Night Sky (Luna/Pansy - PG13)
Title:Night Sky
Author: corvidae9
Rating: PG13
Word Count: 400
Challenge: Written for girlchild in mirakate's femmeslash challenge at hpfsc; orginally found at hp_girlslash: Pansy/Luna and the lake at night.
Summary: It’s not Divination, merely keen insight to those who would look hard enough.
Luna sunk her toes into the squishy mud at the lake's edge and watched. Watched the creatures of the forest sneak out of the trees for a drink of water before melting back into the darkness. Watched the night stars dancing in formation and realized what was about to happen merely by paying close attention to the sinuous serpent suddenly hiding behind Ursa Minor.
Watched as Pansy ran out of the castle and flung herself onto the roots at the base of a gnarled tree; watched as her shoulders heaved and rocked, tears rolling off of her face.
Standing and dusting off her skirt, Luna murmured, “It’s OK. It gets dark every night. You don’t have to worry.”
Pansy straightened a bit, growling from somewhere betweeen horror at having been caught and her normal, toxic state. “What kind of fool thing is that to say? Just shut up and go away!”
Undeterred, Luna came closer, laying a hand on her sleek hair, letting it slide down her neck and shoulder. “Oh Pansy. He’s so terrible to you. And I could be so much better.” Making eye contact, her hand slid further down, coming to rest on her breast. “I am very much better. Let me show you.”
Mouth opening and closing, trying to form words to protest, Pansy stared into Luna’s wide eyes as they came closer, followed by lips that were soft and tasted of pineapple. This girl sat next to her in the library and chewed on quills not made of sugar; this girl stared into space during Ancient Runes, apparently oblivious, yet always possessing the correct answer.
This girl was now slipping her tongue into Pansy’s mouth and there was no stopping her forward momentum.
Luna’s breath blew cool against Pansy’s moist lips as she broke the kiss to murmur, “Mmmm… you taste like double potions and peppermint and other things that kind of hurt, but are good. I wonder… I wonder…”
Pansy closed her eyes and kissed her back and had no answer. Chilled fingers slipped under her jumper and shirt and pulled gooseflesh along her bare skin and the thought occurred to her that maybe she could slip into an odd enough state of mind to follow along. Just this once.
Otherwise engaged, Luna did not have to look up to know that the clouds overhead were slowly moving in to obscure a little more of the offending constellation.
Author: corvidae9
Rating: PG13
Word Count: 400
Challenge: Written for girlchild in mirakate's femmeslash challenge at hpfsc; orginally found at hp_girlslash: Pansy/Luna and the lake at night.
Summary: It’s not Divination, merely keen insight to those who would look hard enough.
Luna sunk her toes into the squishy mud at the lake's edge and watched. Watched the creatures of the forest sneak out of the trees for a drink of water before melting back into the darkness. Watched the night stars dancing in formation and realized what was about to happen merely by paying close attention to the sinuous serpent suddenly hiding behind Ursa Minor.
Watched as Pansy ran out of the castle and flung herself onto the roots at the base of a gnarled tree; watched as her shoulders heaved and rocked, tears rolling off of her face.
Standing and dusting off her skirt, Luna murmured, “It’s OK. It gets dark every night. You don’t have to worry.”
Pansy straightened a bit, growling from somewhere betweeen horror at having been caught and her normal, toxic state. “What kind of fool thing is that to say? Just shut up and go away!”
Undeterred, Luna came closer, laying a hand on her sleek hair, letting it slide down her neck and shoulder. “Oh Pansy. He’s so terrible to you. And I could be so much better.” Making eye contact, her hand slid further down, coming to rest on her breast. “I am very much better. Let me show you.”
Mouth opening and closing, trying to form words to protest, Pansy stared into Luna’s wide eyes as they came closer, followed by lips that were soft and tasted of pineapple. This girl sat next to her in the library and chewed on quills not made of sugar; this girl stared into space during Ancient Runes, apparently oblivious, yet always possessing the correct answer.
This girl was now slipping her tongue into Pansy’s mouth and there was no stopping her forward momentum.
Luna’s breath blew cool against Pansy’s moist lips as she broke the kiss to murmur, “Mmmm… you taste like double potions and peppermint and other things that kind of hurt, but are good. I wonder… I wonder…”
Pansy closed her eyes and kissed her back and had no answer. Chilled fingers slipped under her jumper and shirt and pulled gooseflesh along her bare skin and the thought occurred to her that maybe she could slip into an odd enough state of mind to follow along. Just this once.
Otherwise engaged, Luna did not have to look up to know that the clouds overhead were slowly moving in to obscure a little more of the offending constellation.