Starry Skies and Bony Thestrals (Luna x Harry)
As promised another little ficlet and its actually tied to the other two Lunarry fics I have, its own little universe ┌༼ ˵ ° ᗜ ° ˵ ༽┐ that I love Very Dearly tbh, anyways I hope you likeit! Just a lot of fluff and Harry and Luna talking about their feelings, just how I love it!!
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Harry stared wistfully at Luna as she fed the thestrals, completely lost in his own train of thought. It seemed like worries just continued to pile on him day by day as they got further and further into this horrid war. It seemed like everything that had happened to him and continued to happen to him were like these dark tendrils trying desperately to pull him away from his emotions. Especially during this summer he’d felt that desperate pull that always seemed to tug at his conscience, tempting him so with the notion of cutting himself from everything. Of shutting himself away because it seemed that’s what everything wanted him to do.
Then Luna turned and smiled at him. It was always such an interesting thing to see, it filled him with so much warmth, like a lumos had been casted right where his heart was. Her smile always amazed him, just her facial expressions in general really, and the way he always seemed to understand the underlying message in them. Like now, she was curious on what had him so silent.
He smiled, “I’m just thinking.” He replied, gladly answering her silent question.
“What are you thinking about?” She asked, staring intently at him as she stroked the mane of one of the thestrals.
“Love,” he says matter of factly. At one point, maybe he would have hesitated at saying such things, but Luna had taught him a lot of things as of lately. His openness in his emotions being one of them. “And how being loved by you is something I never really expected nor thought would ever really be possible.”
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