22 December 2009 @ 02:20 pm
(FIC: GINNY/LUNA) The First Christmas After  
Title: The First Christmas After
'Ship: Ginny/Luna
Genre: Fluff, angst. 
Warnings/Rating: PG-13 for language. AU. Super vague mentions of character death and imprisonment.
Summary: The first Christmas after the war, and everyone is in limbo. Ginny finds a little peace with Luna.
Notes: I have no beta, because I am too shy to ask for one. As such, all fail is belonging to me. That said, I hope you enjoy this little bit of shameless seasonal fluff, and I wish you all a wonderful holiday :D


Guilt, Ginny thinks, is what Christmas has come to mean in their house.  

Guilt because they're here. Guilt because others aren't. Guilt for not being faster, or smarter, or any one of a hundred other things that probably wouldn't have changed a thing anyway.

And now, Ginny feels guilt for escaping it.

She sits watching the swirling white sky, damp eyelashes catching snowflakes, the tearful argument that drove her outdoors in the first place finally silent through the virtue of distance. She feels a tug of shame at removing herself from it, but reminds herself that dad had been the one to usher the rest of them out, muttering soothing words over the shaking shoulders of his wife. Maybe they all just need a little space.


Ginny jerks, hand at her wand in an instant, but she relaxes again just as quickly when her eyes meet the slight shape that greets her.

"Hi, Luna."

Luna is bundled up in (what Ginny counts as) three cloaks, a knitted cardigan, gloves, a scarf, and a large woolen beret pulled down to her ears. She manages a smile as she sits down beside Ginny.

"Your dad's still making you go out like that, then?"

"Yes," Luna replies, pulling off her gloves, "I know he means well, but it really is getting quite frustrating... and I get so dreadfully overheated with all these layers."

"Come here," says Ginny, standing up and pulling Luna with her. She hauls the first cloak off, then the second, but leaves the rest. She understands Mr Lovegood's fears all too well. Underneath the remaining coat and cardigan, Luna is like a baby bird, all delicate little bones and concave hollows. Months underground in a damp basement had not suited her, and every part of her body shows it.

"Have you had your lunch yet?" Ginny asks as they sit back down, huddling together instinctively for comfort.

"Oh yes, we had ours early, daddy wanted to get started on the first print run."

"Oh, right. Um, well, did you eat much?"

Luna gives her a look. "I ate plenty."

"Oh. Good."

They are both quiet for a moment, watching their breath on the air. Then Luna takes Ginny's hand.

"Why are you out here, Ginny?"

Ginny stares down at their hands, at Luna's bitten nails. She sighs. "Probably the same reason as you are. It's just ... completely, utterly mental in there," she says, thumbing over her shoulder in the direction of the Burrow. "I needed some quiet. We all did."

"Oh dear, and I came and interrupted?" Luna says, forehead crinkling with concern.

"Nah, of course not. It's not like you're exactly noisy, is it?" Ginny gives her a little smile. "Honestly... it's just... well, it's just shit at home at the moment. That's why I'm here." Luna doesn't say anything, and Ginny feels her words start to tumble out. "Nothing feels right, you know? I don't know how I feel about anything. I don't know how to help. Mum can't stop crying, and I can't fix it, and neither can Dad. George is in his room all the time. Ron and Harry... I don't even know what they do all day, eat and sleep it seems like. Hermione's gone back to her parents for the holidays, so I'm all alone with Fleur with no one to talk to and it's just... shit."

A tear drips down her nose, and Luna wipes it away. Her fingers are icy on Ginny's cheek, and she snaps to her senses, reaching for Luna's gloves.

"God, if I send you back home with hypothermia, your dad'll kill me..."

Luna waves her away, catching her second outstretched hand and enfolding it in her own. 

"It won't be like this forever, you know."

Ginny looks at her, and compares the empty despair inside her chest with Luna's words. She doesn't know if she believes her. Luna seems to understand. 

"It won't go away completely, of course. But it will get easier to live with. I promise."

Another tear escapes Ginny, and Luna catches it once more.

"Do you want to come back to my house for a sandwich?" she asks gently. "Then I'll walk you home again, if that's what you'd like..."

The offer of a warm kitchen, food and much less complicated company is tempting, but Ginny finds herself shaking her head, wiping her nose with a tissue she has dug out of her pocket. "I should really go see how they are, I've been gone ages. Maybe things will have calmed down a bit... "  

Luna gives her a faint smile, nodding. "Yes, that's a good idea."

