Harry Potter Characters Oneshots

Luna x Reader

(A/N) I have no idea if you Brits go by Celsius but the degree is 75 in Fahrenheit when it says 23. I hope at least - that's what Google said.

  You lay on the soft pasture, right next to Luna, with a  dog on your lap. Your hands are entwined, and you both watch the clouds roll past. The cool wind blows blades of grass over you both, and you find yourself brushing off the grass more than focusing on the sky.

  "Look," Luna says, "It's a tiny bird flying away from a  pig."

  You nod as if agreeing, but you still focus on the shards of grass on your dog's back. Luna flicks your arm, and you quickly turn to glare at her. "Ow! What was that for?"

"You didn't look..." She says softly, laying her head on your shoulder. She points out the image again, and you make out nothing of her description, but you act like so anyways.

"Huh, that's weird."

  It's silent for a while, before you feel Luna shiver. She snuggles closer into you, and you wrap your arm around her. "You alright?"

  She nods, pulling your dog closer to her. "Yeah, I'm just cold."

  "It's 23 degrees out here, with no wind. It's warm. Are you getting sick?" You ask, putting her hair behind her ear.

  "I'm fine," she says.

•••

When you wake up the next morning, you turn to your window to find and owl sitting silently, staring like a bored Slytherin. You hop up, and catch the letter that it drops from its mouth before turning away and flying off. You open it to find the messy handwriting of Luna's father, Xenophilius.

Dear (F/N),

  Not to worry you, but Luna awoke with a horrible headache. She wishes for you to come. Immediately.

                                                Sincerely,

                                                      Xenophilius Lovegood

You pull on the nearest shoes you have, and rush out of the house with broom in hand, explaining to your family before you're off, heading straight for Luna's house.

  The sky was cloudy when you awoke, but now it's a full on thunderstorm chasing you. As quick as you are, there's no way to outrun nature. Water starts pouring down on you, and by the time you reach Luna's house, you're soaked.

  You stomp into her house, where she lay on the old, worn-out couch. Her father jumps up from his desk to peel off your thin jacket, that didn't help at all against the rain. You rest your broom on the wall, and make a beeline to Luna, who gives you a weak, happy smile. "You didn't have to catch the flu to get here, you know."

"But you're happy I did," you say, kissing her cheek before taking the clothes her father got for you, giving him thanks and changing in the hallway.

You fall behind her, and circle your arms around her waist as she uses your drying jacket to cover her eyes. You stay like that for a while, until her harsh breaths become even, and her eyes close. You fall asleep with her, and when you awake, the rain has stopped. She turns up and smiles at you, telling you that she feels much better.

•••

Later on, as you have Luna and her father join dinner at your house, you feel yourself grow tired, and soon it hurts to move your head. You dismiss yourself to your room, where you lay quietly, beginning to blow your nose every two minutes.

  When the door slowly opens, you find Luna standing there shyly. You wave her in, and she looks down on you with pity.

  "I knew you were going to get sick," she sighs. She climbs on top of you, and settles her self half on you, half on the bed. "I guess we're just... a sick couple."

  "Luna I told you if you kept saying cheesy puns I was breaking up with you," you complain.

  She begins laughing, which make you aswell, and then you start coughing, to where the whole family barges into your room. All laughing like your pain is hilarious.

(A/N) that was so bad wow. I wasn't trying hard I guess. Anyways I'll update again tonight so don't go to sleep yet (unless you live in London or something then you can but YK)