny loved her brothers, she really did, and she wouldn't trade them for anything, except maybe a lifetime supply of Sesame Chicken or some cute shoes, but sometimes they were just too much.
George pasted a look of mock hurt on his face. He pouted and replied "That cuts me real deep little sister. You think I can't just go out and have fun without causing trouble?"
Ginny gave him a pointed look that clearly said "yes, you dingbat, I do," but George ignored it and went on.
"But hey, it's great to see you out and about rather than cooped up in your flat watching those ridiculous movies and eating ice cream. You know, you need to watch that girlish figure of yours. Nobody likes a depressed, fat lesbian."
Ginny smiled despite her slight aggravation with George.
"Uggh. For the last time you imbecile, I'm not a lesbian. I'm bisexual and I'm not fat."
But George just shook his head. "I'll let you go hunt down unsuspecting women and ravish them, or whatever you lesbian chits do at parties. Have fun darling," and with that he walked away completely ignoring Ginny's cries of "I'm not a lesbian!"
She smiled and surveyed the party. She had to give it to Ron, be may be a complete wanker half the time, but he sure knew how to throw a rocking party. The entire flat had been magically enlarged and all the furniture had been replaced with several small tables and chairs. In the dining area along the wall was a buffet of limitless foodstuffs. The living room had been turned into a dance floor and techno was currently pounding from the speakers.
Just as Sweet Dreams are Made of This was ending Ginny made her way to the dance floor. Ever since Hermione had introduced Ron to muggle music, he had been hooked on it, especially Electronica for some unknown reason.
A few people left the floor and simultaneously Ginny heard the opening bars of By the Way by that American muggle band the Red Hot Chili Peppers and saw Luna Lovegood swaying alone to the music. Her movements were minimal and subdued to mimic the beginning of the song, but as the drums came in her actions turned slightly frenetic. Ginny couldn't take her eyes off the blonde as the music began to pick up. Luna seemed to be just as much a part of the song as the frantic drum beats and crooning guitar. She was all at once frenzied, sensuous and absolutely breathtaking. Her electric blue peasant skirt whipped along with her as the hot pink spandex tube top showed off every movement of her roiling body. Luna's jewelry of choice this evening was entirely glow bands, which created glowing swirls around her making it look as if the dance was more magical than kinetic.
Something inexplicably drew Ginny closer to the undeniably sexy woman dancing by herself in the centre of the dance floor. Before she could control herself she was standing in front of Luna, watching her dance with wide eyes. Luna stopped her movements and looked down into Ginny's curious brown eyes. The two didn't need words. Luna smiled ever so slightly and raised one almost invisible blonde eyebrow. Ginny nodded in response and Luna took a step closer so that their bodies were almost touching. Ginny put her hands on Luna's hips and pulled her flush against her body. Ginny stared up into Luna's eyes for a moment before the two began moving together to the insane music.
As they eased into a rhythm Ginny allowed herself to listen to what words she could pick out of the nonsensical song.
Kiss that dyke
I know you want to hold one
The girl she was currently holding couldn't exactly be called a dyke, but she was most certainly a lesbian. In their 7th year at Hogwarts Luna came out as a bona fide, card carrying lesbian. It made life even harder for Luna, but made things a little easier for Ginny when she came out a year later as being bisexual. Rumors flew around in their circle of friends and bets were placed as to how long it took before Ginny and Luna became an item, but it had been almost four years since Ginny had "come out" and there was still no relationship.
Now, however, she was beginning to see what she may have been missing in Luna. She had always been amused by the other girl's antics. Of course, Luna had mellowed them a bit after graduation. She no longer talked about Nargles in the mistletoe or hunting down the Crumple Horned Snorckack, but she did still have an odd affinity for pudding and costume jewelry. Ginny found it rather endearing. Luna was actually very intelligent (despite her eccentricities), trustworthy and very beautiful. Something she seemed to lack though was passion; a real, fiery passion that the red head craved in a significant other. Luna had always been too dreamy, but as Ginny watched her dance, eyes closed and head thrown back, she was overcome by the sheer force of the unrestricted passion she longed for.
The music lulled a bit and Luna opened her bright blue eyes and stared into Ginny's cinnamon brown ones. Their movements slowed until they were standing on the dance floor, gazing into each other's eyes and leaning closer with each beat of the song. Their lips were centimeters apart when By the Way abruptly stopped and was replaced by a loud Weird Sisters song. The moment was lost in the changing of the music.
"Do you want to get something to drink?"
Ginny was so lost in thought that she almost missed Luna's question.
"Sure," she replied, "but not the punch. I ran into George when I came in and if I know my brother he's put Merlin knows what in it. Ron'll have something in his refrigerator. He may forget to buy food on occasion, much to the shock of the family, but he never runs out of drinks. Bloody alcoholic, he is"
Luna nodded in assent and smiled knowingly. Ginny led the way into the kitchen with little difficulty. She strode over to Ron's refrigerator and sure enough, there was plenty of alcohol and various items to make mixed drinks but aside from a block of old cheese and a half eaten treacle tart there was no other food. Ginny began lifting bottles out and setting them on the counter.
Not pausing in her actions, Ginny asked "So, what'll it be? I personally don't want to splinch myself when I try to apparate home because I'm too drunk to concentrate so I'm just going to have a Shirley Temple."
Luna looked puzzled. Ginny laughed and decided she should probably elaborate.
"Hermione makes them all the time. I'm surprised she's never offered you one. It's made with lemonade and grenadine and served with a cherry. It's named after a muggle American actress"
Luna nodded in understanding. "I bet it's a very explosive drink," she offered.
Ginny wasn't quite sure why a Shirley Temple would be explosive. But she decided for Luna's sake she'd just go along with it. "Erm… I suppose so," was all she could think of to say.
"Well, isn't a grenadine some sort of muggle bomb?"
Ginny couldn't help herself. She started laughing hysterically while Luna gazed on completely unfazed; she was used to people laughing. Once Ginny had control of herself again she decided to set Luna straight, on the matter of grenadine at least.
"No Luna, a grenade is a muggle bomb. Grenadine is kind of like cherry syrup."
Luna seemed a bit more pleased at the prospect of drinking lemonade and cherry syrup and decided that she would have one as well.
Ginny didn't speak as she prepared the drinks, but instead listened to the pulsating rhythm of the music. It was quite relaxing and what Ginny needed above all else at that moment was some relaxation. Her newfound attraction to Luna was turning her insides wacky. This was all happening a bit too fast for her own liking. She took a deep, yet quiet breath and turned around.
A/N: You, oh wonderful reader, know the drill. Read and Review please. I would love some constructive criticism and will need it to stay motivated for the story. Flames will be used for S'mores.