A/N: Title taken from "O Come, O Come, Emmanuel."
There are few other things Luna loves as much as Christmas. The world slows down and she can appreciate the atmosphere. Dark and quiet replaces bright and loud, soft twinkle lights replace harsh ones, and everything feels slower and calmer even as it bustles. But even amidst that, there is nothing that can compare to the flavours of food and drink.
Luna enjoys hot chocolate any time of year, even in the middle of summer. But there's something so special about the warmth and sweetness of the drink when the air bites and nips. The steam warms her face and hands, and it makes her feel cosy.
Peppermint, though. Peppermint elevates hot chocolate beyond even a normal nice, cosy cup of hot chocolate. No matter what is happening at Christmas, Luna will never turn down a cup of peppermint hot chocolate.
She curls up in the Ravenclaw common room, the bronze and blue accentuated with red, green, silver, and gold, and enjoys the warmth of the fire place in front of her. Whispering a summoning spell, she makes a mug appear, and with another set of whispered words, it fills with peppermint hot chocolate.
Inhaling, she listens to the happy hums of creatures only she can hear and the crackle of the fire. Christmas is coming, and she is happy.
