Pairing - Ron/Luna
Prompt - Devils Snare
Word Count - 311
Warning - Character Death.
Numb
Fear creeps round me, like the vines of Devils Snare. I can't breath, I can't think, I can't feel. It can't be her. She can't be dead. I won't believe it.
My Luna. My Lovely Luna.
Harry's arm around my shoulders shakes with suppressed tears as we stare down on the face of an angel. We survived a war together. We ended a war together. How could she leave me now? How could she? I love her. I didn't tell her that enough. She needs to wake up so I can tell her I love her. I tell Harry to make her wake up. He's done the impossible before, he can do it again. My Luna. She isn't...
She's sleeping, that's all. Just sleeping.
They've covered her body. I tried to remove it, but the man who called us here wouldn't let me. "That's not a good idea, Mr Weasley," is what he told me. Why can I not see my wife's body? I've seen it before, I've worshiped it night after night for many years. Harry moves his arm, and I can hear him asking how this happened. I don't care how it happened, because it can't be true. It can't be.
It's a nightmare. Just a horrible nightmare.
I'm going to wake up, safe in my bed at home, and she's going to be sleeping beside me. She's going to wake up, and ask me what's wrong. She always knows, always. I can never keep a secret from my Luna. The man talking to Harry is saying something about a muggle car. Now I know it's a dream, because my Luna could never be... Not by a muggle car. I pinch myself. Hard. Harder. I draw blood and something inside me dies. You can't hurt yourself in a dream.
The earth stops moving. I feel numb. Not my Luna.