Character: Cho Chang
Warnings: femmeslash
Disclaimer: Don't own 'em - not making any money off 'em. Dern it.
Word Count: 553
Summary: Cho and Luna share a moment.
Notes:
Fanfiction Perfumers Competition:Versace – Lotus – Cho Chang
The Multi-Ship Challenge: Pairing – Cho/Luna, Prompt – cat
Cho rubs her cat, Millie, as it sidles up to her. She smiles at the sweet purring, and scratches Millie's chin when her hand is nuzzled as Millie makes her home on Cho's lap.
Times like these were peaceful, when all she has to do is pay attention to her sweet and affectionate pet. She wishes these times were not so far in between all of the hardships.
Especially now that the war is beginning to escalate.
Cho realized she needed to grow up when Cedric was killed. Unlike others, she never once thought Harry was the cause of it, and she vowed to herself that she would stand by his side, even if only it was to avenge her first love.
Because of her vow to follow Harry no matter what, she has become friendly with his friends. Ron is a bit annoying, Hermione seems to have a problem with her for some reason, and Ginny seems to be jealous of her friendship with Harry, but Cho gets along well with Neville and Luna. Neville might be a bit slow on the uptake sometimes, but he's so sweet. Luna might be odd, but Cho finds that quirkiness endearing. In fact, Cho likes to spend her time with Luna more than anyone else, even Marietta, who's her best friend.
The door to the common room opens, and Cho looks up. Luna stumbles in, and for the first time ever, Cho sees real tears in the younger girl's eyes.
Cho quickly stands up, forcing Millie to jump off of her lap, and moves to Luna. She takes the girl into her arms, and instead of leading her to the couch, where other Ravenclaws would be allowed to gawk as Luna falls apart, she takes Luna up into her dormitory, hoping it's empty.
They sit on the bed, and Cho allows Luna to sob on her shirt, not minding the wetness as the fabric begins sticking to her skin. Luna's shoulders shake with the force of her sobs and there's nothing Cho can do to make whatever is bothering Luna go away. So, Cho sits silently, rubs Luna's back, and tries to whisper platitudes that she knows means nothing in the long run.
"Why doesn't anyone like me?"
"People do like you. Harry adores you. Ginny's your best friend. And..."
"And what?" Luna whispers.
"And I like you."
Luna sniffles. "I try to be strong. I try not to let the insults bother me, but it's so hard sometimes."
"It's okay to break every once in a while. I promise I'll be there to help you pick up the pieces."
Luna tilts her head up, so she can look into Cho's eyes. "Really?"
"Really."
Luna bites her bottom lip, and Cho finds her gaze inexorably drawn to it. She wonders what her lips would taste like. As if reading her mind, Luna asks, "Can I kiss you."
"Please," Cho breathes.
Luna's kisses her, the touch soft and tentative. Cho returns it and warmth spreads throughout her body, making her insides liquid.
When they come up for air, both wear smiles with a touch of awe in their eyes. "I want to do that again," Cho says.
Luna repeats Cho's earlier sentiment. "Please."
They kiss again, and suddenly Cho is sure that everyone will be okay.