Luna Lovegood (![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} luna_llena) wrote in ![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} rejuvenated,@ 2008-05-18 01:30:00 |
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Dance of Move In Day
Who: Luna (and Rolf?)
When: Saturday, early afternoon
Where: Luna's new flat, London proper
What: Moving Day
Rating: PG?
Status: Incomplete
Who: Luna (and Rolf?)
When: Saturday, early afternoon
Where: Luna's new flat, London proper
What: Moving Day
Rating: PG?
Status: Incomplete
All her things were in boxes, stacked around her stripped bare bedroom, the brightly colored walls looking almost sad to see her go. Luna patted one wall with her hand, mixed feelings of sadness and excitement threading their way through her. A soft sigh, and she apparated herself and all the boxes into her new flat. It was bright and cheerful, with sunlight streaming in through the many windows. The walls still white, although she would be changing that later. Maybe a nice mural of New Zealand? Hmmm...
With a slow, deep breath, she put her hands on her hips and then burst into dance. Sure there was no music around, and her father had scheduled his day without remembering she was moving that day...but she was finally going to be out on her own! She had never been able to wander around (outside her room) in her underwear, blast her music at high volume (she had placed a silencing spell around the flat the day she had been given the keys) or stock her fridge with all sorts of delicious foods that were bad for her (and meat-free).
She should really start unpacking, but she would just wait for Rolf. Instead she pulled out her muggle radio and set it up on the kitchen counter, twisting the knobs until a song with a fast beat came on, Scissor Sisters she thought it was. Then she returned to her excited Dance of Move In Day, barefoot on the hard wood floor.
With a slow, deep breath, she put her hands on her hips and then burst into dance. Sure there was no music around, and her father had scheduled his day without remembering she was moving that day...but she was finally going to be out on her own! She had never been able to wander around (outside her room) in her underwear, blast her music at high volume (she had placed a silencing spell around the flat the day she had been given the keys) or stock her fridge with all sorts of delicious foods that were bad for her (and meat-free).
She should really start unpacking, but she would just wait for Rolf. Instead she pulled out her muggle radio and set it up on the kitchen counter, twisting the knobs until a song with a fast beat came on, Scissor Sisters she thought it was. Then she returned to her excited Dance of Move In Day, barefoot on the hard wood floor.
"To handcrafted beers made in local breweries,
To yoga, to yogurt, to rice and beans and cheese,
To leather, to dildos, to curried vindaloo,
To huevos rancheros and Maya Angelou"
It was an odd song, but it sounded more upbeat than the lyrics gave away. She did love Muggle musicals.
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