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Lunch with a school friend

February 24th, 2010 (04:13 pm)

current mood: curious

The library didn’t use to make me feel so stuffy, but as I have been spending so much time in here hoping that my researching and reading will inspire something that will work, it has started to feel more like stagnation than inspiration.

I have taken lunches out more often. Sometimes I watch people or pigeons. Today, I decide I would like to eat with a friend. Perhaps Ginny. It has been such a long time since we have eaten together.

I pull out some parchment and write up a note, which I give to one of our company owls.

Hello Ginny,

Would you like to have lunch?


It doesn't take at all to get a reply and I gently rub my finger down the birds chest then take the reply from his leg,


Oh yes. That sounds wonderful. The Leaky in 15 minutes?


I write simply on the back of the parchment, I will be there and give it back to the bird.


Posted by: nm_ginny (nm_ginny)
Posted at: March 1st, 2010 12:21 am (UTC)

Very rarely have I looked forward to a lunch break as I am now. Callum is driving me mad, so the sooner I can get out of here the better. I quickly finish the work on the article I was editing and put the rest of my papers in my file drawer. I lock it then stretch as I stand. I walk over to the door and grab my coat and purse. Once I have my jacket on and my purse over my shoulder I lock the door to my office and walk out of the building.

I get outside and take a few deep breaths of the chilly air and feel myself relaxing. Just getting out of the cramped building usually improves my mood a lot. I get to The Leaky Cauldron, grin, and nod to Tom before I look around and don't spot Luna. Since she isn't here yet I sit at a table that's easy to see from the entrance and drape my coat over my chair, then sit back and wait.

In not long at all, the entrance from Diagon Alley opens and I see Luna walk in, looking around her in a dazed and wide-eyed way that I know is just Luna. Then she spots me and walks my way. She doesn’t have on a coat, but is wearing a bag, which she sets on the seat beside her as she sits down. “Hello. Thank you for eating with me.”

"There's no need to ever thank me for spending time with you, Luna." I chastise softly. "I'm always happy to spend time with you, or with you and Colin, whenever you ask."

“Well, I like to,” she tells me. “Nobody ever did before, you know, and it is such a nice thing. I feel decadent.”

"If it makes you feel better, then I apologise for saying what I did. How have you been? It has been a long time."

“Yes. I’ve been well. Colin and I took a trip to Tanzania. How have you been?”

"I've been good, thanks, Luna. Tell me about Africa?" I ask, then frown slightly, as a waitress comes over. "A butterbeer and a pasty, please." I order then look across the table.

“Stew, please,” Luna orders, “with bread. And some tea.”

The waitress writes it down and nods, then walks away. I lean in closer, "Ok, now tell me all about Africa."

“Oh, it was beautiful,” she answers. “The animals and the land and the mountains were so large and not like anything you ever thought you would see in real life.”

"What do you mean?" I question curiously.

“It’s like something you see in books, but you see them so much only in books that seeing them yourself is amazing. It’s like the books have come to life or you’ve entered into them.”

"I suppose it was kind of like the first time I played Quidditch after watching it for long. It didn't seem real at first."

“I wouldn’t know, myself. I never played. I just watched.”

"You were always good at cheering the Gryffindor team on at school though. I don't think I'll ever forget the lion hat your wore 5th year."

“I wanted to make sure it was loud enough for the players to hear.”

"Oh, we heard it alright." I assure her, and I feel myself start to grin as I remember that game. Merlin, I miss playing Quidditch. I shake the thought out of my head though, "How are the inventions coming, Luna?"

“Oh, well…” She sighs, tilting her head and looking down at the table. “I’m afraid nothing has worked and my imagination isn’t sparking.”

I immediately regret asking and I sit back and clear my throat nervously. I'll let Luna pick the next topic of conversation.

She tilts her head a bit more and looks confused. “Is something the matter? You look uncomfortable.”

"No, it's not that. I just...for once don't know what to talk about. Who would have thought, right? usually I can find something."

“You can think of things to talk about,” she says, smiling. “People can always find things to talk about. They may not be interesting or good or important, but there are always things to talk about. Like what it feels like to squish bare toes in slucky mud.”

"I don't mind that much. Not a fan of the sound it usually makes though." I say with a smile and give our waitress a nod of thanks when she brings over our drinks.