"But thanks for the offer. And, you know, for this. Thank you."

"Oh, that's quite alright. Now, can you help me remember what order these cloaks were in?"

Giggling, they wrap Luna back up, until Ginny can only just see the white edges of her face amidst the layers. Ginny adjusts her beret last, setting it an angle, the way Luna usually wears it.

"There, you're good to go. He won't notice a thing."

"Thank goodness!" Luna smiles, and she gives a twirl, her scarf trailing in the breeze behind her.


She comes to a stop. "What?"

Ginny catches the offending scarf and tugs it lightly, pulling Luna to her. She presses her lips softly against the blonde girl's, and pulls back, looking into Luna's open, milky-white face.  

"Have a good Christmas."

Luna blinks, but a smile crosses her lips. "You too."  

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[identity profile] kitty-mrowr.livejournal.com on December 22nd, 2009 05:09 pm (UTC)
Loved it! It's so simple, yet powerful. You did such a great job writing Luna, which is such a difficult task.

And if you ever need a beta, I'd be more than happy to help :)
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[identity profile] perverbially.livejournal.com on December 23rd, 2009 09:57 am (UTC)
It's a big compliment to hear I didn't butcher Luna too badly :D Thank you so much for reading, and commenting.

(And I will totally remember all you guys who offered so kindly to beta me when I next get a plot bunny!)
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[identity profile] summerpostcards.livejournal.com on December 22nd, 2009 08:19 pm (UTC)
Oh. You captured both Ginny and Luna perfectly. I love the delicate, understated feel of the scene. Lovely.

And if you still require a beta reader, I would be happy to oblige. ;)
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[identity profile] perverbially.livejournal.com on December 23rd, 2009 10:03 am (UTC)
Eeee, thank you so much! I'm only just getting back into HP after a break, so it's really nice to hear that my characterisation is on track.

(Oh, and I may just take you up on that someday soon :D)
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[identity profile] summerpostcards.livejournal.com on December 26th, 2009 12:38 pm (UTC)
Same here. I'm constantly in and out of fandom, though I do want to stick around for a while longer this time around. And I think such a lovely Ginny/Luna story such as this one is a nice way to come back to fandom. We are, after all, all here because we like to play around with these characters. :)

I would be delighted to be your beta if you are in need of one, so do not hesitate to ask.
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[identity profile] insaneformality.livejournal.com on December 22nd, 2009 09:03 pm (UTC)
Lovely. I really liked your Luna, and I loved that the scene between girls felt like a new beginning. Atmosphere in the Burrow was sadly believable.
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[identity profile] perverbially.livejournal.com on December 23rd, 2009 10:18 am (UTC)
Thank you so much for your kind review (seriously, you don't know how hard I'm smiling right now!), I'm totally flattered that you liked my Luna <3
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[identity profile] lash-larue.livejournal.com on December 22nd, 2009 09:54 pm (UTC)
Really a beautiful story, thank you for sharing.

I add my voice to those volunteering to beta for you, but based on this I'd have to say I don't think you really need one. Not unless you just want a sounding board or something.

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[identity profile] perverbially.livejournal.com on December 23rd, 2009 10:25 am (UTC)
Oh, wow, you're far too kind! You don't know how much that means to me to hear, thank you so much.

And considering your offer, I hope you don't mind if I bear you in mind for next time I have a plot bunny! :D
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[identity profile] craving-vintage.livejournal.com on December 22nd, 2009 09:59 pm (UTC)
I loved this! :) It was really sweet. :) Thanks for sharing. Saving in memories so I can read it again.
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[identity profile] perverbially.livejournal.com on December 23rd, 2009 10:27 am (UTC)
Awww, thank you, I'm so glad you enjoyed it!
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[identity profile] emeatslulz.livejournal.com on December 23rd, 2009 01:19 am (UTC)
I don't usually care for G/L, but I really love your style and you made this pairing work =]]]]]
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[identity profile] perverbially.livejournal.com on December 23rd, 2009 10:30 am (UTC)
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That's a real compliment, thank you for your kind review! <3
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[identity profile] alehxriotgrrl.livejournal.com on December 26th, 2009 03:02 am (UTC)
This was beautiful, the image of the girls in the snow was beautiful. Your Luna is fabulous too, spot on in my mind :)
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