Toujours Pur ~James Potter x O/C

Naked and alone

Naked and alone.

That is how Luna Black woke up in the early morning hours of December 15th 1977, cold, naked and alone.

As she reached over to the side of the bed where she was sure James should have just been in, all she felt was that same cold that seemed to be spreading throughout her entire body, filling her lungs and getting into her blood. Freezing cold. Luna felt like throwing up...was she really that awful that James couldn't even stay in the same room as her? And as it had obviously been a while since James had left her, he must have been so disappointed with their sex that he couldn't even stand to stay near her.

Rolling over so she could look up at the ceiling, Luna ran her hands over her face and through her hair a few times to try and calm herself down, to clear her head. There must be a rational reason as to why James had left. Maybe he was downstairs getting something to eat? Or getting some water? Maybe he got a sudden burst of energy and went for a run? There had to be thousands of reasons for why James had left that weren't becuase of Luna.

He was probably just downstairs.

Luna would go downstairs, and James would just be sitting there drinking a glass of water...right..?

Swinging her legs out of the bed, Luna tried to stand up, but was very quickly humbled when she had to sit down again because her legs felt like pure jelly and were not supporting her body. Under her breath, she muttered "Merlin Potter, what did you do to me", suppressing the smile that was attempting to spread across her face as she tried to stand again, having to basically hobble around the room, finding her way around purely by the moonlight that was shining in through the window. Stumbling on their pile of discarded clothes on the floor from last night, Luna pulled on the first piece of clothing that came to hand, which just happened to be James' shirt. Reaching around again, Luna grabbed her panties from last night, and pulled them on.

Opening the door slowly, Luna was greeted by complete and utter darkness. Every door was shut with the lights off. She was very clearly the only one awake on this floor of the house.

Crossing her fingers that James would be waiting there, smiling at her as she walked down the stairs, Luna made her way down, hand on the banister trying not to fall as her legs still weren't cooperating.  At the bottom of the stairs, Luna found the smile that had reluctantly appeared on her face falling at the empty house. Becuase James Potter wasn't there. He wasn't there waiting for her. He had left her naked and alone after her first consensual time having sex.

He wasn't any better than any other man.

Feeling like a balloon was deflating in her chest, taking all her energy with it, Luna couldn't seem to even phantom walking back up the stairs to get into the bed she was supposed to share with James.

Making her way into the closest room, which happened to be the lounge, Luna collapsed into the closest chair, pulled the blanket that was covering the back of it around her, and just sat there. She just sat there, staring at the ceiling, letting the empty feeling encase her.

~

James and Sirius were exhausted. It had been a rough night with Moony, the worst one they'd had for a long while, and they were walking back into the Potter house a bit battered and bruised. They were so tired, so tired that they almost didn't notice Luna sitting there on armchair, almost.

As James was climbing up the stairs, Sirius glanced back behind him and noticed his little sister sitting there, just staring up at the ceiling, lost in her own thoughts. "Prongs, mate, hold on a second" Sirius whispered, pulling James' hand to stop him moving any further.

Whirling around to see what was preventing him from collapsing into bed, James watched as Sirius knelt down next Luna, whispered something he couldn't hear, but could tell it was in French and then straightened up, pressing a kiss to her forehead before he walked back over to the stairs.