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Written as an assignment and for the February Event (My Love) over on Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry (Challenges & Assignments)

Task: Write about a Ravenclaw

Prompt: Children (Word)

Pairing: Hermione/Luna

Speed Drabble: (Word) Bold, (Word) Portrait, (Dialogue) "My head is itchy"

Chocolate Frog: Silver – Luna Lovegood – Challenge – Write about Luna Lovegood

Gringotts: Pairing: Same Gen Slash: Hermione/Luna; Adjective – Bold; Noun – Portrait; Family Vocab - Twins, Flesh and Blood

Word Count: 814

Too Good To Be True

Luna quietly passed across the wooden decking and wrapped her arms around her new wife's waist, resting her chin gently on her shoulder.

"I can sense you've got your worried face on," she whispered dreamily in her ear. "What's wrong?"

Hermione only just managed to tear her eyes away from the scene before her.

Her two wonderful teenager children, Hugo and Rose, were playing so well with Luna's six year olds in their large garden. It made her heart swell to see just how easily her two children treated the twins, Lorcan and Lysander, as though they were flesh and blood. It was a picture perfect portrait.

She fixed a smile upon her face and turned around to face Luna.

"Nothing's wrong. How could there be when our children have been so accepting of us, and their new family situation?" she asked. "They could have made it so difficult for us, especially Rose and Hugo."

Luna placed both her hands on Hermione's cheeks.

"So why are your eyes telling a different story?" Luna asked, rubbing her thumbs gently over her cheek bones.

Hermione sighed. She could never keep a secret from the Ravenclaw. It was almost as though Luna had a sixth sense when it came to her.

"I just feel like it's all too good to be true," Hermione confessed. "I keep waiting for other shoe to drop, and now that we're trying IVF to have a child of our own, I worry that something's going to go wrong."

Before Luna could speak and tell her wife to stop being so foolish, her youngest son came running up to her as fast as his little legs would carry him.

"Mummy," cried Lysander, when he reached the two witches. "My head is itchy. Like really, really itchy."

To emphasise his point the youngest twin started to scratch his head, digging his nails deep into his scalp.

"Lysander did you play with big Scott again at school today?" Luna asked, placing her hands on her hips and giving him what she liked to think of as the 'mum look'.

Luna noticed Hermione disappear inside the house out of the corner of her eye to prepare some drinks for the children.

The young child nodded his head, and his eyes welled up with tears. "I'm sorry mummy. I know you said not to."

"Ly, I'm not angry, but do you remember what I said last time your head was itchy?" Luna asked, as she crouched down to her youngest son's level.

Lysander nodded his head and said, "That Scotty's a silly boy who does silly things."

Luna began to run her fingers through Lysander's hair, brushing out the fine powder that was becoming a familiar sight in his hair these days.

"Promise me you'll play with the boys and girls in your class from now on Ly," Luna requested quietly. "It's the second day in a row you've come home with an itchy head."

Luna continued to brush the powder out of her son's hair, full of determination to do it the "muggle way." The one value that both Hermione and Luna were determined to pass on to their children was to not rely on magic for every little problem in life.

However after five minutes of brushing and Lysander wriggling, Luna finally gave in and pulled out of her pocket, and cast a quick spell to get rid of the powder.

"Okay trouble, you're good to go," Luna chuckled, giving her son a kiss on the cheek before letting him run off to rejoin Rose, Hugo and Lorcan.

No less than five minutes later, Hermione reappeared on the decking with a tray with six glasses and a pitcher of lemonade.

"Let me guess. Itching powder again?" Hermione asked with half a laugh.

"Yup. Scott is becoming a proverbial pain in my arse," Luna grimaced, as she poured out the lemonade. "If this carries on much longer, I'm going to have to go in to talk to the head teacher, and I really don't want to be 'that mum'."

Hermione moved behind Luna and began to rub her shoulders, "If it comes down to that, I'll go with you. We can put up a united front, like all good parents do."

The moment her wife mentioned the word parents, jogged Luna's memory.

"Anyway, as I was about to say before one of my bold, little terrors interrupted us; we have nothing to worry about. Our children are good, opened minded and accepting. And if I know them all as well as I think I do, then they will support us every step of the way," she told Hermione.

"You sure?" Hermione asked, still a little uncertain.

"As sure as I am that the sky is blue," Luna replied, turning around to face Hermione and kissing her sweetly on the lips, and giving her a broad smile.

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