Author's Note: Sorry this is so short. New semester of college just started so I'm still getting back into the swing of things. I had to get this written though, it wouldn't leave me alone! I thought of this when I was listening to "Set the Fire to the Third Bar" by Snow Patrol & Martha Wainwright. Anyway, I'm just not sure how good this is, but I did get good feedback on Chapter 1, so maybe this is ok too.
Disclaimer: Still not JK Rowling.
When the kiss stopped (only because oxygen is necessary to breathe), I looked down at Luna and smiled.
"You know," I started, "I'm still so happy every time I realize you're actually here. When you weren't here after the holiday, I, I, I was just so scared."
"I'm here now." Luna said, in her dreamy voice. "And I don't plan on getting captured again. Besides, even when I wasn't here, you had everyone else. The DA and all of that."
"Didn't matter. Every night I would just lie in my hammock and wonder and worry about where you could be. Your hammock was just there, empty and…it was just hard. You were far away and I couldn't help you." I brushed her hair back from her face to see her better.
"I thought about you too Neville. I thought about you running the DA and I hoped you were all well. I missed everyone but it was hardest being away from you." Luna was holding my hand tighter now, as if I was about to get up and leave.
"Well, we're both here now, so we shouldn't dwell on the past." I stroked her hand to assure her we weren't being separated. "We should probably get up though. I'm sure there's lots that needs to be done."
Luna nodded and we got up from the bed.