“It does sound funny,” she laughs loudly.

"Luna...you, Colin, and me should go to a Quidditch game sometime." I decide. "We should see my old team, eh? You and Colin could stay in Wales for a weekend if you wanted to. I think you would both like it."

Posted by: nm_ginny (nm_ginny)
Posted at: March 1st, 2010 12:22 am (UTC)
Side laugh

“Oh, yes we should!” she agrees excitedly. “And we could all sit together this time.”

"Yes! It would be wonderful, wouldn't it? I haven't been to a game in so long...I miss it. I'll send an owl to Gwenog when I get home from work and see if she can send me some tickets. She shouldn't have a problem though."

“And I will talk to Colin about it,” Luna promises. “He will be excited and eager too, I should think.”

I smile widely, "It'll be good for us, I think. A few hours to forget everything and just have fun, you know? Maybe it will help you with your inventions somehow. Inspire you."

“Perhaps. You never know what will inspire somebody.”

I nod, "Exactly."

Luna pours herself a cup of tea. “Are you doing well with your job?”

I nod, "Well enough. I like my job, don't get me wrong, but some of my co-workers don't like me. One in particular. He thinks he should have my spot because I'm half his age and woman, so I obviously don't know what I'm doing. But ignoring him...yes, I'm doing well."

She frowns. “Well that’s very short-sighted of him. Age means only so much when it comes to skill. You have the job because you earned it. You did play professional quidditch, after all.”

"I don't think he gives a damn I played Qudditch, to be honest. But it's alright. Let's talk about happier things. How was your birthday? I know you mentioned Africa, but besides that." I question.

“Well, we were in Africa for it,” she tells me. “We went a day earlier than our Love Holiday because it fell on the weekend and Colin only gets so many days holiday from work.”

"Yes, it is hard to get days off, I need to agree with you." I say, then lean back as our food is put down in front of us. I thank the waitress and turn back to Luna, "I have your gift with me, sorry I didn't get it to you sooner."

“Oh! Well, I should say it’s never too late for a gift,” she says and giggles.

"That's what I thought...but it can wait until after we eat." I bite my lip, suddenly nervous that she might not like it, but mentally scold myself for thinking it. Luna isn't one to be picky...she likes whatever anyone gives her.

“Alright. It’s a nice surprise. Thank you.” Luna picks up her fork and looks down at her stew. “I think I’ll make Colin a stew this weekend. I’m going to plant a vegetable garden overtop our house.”

"I bet the fresh vegetables will be delicious too." I offer.

“Daddy and I always had fresh vegetables,” she tells me. “And they were. It’s a bit more difficult up in Scotland, as one must plant these things so earlier in the year, and the soil is so frozen.”

"Oh, yes, valid point. The winters are much harder in Scotland than they are down here. I can see how it would be more difficult."

“Yes, but there are still things we can grow. Tubers, since they’re in the ground.”

I nod at this assessment and take another bite of my food, and once I swallow it, "Either way, I'm sure it's going to be great."

“I do hope so. Then we can save more money for trips.”

"And trips are always fun." I agree.

“Yes. Plus, I want to go on as many trips for Colin as we possibly can,” she tells me, with a sweet smile on her face. “He did want to travel and take pictures. Just because we’re married and settled down, I don’t ever want him to think that he can’t travel and see all the places in the world that he’s wanted to see.”

"That's very sweet, Luna. And I'm sure Colin knows that. I can't really picture either of you holding each other back in any way."

“I don’t think either of us would think the other would, or would want to. But you know, sometimes I worry that he thinks the future that he wished for himself is something he’s moved away from. I can tell his job is hard on him. He wants to capture amazing and beautiful things with his camera, not the scenes of dark and bloody crimes.”

"Yes, I can understand that. It's not much better for Ron and Harry. Or Tonks for that matter. But they find ways to make it through. Having to deal with death is never easy. So, trips abroad can help clear the mind."

“Oh, I don’t think it’s quite like that.” Luna shakes her head. “I think Ron and Harry must have known for quite some time that they would be doing what they are. But in any case, we try to take at least two holidays a year.”

