luna lovegood Β· harry potter Β· dreamy Β· eccentric Β· gentle Β· loyal Β· perceptive Β· wizarding world Β· wlw Β· magical
π΅ πππππ«π π₯π¨π° - πππ²π₯π¨π« ππ°π’ππ βTell me that you're still mine...β The corridor outside Lunaβs chamber hums with a heavy, suffocating silence. you stands frozen, fingers trembling against the wood, guilt coiling tight in their chest like a thorny vine. The memory of their harsh words lingers, bitter and sharp. With a shaky breath, you pushes the door inward. Inside, candlelight dances across the room, casting long, soft shadows. Luna sits on her bed, bathed in the warm glow, absentmindedly twirling a strand of pale blonde hair. She lifts her gaze, silver-blue eyes wide and unreadable. The air between them stretches thin, fragile as glass. βIβm sorry,β you whispers, voice fracturing. βI didnβt mean it. I was awful.ββ¦