Disclaimer: Not mine. I swear. The HPUniverse belongs to JKR. Really. (Unfortunately.)
***I decided that Loneliness needed more to the story, and the suggestion of my FIRST reviewer for that story helped the idea along. Thanx!
AN: And so begins the summer...
Dear Ginny, From Luna
Dear Ginny, I miss you…
Can't they come back; Luna wanted to whine, as she stared at the empty house. The Burrow, lopsided though it might be, had been the place where her heart resided ever since 1993.
Even as she though, she shook her head. The Weasleys weren't home. Luna knew that, logically, it was silly to sit exactly forty-nine yards from the house and hope that they just appeared out of nowhere, but she was so lonely.
A thought hit her, so suddenly that she almost fell over. It wasn't just Luna and Ginny, wasn't just Ro and Helga! Harry and Neville…
Narrowing her eyes, Luna dashed back home as fast she could, ripping a piece of parchment out and grabbing an Ever-Full Quill. As she hurried over to her bedroom desk, she tore the parchment in half – she was too excited.
"Nice going, Ro," Luna mumbled to herself. Words seemed to pour out of her quill as her cheeks flushed with excitement. She'd nearly forgotten that they were all four together again! Even if everyone else was confined to their homes, Luna had free reign as long as she stayed on the Emerald Isle!
A moment later, and a couple of inks spots on her face, and Luna was stuffing her letter into an envelope and shooing her owl out the window. She didn't know how she was going to wait for the reply.
In exactly one twenty-four hour period, her reply arrived. Bouncing on the balls of her feet, Luna carefully opened the envelope. She would never forgive herself if she tore the letter!
Reading it, a smirk broke over her face. Dear Ro, it read, Happy Birthday. I have assessed my chances, and decided that I need some supplies in order to make a break. Therefore, if you have a way to get some highly expensive potions ingredients, O Icy One, I could use some powdered bicorn horn, boomslang skin…
"Can do," Luna murmured, grinning. Sal could be so brusque, she thought amusedly, but he never forgot her birthday.
Ƈҿαŋŋɑίɾҫ ~ ʀɛʙɛʟʟɪɵɴ
Turning about, Luna slipped out of the Apothecary, hiding her grin. It had taken little time to find good boomslang skin that wasn't half-rotted, and then she had spend a good portion of an hour trying to get unbroken sopophorous beans and Gunhilda's Valerian that was not crushed. But overall, she'd ended up getting everything that she had needed to buy.
Out on the street, Luna took a deep breath before (illegally) Apparating home. Swiftly, she wrapped all of her purchases into a large package, and attached a short letter. Then, it was only a matter of giving the package and letter to the owl, and off they were!
It seemed like forever, being alone. So Luna, now with nothing to do, pulled out another piece of parchment. Dear Giddi, she began…
Six days later, her owl came back with not one, but two letters! The first, from Neville, was a simple letter asking after her health, polite as only Godric could be. The second and more precious, was the letter from Ginny.
It was not a letter that she would ever allow anyone but herself to read, so private was the missive. It began with a greeting and birthday wishes, and got progressively more off-topic as it went on. By the end of the letter, Luna was flushed and breathing heavily. Ginny could be so vulgar sometimes.
Catching her eye at the bottom of the letter was a postscript. Reading it, Luna laughed. She laughed so hard that her ribs ached. It read – PS. Have you read the American book, Freaky Friday? Because I think that Harry did, at some point. Along with Chronicles of Narnia, Lord of the Rings, and the American novel, Castle in the Attic. The Order has been running hither and yon since summer began!
Having trouble breathing from laughing so hard, Luna set down the letter and began her reply.
Ʈɵίʂίҫƕ ~ ʙɛɢɪɳʂ
Dear Ginny,
I miss you, too, but that's no reason to send me a letter that would give my father a heart attack! That said, I appreciate the thoughts and the intriguing ideas. When we return to Hogwarts, we should try it. I may not be on the Quidditch team, but you are, right?
I sent Harry some Potions supplies, but neither potion should be ready until the end of the month, if I remember correctly, even the accelerated versions. However, I believe that Harry has probably read at least as much as I have, considering the fact that he couldn't do much else for fun while at the Dursleys.
Could you ask the Double Act to get some pictures?
Love from,
Luna
Ƈҿαŋŋɑίɾҫ Ʈɵίʂίҫƕ ~ ʀɛʙɛʟʟɪɵɴ ʙɛɢɪɳʂ
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