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Category:
Harry Potter › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
100
Views:
10,609
Reviews:
52
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Red
Title: Red
Author: ianthe_waiting
Rating: T
Disclaimer: The Harry Potter books and their characters are the property of JK Rowling. This is a work of fan-fiction. No infringement is intended, and no money is being made from this story. I am just borrowing the puppets, but this is my stage.
Genre: Drabble
Warnings: None…not really
Summary: #17 – Red. Luna thought ‘red’ was overkill.
Word Count: 724 words.
Author's Notes: Drabble: a slice of fic in less than 1500 words. A little bit of friendly advice ala Luna.
Prompt 17 – Red
The curtain flew back with a metallic hiss of rings on the cross bar, and Ginny Potter stepped out with as much bravado as she could muster. Sashaying into the dressing room, she planted her palms on her slim hips, standing akimbo before her audience. Ginny’s audience was hidden behind a book…Karl Shuker’s ‘The Beasts that Hide from Man.’
“Luna!”
Luna Scamander dropped her book in her lap, large blue eyes passively scanning her friend from head to toe. It took Luna a few moments to realize what Ginny was wearing…red fishnet stockings with suspender belts…gold Snitches tied in with the small lace bows…red knickers that left almost nothing to the imagination, and a red bustier that pushed Ginny’s pert breast nearly to her throat.
It was lingerie.
Luna sighed softly, her eyes hurting from the sheer amount of red before her eyes…it did not help matters that Ginny’s long hair was also nearly as red as what she wore…or what little she wore.
“Well? What do you think?” Ginny asked with a hint of irritation in her voice.
Luna stared blankly at the golden Snitches.
“Overkill.”
Ginny’s face reddened, and with a huff, she turned and stomped back into the dressing cubicle, pulling the dark blue velvet curtain with a growl. Luna stared at the curtain for a long while before returning to her book.
Ginny had asked Luna’s advice…Luna had given it. However, something had gotten lost in the translation, Luna realized, as she found herself sitting in an upscale lingerie shop in Wizarding Paris. A ‘day for the girls’ had ended up being a weekend in Paris. Ginny had nearly begged for ‘another woman’s’ advice, and Luna knew that her old friend must have been desperate if she wanted Luna Scamander’s advice.
‘Harry hasn’t touched me since little Jaime was born…what should I do?’ was basically what Ginny had asked Luna days before.
Luna had had her boys two years previous, and she and Rolf had been delighted to begin a family. Luna supposed it was because she was Ginny’s old friend, who had also married and had children…perhaps Ginny considered her a kindred spirit…Luna was not exactly sure. However, when Ginny asked her what she should do in order to rekindle Harry Potter’s interest in his wife…in the bedroom…Luna suggested doing something ‘different.’
“It doesn’t have to be clothes, or a new hairstyle…it can be something simple,” Luna had said.
Somehow, Luna’s words had been translated by Ginny as buying sexy lingerie in Paris.
The curtain opened again…and Luna…blinked.
Ginny was wearing a red peignoir over another sheer red babydoll…and no knickers. Luna wondered if she should avert her eyes.
“Well?” Ginny asked again, turning in a circle.
Luna wondered if she should laugh at the way the chiffon was floating on the air…it was pretty…but…
“Why red?”
Ginny stood again, arms akimbo...
“It’s Harry’s favourite colour.”
Luna said nothing for a long while, trying not to stare at her friend’s visible body parts. She was considering her words carefully, her book sliding into her lap again.
“You should just talk to him, Ginny.”
Ginny frowned. “What do you mean?”
Luna grasped her book so it would not slide into the floor, and then decided to focus her eyes upon the lovely blue velvet curtains of the dressing room…she really did think it was a lovely shade.
“Tell Harry that you miss him…”
“But I see him everyday!”
Luna wanted to sigh. After Lysander and Lorcan were born, Rolf had been hesitant to be affectionate in the bedroom. Rolf had been clueless as it what to do after Luna had birthed two beautiful boys…Rolf was not sure how to be a husband anymore, just when he had learned how to be a father.
And Luna said this aloud…fascinated at the way the recessed lighting of the fancy Parisian boutique fell over the nap of the blue velvet.
“Harry is surely feeling the same way. He loves you, there is no doubt in that, he just needs to be reminded that you are not just the mother of his heir…but his wife…and his wife has needs…”
Ginny stared at Luna…mouth slightly agape, her hands sliding from her hips to cover her visible parts…
“And, I think red is not the best colour on you, you should try blue…”
And Luna smiled.
