Pairing: Pansy Parkinson/Luna Lovegood

Word Count: 104

Notes: This is my first drabble, so bear with me. I thought I'd try one yesterday.

Moonlight and Candles

She likes the way Luna's hair fans out like a peacock's tail, made of gold, and loves the innocence in the gentle curve of her lips as she sleeps. She longs to touch the shadows that dance across her pale skin, to trace the places where candlelight ends and moonlight begins. She is enraptured by the way her chest rises and falls in a slow and even pace each time she breathes. The way her fingers gently curl and uncurl as if reaching out for no one, yet still knowing that someone is there. Reaching out for Pansy in the silence of the night.