Toujours Pur ~James Potter x O/C

Panic attack

Luna felt like she couldn't breathe.

It was like her throat wasn't allowing air in, and she was looking around trying to find some way to get the oxygen that she needed so desperately. Looking around her eyes landed on the other 2 champions, who had been standing in the middle of the room, that were now making their way towards her, both with supportive smiles on their faces.

When they reached her, the girl, Harriette, crouched down in front of Luna, registering what was happening to the girl immediately.

"You're having an erm panic attack"

Nodding Luna could have guessed that, but she had no idea how to stop it now it had started.

Keeping eye contact, the brunette girl continued "I am going to help you calm down, is that ok?"

Looking up at Sirius who had been keeping a protective hand on Luna's shoulder, Luna nodded, telling him that she wanted him to speak

"Yeah, just help her please" the boy let out, still looking down at his baby siter worriedly

"ok, erm my English isn't very good, but I'll try my best-" Harriette started, laughing humourlessly, before Sirius cut her off

"She's fluent in French"

Looking up for a second, the French girl nodded before starting again "Ok, je veux que tu essaies de concentrer ta respiration, peux-tu faire ça pour moi?" {Ok, I want you to try and focus your breathing, can you do that for me?}

Nodding, which seemed to be the only thing Luna was capable of at the moment, Luna tried to mimic the breaths that Harriette was taking, just letting all her thoughts go to that.

After about a minute, when Luna's breathing was somewhat regulated, Harriette started trying to focus Lunas mind, which was very clearly scattered, shown by the way her eyes were darting around the room.

"D'accord, je veux que tu me dises 5 choses que tu peux voir, peux-tu faire ça pour moi?"  {Alright, I want you to tell me 5 things you can see, can you do that for me?}

Starting slowly, Luna began talking "des bougies, des chaudrons cassés, toi, une table et mes cheveux" {Candles, broken cauldrons, you, a table, and my hair}

Smiling Harriette continued on "maintenant 4 choses que vous pouvez ressentir" {Now 4 things you can feel}

Feeling the panic starting to lever her system, Luna started naming the thing she could feel "La main de Sirius, umm, les carreaux du sol, le placard derrière moi et mes robes" {Sirius' hands, umm, the floor tiles, the closet behind me, and my robes}

"Bien, Super! Maintenant, pouvez-vous me dire 3 choses que vous entendez?" {Good, Great! Now can you tell me 3 things you can hear?}

Gradually Lunas voice had stopped shaking, and was now clear. "Ta voix, les gens dans la grande salle et une horloge qui tourney" {Your voice, the people in the great hall, and a clock ticking}

"Tu t'en sors si bien ! Maintenant, dis-moi 2 choses que tu peux sentir" {Your doing so well! Now, tell me 2 things you can smell}

"Après-rasage et bière au beurre de Sirius?" {Sirius' aftershave and butterbeer?}

"C'est plutôt fort, non?" {It's pretty strong, isn't it?} Harriette laughed, causing a small smile to slip across Luna's face and Sirius to sigh dramatically. Knowing that her method was working, Harriette continued to the final step  "Dernier maintenant, qu'est-ce que tu peux goûter?" {Last one now, what can you taste?}

What could she taste? "umm, mon dentifrice de ce matin" {umm, my toothpaste from this morning}

It was like Luna's mind, however scattered, was quiet. For the first time in a while, Luna could hear herself think.

"How do you feel" Sirius asked, moving so he could be directly in his sisters eyeline.

Smiling, Luna was about to actually be honest about how she was feeling "Better, clear, my mind is clear"

Looking at the other 2 people in the room, the champions, Luna stood up before extending a hand to each of them "Sorry, I never introduced myself, my name is Luna. Luna Black"

Taking the hand extended to them, the boy and girl introduced themselves smiling

"Mickael Berg, but my friends call me Berg. You both can call me Berg" The boys spoke in a thick Swedish accent, showing Luna that he was not from Bulgaria as she first thought

"Harriette Monet, but call me Harry, please" The girl who was responsible for helping Luna spoke.

Looking at the pair in front of her, Luna got the chance to actually analyse their features. Berg was about 5'10", with light brown hair, that she had earlier perceived as being closer to blonde than it actually was, that was parted down the middle, giving him curtain bangs, that were slightly dishevelled as a sign of him running his fingers through it. He had brown eyes, and his face was longer than it was wide, littered with both freckles, and scars that showed a past of acne. He was nice to look at, with broad shoulders and a lean physique that hid the fact that he had a six pack. Harry was beautiful, standing at only 5'4", with long dark brown hair that had loose curls running throughout it. Harry had dark brown eyes and red lips, accentuated by her lipstick, which in time Luna would learn that a smile could always be found upon. Much like Berg, Harry was slim and muscular, but unlike the boy, her strength was not hidden by her petite frame.

"I think I should apologise for what just happened, I'm not usually like that, I promise." Luna promised with a half-hearted smile, feeling bad about her first impression on the champions.

"Do not worry Luna, you have absolutely no reason to apologise to us, we all have moments where the world feels like it's too much. We, or at least I, want to make sure you are ok. Berg countered, knowing from his own experience just how shitty having a panic attack can make a person feel.

Totally agreeing with Mickael, Harry decided it was her turn to reassure the girl "Berg is right Luna. You have absolutely no reason to apologise to us, and we would never ask that of you. All we would as is that you are ok, or at least on the way to being ok."

"Thank you." That's all Luna could think to say. She just wanted to thank them for their sympathy, for not judging her, for being there for her.

~

Walking out with Sirius' arm around her shoulders, after the 3 heads of the schools had officially congratulated them on being the champions and told them the first task would be the first week back from half term, with their advice only being to read a book or 2 about potions, Luna was still on edge.

"Can I sleep in your dorm tonight?" she asked timidly, not sure how he would respond.

Kissing Lunas cheek, Sirius smiled "Of course you can, we would be lucky to have you"

Smiling, Luna shook her head slightly "Thank you"

"I love you Looney"

Wrapping her arm around Sirius' waist and cuddling her head into his chest Luna was happy. Actually happy "Love you too Siri"

A/N-

I preferred the idea of the champions being friends, and caring for each other, rather than them being acquaintances at best.

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