Ginny had always been sure she was completely and utterly in love with Harry Potter, even if, looking back over the last few years, it felt as though she was almost forcing it if you could. There was someone else, someone Ginny kept pushing back in her mind, but that didn't mean she couldn't forget.
The most beautiful blonde hair, always looking so free somehow, silver eyes that told her they had no care in the world, porcelain skin, perfect. That was the word. Perfect, in a way that no one else could pull off. The thing was, though, she couldn't come out and say it.
Because Luna was a girl and a girl couldn't like another...right? Not in that way at least, Ginny was sure of that.
The conversation happened out of the blue with Hermione one day. "Do you have a crush on anyone?" She had asked after confessing to her that she had a small crush on Ron. Ginny looked away.
"Hermione? My friend wanted to know, can you 'like' another girl the same way you like a boy?" She asked nervously.
"Yes." Hermione nodded. "It's called being a lesbian, the same thing can happen with boys, and that's called being gay." She thought for a minute. "Do you like girls?" She asked tentatively.
"What? NO!" Ginny protested.
"Ginny, it's not abnormal, it's perfectly fine to like girls, I have two aunts, they're married to each other," Hermione told her seriously.
Ginny looked down at her shoes. "Who do you like? I won't tell, I promise." Hermione asked.
"Luna," Ginny answered, staring at her shoes.
A few weeks later, Ginny had finally gotten enough courage to confess to Luna. She and Hermione had prepared a speech to tell her, and now that was left to do was do it.
Luna came over, looking extremely happy, but nervous at the same time. "Ginny, I've got something I need to tell you!" She said excitedly, very unlike her serene self. "Really? So do I! You go first." Ginny was sure she knew what Luna was about to say. Well, hoped anyway.
"Neville told me he liked me! I like him back, so, now, we're together!" Luna squealed. It took a moment for Ginny to process the words and suddenly, it felt her heart had been crushed, painfully and cruelly. "So, what's your news?" Luna asked, before seeing Ginny's expression. "What's wrong?"
Ginny forced a smile. "Nothing, I'm happy for you!" She gave Luna a huge hug. "I have homework to do, I'll see you later." She said quickly as she pulled back from the hug. With that, she ran to her dorm and spent an hour sobbing her heart out until no more tears could come out.
"No...she deserves to be happy." She told herself fiercely, remembering the pure happiness that had lit up Luna's beautiful porcelain face. "Sometimes it's just... better to let someone go." She said, sniffing, uncurling from the ball. "It's not her fault that Neville got to her first, or that I procrastinated so much to even tell her.
When she went home for Easter, she decided to tell her mother. "Mum? Can I talk to you?" She asked quietly, once her brothers had all gone out to play quidditch. Molly turned around, concerned. "What is it, Ginny?" She asked, perching on a chair, concerned.
"I- you know how girls like boys usually?" Ginny asked, her heart beginning to beat faster in her chest as her mother nodded. "I- like girls in that way." She closed her eyes and found herself enveloped in a hug. "It was very brave of you to come out Ginny" Molly murmured. "Do you have anyone you like?" She asked.
Ginny felt a stab of pain in her heart but ignored it. "Yes, but she got together with her boyfriend before that." She said, deciding instead to focus on how happy Neville made Luna. If she was happy, then that was enough for her if she couldn't have her.
When they had all left Hogwarts behind, Ginny found herself in Luna's house one day, watching her two children run to play outside while having a small tea party with Luna, who was currently six months pregnant with her third child.
"It's so sad to think Cordelia's going to Hogwarts next year, in my mind, she's still just a baby," Luna said sadly in regards to her oldest. "She's growing up too fast..."
Ginny sipped her tea. She had recently started dating a girl, a lovely woman named Jenny. Her crush on Luna had long faded, but she couldn't help but still feel a little crushed over that day when Luna had all but rejected her, even though she hadn't even known about her feelings.
She needed to know, she had kept it for nearly thirteen years and kept her in the dark.
"You know Luna, I actually had a crush on you back in our fifth year..."
Author's note:
I don't have much to say, this was a one-shot, by the way, so please tell me what you thought of it!
Cya! :)