Love Lost, NevilleLuna, G
Oh, I don't know. Just struck by inspiration, but only enough for a little drabble. Anyway.
Verse: Harry Potter
Pairing: onesided Neville/Luna
Length: ~140 words
He gets the invitation to their wedding, and it’s all a blur as they pick out a wedding gift and Hannah dresses him and they apparate to the ceremony. And then, before he has time to prepare himself, there she is, walking down the aisle, and his eyes follow her before he can stop them.
And God, she is beautiful.
She doesn’t walk-she floats, a goddess in shimmering golden material that is at once silken and sheer and flutters around her like butterflies and clouds and True Love.
He knows then what he’s lost. He knows that he’s made the wrong choice, that he should have known better.
He watches Rolf take the silver ring-like vines entwined with blue rosebuds-and slide it onto her pale finger, and Oh.
That should have been him.
Verse: Harry Potter
Pairing: onesided Neville/Luna
Length: ~140 words
He gets the invitation to their wedding, and it’s all a blur as they pick out a wedding gift and Hannah dresses him and they apparate to the ceremony. And then, before he has time to prepare himself, there she is, walking down the aisle, and his eyes follow her before he can stop them.
And God, she is beautiful.
She doesn’t walk-she floats, a goddess in shimmering golden material that is at once silken and sheer and flutters around her like butterflies and clouds and True Love.
He knows then what he’s lost. He knows that he’s made the wrong choice, that he should have known better.
He watches Rolf take the silver ring-like vines entwined with blue rosebuds-and slide it onto her pale finger, and Oh.
That should have been him.