Author: ianthe_waiting
Rating: T
Disclaimer: The Harry Potter books and their characters are the property of JK Rowling. This is a work of fan-fiction. No infringement is intended, and no money is being made from this story. I am just borrowing the puppets, but this is my stage.
Genre: Drabble
Warnings: None…not really
Summary: #17 – Red. Luna thought ‘red’ was overkill.
Word Count: 724 words.
Author's Notes: Drabble: a slice of fic in less than 1500 words. A little bit of friendly advice ala Luna.
Prompt 17 – Red
The curtain flew back with a metallic hiss of rings on the cross bar, and Ginny Potter stepped out with as much bravado as she could muster. Sashaying into the dressing room, she planted her palms on her slim hips, standing akimbo before her audience. Ginny’s audience was hidden behind a book…Karl Shuker’s ‘The Beasts that Hide from Man.’
“Luna!”
Luna Scamander dropped her book in her lap, large blue eyes passively scanning her friend from head to toe. It took Luna a few moments to realize what Ginny was wearing…red fishnet stockings with suspender belts…gold Snitches tied in with the small lace bows…red knickers that left almost nothing to the imagination, and a red bustier that pushed Ginny’s pert breast nearly to her throat.
It was lingerie.
Luna sighed softly, her eyes hurting from the sheer amount of red before her eyes…it did not help matters that Ginny’s long hair was also nearly as red as what she wore…or what little she wore.
“Well? What do you think?” Ginny asked with a hint of irritation in her voice.
Luna stared blankly at the golden Snitches.
“Overkill.”
Ginny’s face reddened, and with a huff, she turned and stomped back into the dressing cubicle, pulling the dark blue velvet curtain with a growl. Luna stared at the curtain for a long while before returning to her book.
Ginny had asked Luna’s advice…Luna had given it. However, something had gotten lost in the translation, Luna realized, as she found herself sitting in an upscale lingerie shop in Wizarding Paris. A ‘day for the girls’ had ended up being a weekend in Paris. Ginny had nearly begged for ‘another woman’s’ advice, and Luna knew that her old friend must have been desperate if she wanted Luna Scamander’s advice.
‘Harry hasn’t touched me since little Jaime was born…what should I do?’ was basically what Ginny had asked Luna days before.
Luna had had her boys two years previous, and she and Rolf had been delighted to begin a family. Luna supposed it was because she was Ginny’s old friend, who had also married and had children…perhaps Ginny considered her a kindred spirit…Luna was not exactly sure. However, when Ginny asked her what she should do in order to rekindle Harry Potter’s interest in his wife…in the bedroom…Luna suggested doing something ‘different.’
“It doesn’t have to be clothes, or a new hairstyle…it can be something simple,” Luna had said.
Somehow, Luna’s words had been translated by Ginny as buying sexy lingerie in Paris.
The curtain opened again…and Luna…blinked.
Ginny was wearing a red peignoir over another sheer red babydoll…and no knickers. Luna wondered if she should avert her eyes.
“Well?” Ginny asked again, turning in a circle.
Luna wondered if she should laugh at the way the chiffon was floating on the air…it was pretty…but…
“Why red?”
Ginny stood again, arms akimbo...
“It’s Harry’s favourite colour.”
Luna said nothing for a long while, trying not to stare at her friend’s visible body parts. She was considering her words carefully, her book sliding into her lap again.
“You should just talk to him, Ginny.”
Ginny frowned. “What do you mean?”
Luna grasped her book so it would not slide into the floor, and then decided to focus her eyes upon the lovely blue velvet curtains of the dressing room…she really did think it was a lovely shade.
“Tell Harry that you miss him…”
“But I see him everyday!”
Luna wanted to sigh. After Lysander and Lorcan were born, Rolf had been hesitant to be affectionate in the bedroom. Rolf had been clueless as it what to do after Luna had birthed two beautiful boys…Rolf was not sure how to be a husband anymore, just when he had learned how to be a father.
And Luna said this aloud…fascinated at the way the recessed lighting of the fancy Parisian boutique fell over the nap of the blue velvet.
“Harry is surely feeling the same way. He loves you, there is no doubt in that, he just needs to be reminded that you are not just the mother of his heir…but his wife…and his wife has needs…”
Ginny stared at Luna…mouth slightly agape, her hands sliding from her hips to cover her visible parts…
“And, I think red is not the best colour on you, you should try blue…”
And Luna smiled.