Posted by: nm_ginny (nm_ginny)
Posted at: March 1st, 2010 12:23 am (UTC)
With Luna

I nod, "Ah, yes. Colin didn't plan on working with the MLE's and Aurors. I see. Didn't have time to prepare, I guess? Yes. I would imagine it would be quite shocking. Some of the things he has had to photograph."

“I suppose knowing what you’re going to see and then actually seeing it are quite different.”

"Yes. That's usually how it is. Colin is tough though. He'll be alright. As long as you're there for him. He'll have his good and bad days, of course...but having someone you love to come home to and to talk to and comfort you goes a long way."

“Oh, I will always be there for him if I can be.”

"And that's what counts, isn't it?" I ask.

“Mm-hmm.” She smiles serenely and takes a sip of her tea.

We're quiet for a few minutes while I finish my pasty and drink a little of my butterbeer. I set the bottle down and look at Luna, "I assume Blaise and Neddy are doing well? I haven't seen either of them in a very long time."

“Oh. Well, I assume that Neddy is fine. I haven’t seen him in quite some time. Blaise is fine, though. He and I sometimes have lunch.”

"That's great. I know he's very fond of you."

“And I’m very fond of him,” she tells me. “He’s like my brother. Or I suppose he is, as I never had a brother, by which to compare it.”

"I bet he is." I reply with a grin, "Though probably less protective then the brothers I know and love, right?"

“I’m not sure.” Luna looks curious about this.

I tilt my head to the side slightly, "He's not overprotective like Ron, is he? You've been around Ron enough while we were in school to know that knows no bounds. Not that I don't appreciate it. The boy has helped me out of a lot of shite over the years and I wouldn't have it any other way, really. Or with any of my other brothers."

“I think that Blaise is protective in a way, but I suppose I couldn’t really tell how much, as I don’t think he would want me to see it.”

"I don't think anyone wants to see those they love in trouble or in need of help. Hopefully he'll never see you in that situation, eh?"

“He already has a few times before,” she tells me, “when I was sued.”

I blink, "What? You were sued? Why?"

“Well, I took memories from a person, or had her take the memories herself. Her agent said that I was endangering her.”

"Oh man, I'm sorry that happened." I tell her truthfully, remembering when Luna helped me with my memories. "It all worked out in the end though, yeah?"

“Yes, I should think it worked out for the better. People should be trained in how to do that sort of thing, as the mind can be a fragile thing. It was because of the lawsuit that it has become necessary to pass an exam and receive certification in it.”

I nod in understanding, "So it was worth it in the end." I sit back in my chair and smirk, "Any other big news I should know about that I missed when I was away?"

“None that I can think of,” she replies after a pause. “But perhaps I have forgotten some things.”

"Yes, our minds tend to do that. Well, if you think of something let me know. I missed you a lot when I was playing Quidditch."

“And I missed you,” she says. “I do love having friends. And Colin missed you, too.”

I smile and finish off my butterbeer and look at the time, "I reckon I have a little while before I need to head back to work...what do you want to do?"

“Oh! Do you?” Luna looks extremely pleased…well, for Luna. “That’s lovely. Well, you know, I don’t really know.”

"Unfortunately I only get an hour for lunch, but yeah, I have some time. Maybe we can walk down Diagon a bit?" I suggest.

“Perhaps we can look for clothes,” she suggests with a smile. “People talk about doing it with friends and I never have.”

"Absolutely!" I reply as I leave some money on the table to cover my lunch, then stand, put on my jacket, and hold out my arm for Luna to take.

Luna puts down her money and takes my arm, looking a little curious about it.

Posted by: nm_ginny (nm_ginny)
Posted at: March 1st, 2010 12:24 am (UTC)
Trying not to laugh

I carefully lead Luna out of The Leaky Cauldron, grinning slightly at her face, but don't comment on it. Once outside I look up and down the alley and decide we can stop at a store not far from here. Before we enter the building however I use my free hand to dig through my purse and hand Luna her wrapped gift, "Happy birthday late, Luna."

She looks a little surprised by this, or a little more surprised than she always looks, and opens the wrapping with her arm still in mine. When she pulls it back and sees the album, and then opens it and sees the pictures inside, all of her and me in Hogwarts and after, she says excitedly, “Oh, that is lovely! Thank you very much.”

"No need to thank me. I couldn't forget your birthday, could I?" I ask, giving her a one armed hug then open the door for her so she can step inside.

