Just Like the Moon

by Romancing Heartbreak

She and the moon were alike in every way. Pale, bright, lonely. Beautiful. They were, in essence, the same person, the same thing. She was just like the moon.

"Just Like the Moon"

A short drabble by Romancing Heartbreak

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, J.K. Rowling does

Luna lay out on the ground, the moon bathing her in bright white light, making her hair paler than it already was. She was like an angel. Her daddy's little angel. The thing that kept him going.

She was her mommy's little moon. Luna. She and the moon were alike in every way. Pale, bright, lonely. Beautiful. They were, in essence, the same person, the same thing.

The moon was there for her when no one else was. It was there when her mother died. When her father became depressed. It was always there, for better, and for worse. Every night she'd come out and lay on the ground and just talk to it. If anything was troubling her, she'd talk to it.

People might consider her strange, but it was perfectly normal for her. Every one has a different definition of "normal". This was hers.

She was just like the moon.