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12 July 2006 @ 11:54 pm
"I Dream" Ginny/Luna, PG  
Title: I Dream
Ship: Ginny/Luna
Rating: PG
Word Count: 375
Warnings: references to the Beatles and Pink Floyd
Summary: I touch your skin and you bend to my hands.


"come on you target for far away laughter/come on you stranger, you legend, you martyr, and shine" -Pink Floyd

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I wish you were stronger so you could fight for yourself. I'm not as strong as you think I am--I would never tell you that. I like you depending on me. I like you, the purr of your breath in my ear, the sight of you with your hair spread across your face and breasts because you've grown it so long.

Sometimes I dream of you fighting like we did in the war, before we all fell into the secrets we are bound to now. Now we're tired, fallen into the grooves of routine like the needle in the records my father brought home from work when I was younger. When I still believed in magic the way you wish I would now. But it's all so pretend now, no one is left. The schools are empty of children and the teachers stink of gin. The air is thin and the rooms of Hogwarts smell of loss and surrender. Magic is no longer the ancient thing you remember it to be. It is cold and it is fading so quickly, it slips through my fingers the way my brothers did, and someday you will know this.

I touch your skin and you bend to my hands. All over you is the trace of the savages we have become when no one is watching, my fingernails have drawn deep red lines on your back. You whimper and cry in ways you never did before, before the records stopped playing but the needle kept dragging through the vinyl. Did I stop listening? You say I did, you say you hear the music, but it is only Martha below us. She sings in the morning, off-key and to no one but her cats. You like her music, sometimes it is a song you know, and you want to go to her and tell her to sing louder so all of Paris can hear.

But you can't.

No one must know we are here.

Don't open the blinds. You're too weak to stand now, your face is pale but you still laugh, you laugh and shine, crazy diamond.

Martha sings to the moon as I paint your skin with the lines that claim you for me.

fin
 
 
 
i dance in the rainistalksnape on July 13th, 2006 08:22 am (UTC)
I really need to become more of a Pink Floyd & Beatles fan. I am useless.

On the other hand, I do much like this. *is not coherent due to cold medication* Plz to be ignoring bad grammar in this comment.


The schools are empty of children and the teachers stink of gin. The air is thin and the rooms of Hogwarts smell of loss and surrender. Magic is no longer the ancient thing you remember it to be. It is cold and it is fading so quickly, it slips through my fingers the way my brothers did, and someday you will know this.

These sorts of descriptions always get me, because it is so raw and aching. Guh. I srsly just love those descriptions. Write more, kthnx.

♥ I am so glad you are back. *cling*
i feel real weird for you: i feel happy!mondayagain on July 13th, 2006 04:01 pm (UTC)
*FLAIL*

You are the kindest and most awesome reviewer ever. ♥
i dance in the rain: random - jake gyllenhaal - winkistalksnape on July 13th, 2006 11:40 pm (UTC)
I review because you rock. ♥
i feel real weird for youmondayagain on July 14th, 2006 01:03 am (UTC)
you rock more, kthx. ♥
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i feel real weird for youmondayagain on July 13th, 2006 04:03 pm (UTC)
You are too kind! Yes, it is Ginny speaking, though when this fic began I had a Harry/Ginny piece in mind, but the words didn't seem to want to come from Harry's mind.

Thank you for the wonderful review here, I am absolutely flattered you read this even though you don't normally even read drabbles. Thank you for taking the time to look at my work, even.
damsel in a diaphanous dress: talk then of love and that soontuesdaymorn on July 13th, 2006 01:05 pm (UTC)
You've packed so much into so few words and I like it, I really really like it. Especially these sentences:

Magic is no longer the ancient thing you remember it to be. It is cold and it is fading so quickly, it slips through my fingers the way my brothers did, and someday you will know this.

but also the image of the needle in the record, the references to music and singing, and the mystery of No one must know we are here. which I'm intrigued by. This is a really lovely piece - sad, but beautiful. ♥
i feel real weird for you: music is my boyfriendmondayagain on July 13th, 2006 04:07 pm (UTC)
:D

I'm very big on music, it's a very big thing in my family and to me, so I always try to put in music in a fic. In tribute to Pink Floyd, I put in the "crazy diamond" line, because I feel that is what Luna has become in this piece--she is beautiful, but she is not all that she once was, she is no longer the "diamond" she used to be. She's a crazy diamond. A target for far away laughter.

Thank you so much for taking time to read and review!
melusine07 on July 13th, 2006 01:29 pm (UTC)
so beautiful, and so sad...
i feel real weird for youmondayagain on July 13th, 2006 04:08 pm (UTC)
:3

Thank you so much.
yaminokurisu on July 13th, 2006 03:37 pm (UTC)
Oh wow. I just adore Pink Floyd and love the references you made. And I also adore this pairing.

The descriptions that you made... the feelings you conveyed... this was just wow.

I hope there's more where that came from! :DD
i feel real weird for youmondayagain on July 13th, 2006 04:09 pm (UTC)
I'm glad someone caught the references, even if I did state they were there! I was worried they'd be too hidden, something only I'd catch.

Thankyouthankyouthankyou. Merci beaucoup. ♥
BK: The Enabler: ( london ) wanna take my time for mequidditchkiss on July 13th, 2006 03:58 pm (UTC)
Don't open the blinds. You're too weak to stand now, your face is pale but you still laugh, you laugh and shine, crazy diamond.

Spectacular. This makes me want to mellow out to Pink Floyd and just drift someplace.

You have a way with words.
i feel real weird for you: everybody's gotta learn sometimesmondayagain on July 13th, 2006 04:11 pm (UTC)
Pink Floyd just takes me somewhere else, and I just had to write this.

You have a way with words.

Thank you so much. Thank you--thank you immensely. ♥
Alexandraalexandramuses on July 15th, 2006 12:08 pm (UTC)
It's beautiful. I don't get all the references, but it's beautiful. This especially:

The schools are empty of children and the teachers stink of gin. The air is thin and the rooms of Hogwarts smell of loss and surrender.
i feel real weird for youmondayagain on July 17th, 2006 05:36 am (UTC)
Thank you so much! Actually, that line contains a reference--the Beatles one. I just slipped in a few lines from songs. ^^

I'm glad you enjoyed it! :D
Velutvelutfortuna on July 24th, 2006 02:37 am (UTC)
I love the tone in this piece; the center stage of their relationship, against the backdrop of the sadness and hopelessness. Beautiful job!
i feel real weird for youmondayagain on July 24th, 2006 08:00 pm (UTC)
thank you so much!
Zenduckcrimsonwhisper on July 3rd, 2007 06:40 pm (UTC)
Hmm the kinda description that leaves you raw and achey, and wanting more. Good job.
i feel real weird for youmondayagain on November 25th, 2007 07:04 am (UTC)
Thank you so much =))