We Shine Like Stars. (Fic, GW/LL, SS/HP, NC17 -- 2/7)

[cluegirl]

Title: We Shine Like Stars 2.a
Author: Cluegirl
Type: Fiction
Length: Novella -- words.
Main character or Pairing: Ginny/Luna, with a side of Harry/Snape.
Rating: NC17
Canon compliancy: Shooting for canon compliance. If you squint.
Disclaimer: All HP characters are the sole intellectual property of JKRowling, whom I am not. Therefore, I make no

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[amanuensis1]

“Emphasis on ‘thrown’.”

“They were judged unfit,” Luna shrugged.

Oh, Luna. *hearts*

"No, that night he had to bail George out of gaol doesn't count,

I love how that gives a whole backstory on what George has been up to since...well, since. Continued up to no good, but maybe in a more self-destructive way, yeah? For some reason I'm fixated on it being a Drunk and Disorderly charge.

“They did work, actually,” Luna replied, thumb rubbing over Ginny's, “I just wasn’t clear on what they precisely did, is all.”

You know what that line is? That's Luna channelling Dumbledore. "Of course it is happening in your head, but why should that mean that it is not real?" Now I'm imagining Luna as Headmistress of Hogwarts. It's not silly at all.

while eyes ached, lungs begged, and blood drummed in her ears,

Oh, yes, what a lovely description of apparition.

Not as though something huge and merciless had crushed him uncaring - had hardly noticed as it sped on its way.

Snape vs. Hrududu! Oh, I don't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Professor Snape was always so frightened before he died.

Trust Luna to be the one who could see that.

[cluegirl]

You know... I actually CAN see Luna becoming headmistress, now you mention it. She's got just the sort of brilliant insight that would let her hire great, reliable teachers, and to know what she needed to do to keep them on. So long as she didn't attempt to teach herself, it would all be just fine.

Snape vs Hrududu... I have to confess it, when I was writing that paragraph, I had a phrase from Moggy the Cat going through my head... "Old Moggy the cat, I still wonder why/ You roadkill look so damned surprised when you die. / Did you think that some animal spirit survives?/ Did you really believe that you cats had nine lives?"

Yes, since you asked, I AM made of evil.