This one is sader, but I still really like it. Spoilers for HPGOF.
-x-liv
Luna was sitting at her kitchen table as the first light of the summer holiday glistened over the horizon. She sighed and took a sip of her tea, feeling a bit too satisfied that the year was over.
Her boyfriend was dead. Horrible, yes, but some how... Luna didn't feel the need to express her sorrow. Dawn ran its rose colored fingertips along the horizon.
The steam in Luna's tea suddenly disappeared. As did the candle flames around the room and the heat from the furnace. It was very cold, and Luna shivered as an odd pressure formed in her belly.
She took a deep breath, feeling an icy breeze brush her hair from her neck and shoulders. The paper on the table beside Luna fluttered, and Luna felt something like a feather brush over her cheek.
Then her tea began to grow warm; the candles flickered on; the breeze stopped.
Luna rose her mug to her lips, took a sip, and let a soft grin spread over her features.