Some wonderful, anonymous person has been slowly writting me Harry Potter/Stargate fic ever since the Valentine's Day Love Meme. It's so great! It's Harry/Luna, and Ron/Hermione, and Ginny's their semi-grouchy mechanic! She knows Muggle technology, which is so adorable. (Me and my daddy's girl thing love that
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Welcome back, btw.
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Their first night back in London, Luna went for a walk alone. She covered her hair with a cloak and maintained a subtle notice-me-not spell around herself. She walked up and down Diagon Alley, noting the changes and forcing herself to see what was there now and not what had taken place beforeStill, rubble where Ollivander's once stood and the horribly heroic statue of the Trio in the new Peace Park hurt and conjured up flashes of light in her memory, a tangle of spells and palpable death. Luna breathed deeply, pushing the images back, and watched a young girl toss a stone into a hopscotch square. The girl hopped through and back, scooping up the stone as she did so and landing with both feet at the start. She then turned and tossed the stone in again. Luna sat on one of the benches and watched until the girl's father came to take her home ( ... )
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Also, Dru-like? Who's Dru?
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Ginny stood at the far gate in front of the tumble-down house. The edges of the house blended with the darkness and so her childhood home loomed gigantic, impenetrable. Light shone from the kitchen window; Mum was up. Ginny's fingers gripped the wooden fencepost tightly and she rest her forehead on her hands. She could do this. She had to do this. She might not get another chance ( ... )
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This whole series is just so wonderful. I'm really enjoying it, thank you!
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Harry squirted some lemon juice into a bowl and began to paint a stripe around their hotel room. The ring sat inside its egg on top of the television set.
Luna would come back, smell the lemons, see the egg, and know. Then he would stop painting and ask and she would say yes.
Harry, still painting, glanced over to the door. He hoped she said yes.
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"Colonel Caldwell?" Stephen looked up from the inventory.
"What is that?" he asked, even though he had a rather good idea. The boxy shape could only be one sort of transport he knew of, but that was impossible. "Have they tried to contact us yet ( ... )
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*rereads*
*dies again*
*rereads and GLEES MASSIVELY*
Seriously, this fic continues to be made of win!
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Caldwell leaned back in his chair. "Direct them to the loading bay. I want the area secured. If this is a new enemy, I want to be prepared. Have Hermiod ready to beam them into the brig if they start trouble."
"Yes, sir."
Harry flew the ship around to the side as instructed. "Do you see-- oh, nevermind." The bay was open and waiting. "Er, right. So we just fly in and stop?"
Caldwell stopped when he heard that transmission and took a deep breath. "You don't know how to land the jumper?"
"This is the first time we've taken the, er, 'Jumper' into space," Ginny explained.
The techie glanced back at Caldwell who just shook his head. "All right, find out how many are on board and have Hermiod beam them directly to the brig. Marines should report there instead."
"What are we supposed to do with them? We can't take them back to Earth, even if they weren't a security risk."
"I guess we'll be bringing Dr. Weir some gifts."
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Thank you again for writing this and continuing to post it! I love every piece of it.
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I may post an epilogue, but it won't be put here.
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