a/n i felt this piece was a sort of companion to "these children" though this is first chronologically. that was Rolf's moment of realization, and this is Luna's.
conversation
In the afternoon,
you're out on the stone and grass
And I'm sleeping on the balcony
after class
Campus, Vampire Weekend
Yule.
Luna pushes her lips together to form the word again, Y-ule. Its funny how, if you say a word enough times, it loses its meaning.
YuleYuleYule.
Ball.
She can see Rolf Scamander with the rest of the seventh year Ravenclaws from where she is digging her toes into the grass. She knows that, if he should ask her, they would sneak away from the Ball and dip their fingers in the Lake, laughing merrily. Under the twinkling stars she could tell him all about the trip Daddy is planning to find the Crumple-Horned Snorkack, and he could describe the herd of hippogriffs that belong to their family. Maybe he would invite her...
Oh he's pulling in Anna Boot, and Oh.
And they could have had such lovely conversation too.
YuleYuleYule.
Ball.
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