Stories by hollyentirely

"They were all of them much too used to death by now-for even with their over exposure to Death's cold hand, none of them had ever thought it would touch Luna in a way that was so very, very regular. She was crying." A snapshot of Xenophilius' passing.

What it means to move on, grow up and avoid being turned into a canary. A brief novella outlining the year(s) after the Final Battle, and how Harry and Ginny navigate through the awkward.