fanfic by volly
harry potter (c) j.k. rowling
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Title: Nargles
Theme(s): kiss
Notes:
thanksgiving's over and the aura of christmas is already starting to permeate the air. i couldn't escape it. i wasn't spared. it forced me to write a christmas fic this early on...well, enjoy. oh--mentioned use of alcohol. nothing really serious, though. love's first kiss always needs a bit of a push in the right direction, after all.
Spoilers: none.
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Ginny cornered her before the Owlery.
"Lunaa," she purred, rather uncharacteristically. "Guess what's up?"
Luna Lovegood always taken things literally. It was a habit, one that Ginny, it seemed, took advantage of this particular evening.
She looked up. She saw what was hanging over the entrance of the Owlery, and her first thought was of nargles. She opened her mouth to warn Ginny of the beastly critters, but was immediately silenced.
Ginny's lips were soft. Ginny's fingers were twined into Luna's mussed hair and Ginny's loose scarlet locks were tickling Luna's cheeks and Ginny's tongue tasted like firewhiskey and...
It took awhile for Luna to regain the full use of her tongue, even after her mouth was free.
"You're drunk." This was significant. Ginny was never drunk. Ginny drank butterbeer in moderation. Ginny had never so much as touched a bottle of firewhiskey in her life.
"Had to be," Ginny had offered a rather crooked grin. "Couldn't have gotten the courage to do this otherwise. Besides, it's the holidays. Who's gonna punish me?"
She had a point.
Ginny hiccupped a bit and gave the mistletoe overhead a distracted sort of look. "I've always wanted to do that. Anyways, Luna, I guess I'll be seeing you." A wink. "Merry Christmas."
And off she went. And for a long while Luna could only stare after her before glancing back up at the mistletoe that started it all.
Nargles weren't so bad.