AN: Written for the Femslash Drabbleathon Challenge!
You Can't Win (Ginny/Luna)
It was the day after the Holyhead Harpies match and Ginny was curled up on the sofa, skimming through the Daily Prophet.
Luna had just entered the room when Ginny threw the paper and cursed under her breath.
"What's wrong?" she asked.
Ginny looked up, surprised to see Luna. "Bloody Rita Skeeter," she said with a huff. "I'm surprised they haven't sacked the cow."
Luna smiled and walked over to Ginny, taking a seat beside her. "Didn't you win the match though?" she asked.
Ginny snorted. "Still doesn't stop her from saying negative things," she said, sitting up and wrapping her arms around the blonde.
"Don't listen to her," murmured Luna, twirling Ginny's hair through her fingers. They had dots of blue paint on them and she smiled as Ginny became less tense.
"Do you want to go out tonight?" asked Ginny, her voice muffled from her face being buried in Luna's hair.
"What for?"
Ginny let go of Luna and sat up with a grin. "To celebrate having such an amazing girlfriend."
"What about celebrating the match?" asked Luna.
"That too," said Ginny with a laugh. Sobering up quickly, she asked, "Now, are you going to show me that painting you were working on?"
Luna grinned. "I just finished it."