A/N: I don't own Harry Potter
This is for the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Writing Club March
Disney Challenge: Family is important: Write about a strong familial bond.
Showtime: 15 - Big Man in Town – (emotion) Proud
Elizabeth's Empire: 11 - The Percy Jackson series by Rick Riordan: Write a coming of age story. Alt: Write a god/goddess!au
Lizzy's Loft: 17 - (setting) Cave
Sophie's Shelf: 10 - Prudence, Chilling Adventures of Sabrina: (dialogue) "Our bond is eternal."
Word Count: 545
Luna smiled at the colorful robes on the witches surrounding her. She had managed to survive to her thirteenth birthday and today she would become part of the sisterhood. She herself was wearing a robe the color of blackberry jam.
They had left from her home at dawn, walked to the cave where the ceremony was to hold place. Luna knew a few of the witches, even though she couldn't say for certain who was wearing which robe. She knew Ginny and Hermione were here. After today, if it all went well, they would be her sisters.
The first few hours of the day were spent in silent meditation, preparing for the vows Luna would take. The next in fasting, and then, as the sun reached its peak, Luna was called to the middle of the circle. The head priestess looked her over. Luna fought the urge to adjust her robes, to play with her hair.
Each witch held a candle, lighting up the cavern. Luna felt her breath catch as the lights flickered around her.
"Sister Luna, declare your intentions please," the head priestess requested. Luna nodded, taking a deep breath. This had to be done properly, if it wasn't heartfelt enough, if her voice wasn't hardy enough, she would fail. She had worked so hard to become part of the sisterhood. She couldn't fail now.
"I pledge myself to the sisterhood of witches, to help cultivate the magic inside myself and to contribute to the magic of the sisterhood. I vow to share my powers, to speak in favor of the sisterhood. I vow to protect my sisters from the world that wants to harm us and in turn to turn my back to those who wish to harm me. I do not pledge myself lightly. I am to the sisterhood as the sisterhood is to me. We are one now and one we shall be, until the reaper comes for our souls. Our bond is eternal. So mote it be," she recited, having been eager to memorize the vows of the sisterhood.
The head priestess walked forward and removed Luna's hood. A heavy crown of branches was placed on her blond locks. For a moment, she nearly fell under its weight, but managed to remain upright. She held her head high as the rest of the sisterhood broke the circle, each setting their candles to the floor.
"Follow," the head priestess ordered as she and myriad of radiantly cloaked witches walked from the subterranean cavern and into a wide open meadow. The air was heavy with the mild sweetness of the flowers' perfume. Luna held her head high as she walked. The crown no longer weighing anything. She had done it, she had been accepted. Slowly, one by one, the rest of the sisterhood dropped their hoods. Luna smiled as the witch next to her dropped hers. Ginny touched Luna's shoulder and nodded.
"Welcome, sister Luna," she said. The thirteen witches, now including Luna, shed their robes and cloaks. Together they sat, skyclad, the grass slowly starting to stain their skin green and looked to the sky. The blue heavens seemed to sparkle in the dying light. For a moment, the air seemed to have a sweet delectable taste to it, one Luna would never forget.