The Stars Above Us

Isn't She Lovely

It was the next morning and Luna awoke at 9am, sliding out of bed, walking downstairs to the kitchen where Harry was in the kitchen "Good morning you." "Good morning," Harry put Luna's mug down, walking up to her and their noses brushed together before the blonde pressed a gentle kiss to Harry's lips and their hands met, and laced together. Harry walked back with Luna following. Harry held the blonde's waist, and pulled away after a few seconds. Luna looked up at Harry, and smiled "I'm going to start getting ready for work." "Okay, do you want me to drive you?" "Sure, my shift is at 11, but I need to be there 15 minutes before to get everything set up." "Alright," Luna walked upstairs, and opened her wardrobe.

She got out a black shirt and a black pair of flair trousers. She laid them on the bed and got underwear out. She got dressed, and walked back downstairs while buttoning the top buttons of her shirt. She walked in the kitchen where Harry was "I can't do them up." "Come here." Harry walked over to her, and first placed a kiss to her forehead, and then did her buttons of her shirt "There we go, beautiful," Luna smiled at Harry, and stood up on her tiptoes, and pressed a kiss to Harry's forehead "What was that for?" "I felt like it." Harry smiled as the blonde got down. Luna walked upstairs, getting her jacket and bag, walking downstairs, putting his jacket and bag on the sofa, walking back in the kitchen.

Luna got up on the counter as Harry walked back in the kitchen from being downstairs. She smiled as Harry walked up to her "Do you want breakfast?" "I'm okay. I'm not feeling all that hungry." "Alright." "I'll try and eat something small." Luna wrapped her arms around her stomach, getting up, walking upstairs to the bedroom, closing the door, leaning against the door with her back. Harry rushed upstairs, as Luna moved away, sitting on the bed. Harry walked up to her, and cupped her face "You rushed upstairs, what's wrong?" Luna shook her head, closing her eyes which stung with tears "Do you not want to talk about it?" She shook her head "That's okay, you don't have to talk about it. Do you want to go to work?" She shrugged her shoulders "Okay, since you don't want to eat, what do you want?" Luna got up, "Harry, I don't want anything, alright. I will eat when I'm at work, so stop pissing me off as I'm already in a mood, so stop please." Harry looked at her, stunned.

Luna looked at Harry "Don't you dare look at me like that. Just don't. It's over Harry." "What's over?" Luna took off her engagement ring, placing it on the bed "This. I'm done, we're constantly fighting. So I'm done with this shit, we're arguing every day. Either I take the car and drive down to London to live back with my parents or you go and live with your parents." "You go, Luna, I don't care, just go to fucking work and come back when you've made up your mind. Your tired, your hungry." Luna began to get choked up, and she leaned against the doorframe "What will you tell Maisie when you pick her up? Mummy's gone on holiday, you can't tell her that, she'll be wanting to call me and asking me when I come home." Luna started crying as Harry walked over to her and wrapped her into a hug but Luna refused, falling to her knees in sobs. Harry got down to the floor and put one hand on her back.

Luna leaned into Harry's hand, and turned to look at him "I'm sorry." "What for?" "Snapping at you. I didn't mean it. I let my anger get the best of me." "It's okay." "I'm going to quit my job, I can't work in this sort of state." "Listen to me, try and go in today and if you can't, I'll come and pick you up." "I really can't." Her voice quivered "Okay, darling. Go and get your pyjamas on, and I'll quickly get something." "Okay." Harry picked up the blonde's engagement ring from where she threw it on the floor. He slid it back onto her forth finger "Don't want it." She took it back off, handing it to Harry, closing his hand back into a fist "What do you mean?" "I don't want to be seen as the genderfluid girl you fuck on the downlow." "You won't," "Haven't I told you to fucking sod off already?" She snapped again "You won't admit it but I am the girl you sometimes fuck on the downlow, you're too fucking weak and too fucking scared to admit it, Potter." She spat the words of Harry's last name as Harry flinched at her tone of voice.