A/N: I don't own Harry Potter

This is for the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Writing Club April

Lyric Alley: 5- Can you feel it?

Showtime: 22-Superstar: (color) white

Word Count: 1047

Luna leaned over the edge of the cloud. Her wings tucked behind her. She didn't need to have wings, mind you, but she liked the way the feathers fluttered when she moved. They made her think of soft things, like a favorite jumper or a pair of lips.

She smiled at the thought of lips against hers. It had been a while since she'd been down among the mortals, hadn't it? She rose, the wings disappearing in a radiant burst of light. The simple linden dress she'd been wearing shifted into a white jumper with silver wings embroidered on it, a long white pleated skirt, and a pair of golden sandals.

What was the point of being the Goddess of Love if she couldn't get a little bit of it herself. She waved her hands and found herself standing in a small looking town. Her clothing didn't appear to be out of place, part of her powers she'd always figured. She had barely taken two steps when something, no make that someone, ploughed into her.

"Ooof."'

Luna ended up toppling over, dust covering her clothes. She turned her attention to whom had run into her. For a brief second, anger threatened to rear its ugly head, but Luna quickly managed to dismiss that feeling.

"Are you alright?" a voice asked from above her. Luna nodded and took the offered hand, noting how rough the fingers were. The nails looked as though they'd been chewed. Luna's touch fixed the nails. She never really could control the beauty aspect of her powers, part of being a younger Goddess. People had only started worshiping her within the last two centuries. She knew Gods and Goddesses that were millennia old. They could control their powers.

"I am unharmed, yourself?" Luna asked. The girl, no woman, who had hit her smiled. Luna noticed her freckles moved when she smiled.

"Same, I'm sorry, by the way. I was in a bit of a hurry, see there's this new broom coming out and I got a bit of money for my birthday, not enough, but still. Some of the older models always go on sale when the new ones come out, thought I might snag one. And you're looking at me like I'm mad."

"No, not mad. I am... not from around here. I had actually just arrived when we met. You enjoy sweeping?" Luna asked. The woman had mentioned brooms.

"No, flying. You know, Quidditch?" The woman asked. Luna blinked, searching her memory for the word. A small memory sparked of some men playing a game on brooms in a marsh. Right, it had become an actual sport now.

"Of course, I must have hit my head when I fell. What position do you play?" Luna asked, mainly to keep her new companion talking as they walked. They had fallen in step as they headed further into town.

"Chaser, I'm going to play for the Harpies one of these days. Do I know you, you look familiar?"

"I do not believe we have met."

"Oh, I'm Ginny then."

"You may call me Luna," Luna answered, a bit shocked how Ginny just announced her name for all to know. Did she not know the precautions of revealing your name?

"Luna, that's kind of pretty," Ginny said, as they reached the square. Luna could see the shops lining the streets. One had a large crowd surrounding it. Ginny looked at the crowd and sighed.

"That's what I was afraid of, everyone's already here," she muttered. Luna looked at the crowd, sizing it up.

"It might not be as bad as it seems?" she suggested, an idea forming. Ginny seemed very keen to get inside, and Luna could easily make it happen with little more than a smile. Did she dare use her powers for this woman?

"You think?"

"Let us go ahead and get in line, if it doesn't die down quickly, we could find a way to kill the time?" Luna suggested, giving Ginny a smile. Ginny blinked a few times but nodded. The entire time, Ginny kept glancing at Luna as if trying to figure something out.

As the two joined the line, Luna could feel her powers swell slightly, the way they always did when she found a mortal she liked. Ginny seemed unaware of these stirrings as she stood on her tiptoes to get a better view at the shop.

Luna glanced around, giving her smile towards a couple young men hanging around. They quickly scattered back to their loves. Soon the line had shortened considerably. Ginny soon realized how close they were to the front.

"Did you do that?" she asked, looking at Luna.

"Do what?"

"Shorten the line?" the red head asked.

"How would I do that?" Luna asked, trying not to wonder how soft Ginny's lips were.

"Because, I think I know what I recognize you from now."

"Oh?"

"Luna, Aphrodite, Venus, the Goddess of love and beauty?" Ginny asked, tilting her head as if studying Luna.

"Me, a Goddess?" Luna asked, wondering how Ginny had figured it out. Should she just admit it?

"Yes, a Goddess, and the one whose alter I have at the foot of my bed. Did you really think I wouldn't recognize you? Is this some kind of test? To prove my loyalty to you?" Ginny asked, the broom completely forgotten at this point.

"No, it is not a test. I had no idea who I would meet when I arrived," Luna answered. She started to say more when Ginny's lips pressed against hers. The world seemed to fade away.

"We should go somewhere a little more private," Ginny whispered after a moment. "There's too many people at my home, um."

Luna nodded taking Ginny's hand.

"We can get someplace, if you that's what you want. Or we can get the broom of your dreams, and then see how it handles with two?" Luna suggested. Ginny nodded, her eyes sparkling brightly.

"I never dreamed of this, of meeting you. You're more amazing than I could have ever imagined," Ginny whispered as the pair finally managed to enter the shop. True to her word, Ginny ended up with the newest model, and the two, mortal and Goddess, took it for a long test ride.