“Some do,” she replies. “Of course there is always so much happening when it is, I suppose people just get a little mixed up. I don’t mind, though.”

"I suppose being around Valentines Day can do that." I agree as I move some clothes around on a rack. "Luckily something I don't need to worry about."

Luna tilts her head. “Why is that lucky? I would think people would want to have somebody to celebrate the holiday of love.”

I shake my head, "Oh! No, no, that's not what I meant. I meant my birthday not being around any other holidays." I clarify.

“Oh.” She looks up at the ceiling, thinking. “Yes, I suppose then you don’t.”

I nod and continue looking and hold up a shirt for Luna to see, "What do you think?"

Posted by: Luna Creevey (nm_luna)
Posted at: March 1st, 2010 12:33 am (UTC)
Innocent Luna

So this is what it’s like to shop with a friend. I do enjoy shopping with Colin, but it is a bit different, since we are married so it is a bit more like it’s for both of us, rather than helping shop for each other.

“What do I think for me or for you?”


I tilt my head and look at it, wondering what I do think. “I think a mossier green would look better, perhaps, for you. It is a pretty green, though.”

"Ah, yeah, I reckon you're right. It doesn't go well with my hair colour, does it? Thanks for the advice." Ginny says, then puts the shirt back and holds up a dark red one for me, "Here. I bet this would look lovely on you, Luna."

“Do you think it would? I never really wore red before. I don’t know.” I hold it up to myself and look down at the colour. It is quite pretty.

"Oh, absolutely! You look very nice indeed." She assures me.

We spend a little time, picking clothing off racks and comparing them. I would ask her opinion on frillies, but we haven’t much time. I usually spend more time picking them out than regular clothing.

Ginny looks at her watch and frowns, "I'm going to pay for this, then I should head back to work."

“Oh, I suppose so. I liked lunch with you.”

She nods and mentions she liked it too and heads to the counter to pay for a shirt I helped her with. She comes back and shrinks the back so it can fit into her purse then looks at me and holds out her arms to give me a hug, "Feel free to owl or stop by anytime, yeah?"

“Perhaps we could do it often,” I suggest, putting my arms around her.

"I'd really like that a lot." She confirms. "To see you more. Maybe sometimes you can bring Colin?"

“Oh, he’d like that,” I smile. “When do you suppose we could do that?”

"I'm free any day for lunch...so whichever works best for you, perhaps? Though if we do it on the weekends I'll have longer than an hour."

“And Colin would have work off,” I consider.

She nods and steps out of the way for someone rushing down the Alley. "Perhaps we could have a lunch day for just us and then a lunch day for you, Colin, and me?"

“For just us? Like today?”

"Yeah? I mean, why not? I need to be around witches more or I'll go mad. I have way too many wizards in my life. I need to get you to meet my friend Trista too. I reckon you two would get along really well. Ron's girlfriend Marley as well. Oh! And my sister-in-law Megan would like you too. She was in the DA with us."

“I think I met a Trista,” I muse. “It sounds like raindrops.”

"Did you? She's Irish. And blonde. Really blue eyes. If you met though, that's good. You got along?"

“I think so. She did seem very sad.”

Ginny looks at me quickly and twirls some hair around her finger, "Oh." She says, then sighs and purses her lip together. "Before you ask...I don't want to talk about it. Thank you though."

That is a little confusing. I didn’t know that I was going to ask anything. Now I wonder what it is that she doesn’t want to talk about, but as she doesn’t wish to talk about it, I suppose I won’t find out.

"How are your pets?" Ginny asks after a few moments of silence between us.

“They’re fine,” I answer. Maybe Ginny knows why Trista was sad. “Peleira sleeps with Tripod sometimes now.”

"Does she? That's wonderful." She tells me then lifts her arm and points, "And it looks like we're here. I'll owl you soon and see if we can figure out when to get together next, ok?"

“Yes, that sounds lovely,” I answer and put my arms around her. “Thank you for meeting me for lunch.”

She hugs me back tightly and nods, "Of course! Thanks for inviting me."

“You are definitely welcome.” I smile at her as she steps back. “I will see you soon.”

"Yes you will." Ginny assures me then waves and runs up the steps into The Daily Prophet building.

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