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things you said when you were crying, harry x luna, requested by anonymous

Harry wasn’t sure what time it was when he gave up on getting to sleep. Getting up, he crept past the still forms of Ron and Hermione, both of whom had practically passed out, exhausted, as soon as they had lain down, and out into the hallway.

The air was filled with a kind of hush; not quite silent, with the distant sound of the sea breaking against the shore outside, but quiet, like the world was holding its breath. Shell Cottage seemed smaller in the darkness somehow, the walls closing in, oppressive, out of the blackness.  

The stairs creaked quietly under Harry’s feet as he tip-toed down to the living room with some vague, half-formed idea of going for a walk. He paused at the bottom, listening for any sounds of movement in case he had woken anyone, but nothing came.

But as he entered the living room itself he realised he wasn’t the only one awake. A figure was huddled in one corner, silhouette picked out by the moonlight coming through the window. Harry stopped, startled, then frowned and whispered, “Luna?”

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