A/N: Happy 9th Birthday Luna! :D

January 14, 1990

Luna leapt out of bed, having been woken by the golden sunshine that peered through her bedroom window. Discarding her blue dressing gown and slippers, she hurried down the winding staircase, her tangled, blonde hair streaming out behind her. Dawn had just broken over the hills and Luna rushed outside to admire the myriad of colours that splayed across the sky, as though some giant had finger painted them.

The rush of crisp, morning air bit at her nose and ears as she opened the door and stepped out onto the porch. But Luna had never seen a more beautiful day. Splashes of orange, pink and gold were strewn across the expanse of blue, slowly fading into a deep indigo as it climbed higher and higher. The rest of the world was asleep, and Luna couldn't help but wonder if this morning had been dedicated just to her, for her ninth birthday.

She heard soft footfalls step out onto the porch and a sweet, melodic voice call her name.

"Luna."

Beaming, Luna spun around to see her mother in her white nightdress, with her arms open.

"Mummy!" she cried and ran to her, crushing her in an exuberant hug. Mrs Lovegood smelled of jasmine and wild berries. Luna nuzzled into her belly and her arms constricted tighter around her waist.

"Happy Birthday, sweet girl," Mrs Lovegood whispered softly, stroking her daughter's hair gently and placing gentle kisses on top of her head.

Luna's smile was wide as she pulled back to look up at her mother. There was no one in the world more beautiful than Marigold Lovegood, she concluded as she stared up into her mother's large, pale blue eyes. Her long blonde hair fell in loose tangles down to her waist. Luna loved playing with it; braiding and knotting and decorating it with the flowers that grew in the garden. She hoped she could have beautiful hair like that someday.

"I brought you a present," Mrs Lovegood said with a smile, reaching into the pocket of her sunshine yellow dressing gown. "Close your eyes."

Luna obeyed and held out her hand. She felt something small and circular drop into her palm. When she opened her eyes, she saw it was a small seed, no bigger than a pebble. Luna picked it up and rolled it between her thumb and index finger, eying it with intrigue.

"It's a Marigold seed, Luna," Mrs Lovegood supplied to her daughter's questioning gaze.

"Just like you, Mummy!" Luna cried, beaming up at her mother with a gapped-tooth smile.

"Yes, exactly. And that way, whenever you see your little Marigold plant, you will think of me."

Luna hugged her mother again and then pulled on her hand, tugging her towards the small garden down the path.

"Come, Mummy! Let's go and plant it!"

Mrs Lovegood's silvery laughter floated along the breeze as Luna skipped out ahead, giggling madly. The garden was already full of Dirigible Plums, Belladonna, daisies, Flutterby bushes, daffodils and an assortment of different sized toadstools. Her mother was extremely proud of her garden, and Luna would often help her tend to it, and prune the Flutterby bushes; which were sometimes extremely difficult. The garden was one of her mother's most prized possessions, and it was an honour to plant her own addition to the marvellous collection.

The two of them set to work digging out a little hole, planting the tiny seed and watering and fertilizing it until they were both flushed and hungry. They took each others hands and headed back up to the house, where Mr Lovegood was putting on the kettle.

"There's my little birthday Angel!" he exclaimed, his face lighting up and his arms wide as Luna rushed towards him.

"Daddy!"

He kissed her forehead and cupped her cheek gently. "Did you and Mummy plant your little present?

Luna nodded enthusiastically.

"She did it all by herself," Mrs Lovegood said fondly, smiling at her husband.

"Oh my, such a grown up girl you are," Mr Lovegood grinned down at his daughter. "Come, let's make you some breakfast. And then we can do whatever you want."

Luna bounced up and down, glancing between each of her parents. She knew that she was the luckiest girl in the world, to have two wonderful parents who loved her so very much. They were all she ever needed in her life.

A/N: This one is a little bittersweet, because it is Luna's last birthday with her mother. I hope you enjoyed it! Please read and review xx