Looney (Luna Lovegood x Fem Reader)

Chapter 33: Different

I woke up the next morning with Luna still in my arms, and while I look down at her I blush as I remember the events of last night. It felt so surreal that I was almost convinced that it was a dream, but feeling her warm, shallow breathing against my neck reassured me that it had actually happened. It wasn't that I regretted or felt guilty about what we'd done, it just didn't feel normal. I felt different, as if I was another person yesterday, and overnight I'd turned into a new one. Technically speaking, I was a different person; I was another year older and I'd done something I always thought I would hold off on until I was married, which was odd to me. It was usually my sister that was the one with all the experience in that area and knowing that I now had a bit of it myself was just weird.

I slowly got out of bed so I wouldn't wake her up, and when I look over to Evie's side of the room I see a pile of her chocolate-colored curls in her bed I exhale with relief knowing she hadn't seen Luna and I. Luna's coat and shoes were on the armchair where I left them, and when I looked over at the clock it was half-past six in the morning. As I got ready for class my thoughts started to replay on a loop, bouncing around in my skull. I didn't know whether I was still technically a virgin because nobody ever tells you the rules and guidelines for situations like mine, and I'd always been too afraid to ask. I wondered if my sister or even Luna herself would say anything about it, and then there was the question of my morality. I wasn't married, obviously, and a tiny part of me felt dirty because people my age going around with each other was frowned upon. If mum found out about either of us, she'd either have a mental breakdown or ground Evie and me both until the end of days. What if other students found out, what if someone betrayed me? What would they say, what would they think? I look over at my bed, smiling at Luna curled up under the covers, sleeping peacefully. The best memories I have with her start playing in my mind's eye like a movie. I remember the first day we met on the train, potions class, outings to Hogsmeade. I remember the sound of her laugh, the smell of her hair, the feeling of her lips and fingers against my skin, the way her outfits were nearly always mismatched. How could my love for her be wrong? Sure, it was odd to some people, but it was love just the same.

I looked myself in the bathroom mirror and brushed my hair into a ponytail at the base of my skull, instead of the haphazard braid I normally forced it into. I didn't bother to detangle my hair, and since most of it was tied back in a fluffy light brown mass I didn't need to. I washed my face and went back inside to find Evie sitting up on her bed, staring over at mine. She notices me come in and glances between my bed and me, daring me to explain why Luna was in our room.

"So this is what you're doing now?" Evie asks. I try to think of something to say.

"Oh, the girl who has a higher body count than all of Hogwarts combined has spoken," I spat. I expected her to glare at me or roll her eyes or make a snooty remark, but instead she looked hurt.

"Sorry," I mumbled when she didn't respond.

"Whatever," she says, rolling her eyes. "What's she doing here?" For a few long, painful moments I can't speak.

"I, uh...she slept here," I said at last. Evie raises one eyebrow at me.

"That's all?" she asked with a smirk. I feel my face turn pink.

"Does it matter?" I snap, pulling my shoes out from under my bed and putting them on, sitting on the windowseat.

"If you're not telling me something because you're afraid of judgment, I'm the queen of terrible decisions. I don't bite," my sister says, walking over to me.

"We, um...yeah. It's not a big deal. You weren't here when we got here," I answered.

"It is a big deal, Y/n," Evie protested.