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Madam Pomfrey says she's quite sure now that my Daddy will live.

~~if you had looked for him, only looked for him, he wouldn't have suffered so much~~

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From:

alt_luna

Thank you for spelling me sitting with him. I think he's so much calmer when you're nearby. Perhaps a tiny part of him remembers you. At least a little.

Oh, I wish he remembered me.

From:

alt_molly

Perhaps his head will clear a little, Luna dear, when he's less exhausted and is feeling better physically. I think Madam Pomfrey would agree that we won't have a true picture of his mental state until he's had more of a chance to recover.

From:

alt_luna

I hope so.

From:

alt_molly

And I'm happy to sit with him. You know if there was anything I could do to help either of you, I wouldn't hesitate to do it.

From:

alt_luna

Oh...

There is something you might be able to help me with.

This is a little embarrassing, but you see

When the moon came close, I can't bear the touch of clothing. At least I couldn't last month. I tore them all off me. And then the next morning I was just mortified, because Terry had been with me all night. Well, he said that as the Professor, he didn't notice that sort of thing, only I don't know whether it's true, or whether he was just trying to spare my feelings.

Do you think we could make something for me to wear, something close-fitting but really extra soft? Or fix it somehow so I wouldn't take it off?

I just thought, well, you know so many charms.

I suppose it's silly to quibble or complain when I should be grateful that I'm not transforming.

From:

alt_molly

Oh, Luna. Of course it isn't silly. Naturally you don't want to be--

Well, I entirely understand.

Let's put our heads together tonight, shall we? Perhaps there are some charms that might help. A notice-me-not spell woven into the fabric, or one that makes the clothing so light that it rests on a cushion of air about the skin.

Come find me at dinner, why don't you?

From:

alt_luna

I'm sorry I cried so much last night. If your shoulders were sponges, they would have soaked up a gallon of tears.

I keep looking at the sketch portrait you did of me, and it's

I don't know

It's so beautiful. I'm not used to thinking of myself as beautiful. And it's comforting

Is that really how you see me? truly?

From:

alt_kingsley

I will gladly provide my shoulders whenever they're needed. They needed some watering anyhow. Dry shoulders are the absolute worst.

It's beautiful because you are. You're ethereal and mysterious and intoxicating and interesting and wonderfully different and you make the room light up when you walk in and your smile makes me go wobbly, and if I'm not careful, I'll start sounding like Linus, only because I'm so utterly besotted with you, Luna Lovegood, and I think you're absolutely magnificent.

I'm glad you liked it.

I'm glad your father's still alive, too.

The rest of it, we'll handle as it comes along. Together, yeah?

From:

alt_luna

I've picked up my quill and it's been poised over my journal, but I've been twiddling it between my fingers for fifteen minutes, wondering what to say back to you. I won't insult you or hurt you by telling you you're wrong about me. But I don't

I can't

Right now I can't think very far ahead. Just till the full moon, two days for now. Perhaps it will easier to think of the future with time.

Oh, please do stop by. I have a beastly headache again, and I honestly could use a cuddle again.

From:

alt_kingsley

Of course.

From:

alt_luna

It's not quite so bad this month. I still feel fretful, and I've cried oceans today, but I suppose finding Daddy might be the reason for that. I'm not as irritable as last month, either.

And I'm not so frightened.

Mr Lupin's tea helps. I think Colin has poured pots of it down my throat in the last couple of days.

I'm not craving meat this month. Instead, my appetite has gone completely off; I don't want to eat anything. My skin is starting to have that same sensitivity again, though. I've switched to wearing my oldest and softest clothes, and I'll probably spend all day tomorrow in my pyjamas. Colin told me he noticed that I startle much more easily.

Let's see, what else.

Oh! Colin and I have been sketching almost every day for the past week. I do it when I'm talking to him, or when he's telling me stories, so I'm not thinking while I'm doing it. He pointed out that my sketches have started looking quite different from my usual style over the last day or two. Shorter, thicker lines, more jagged edges, more shadows. I hadn't even noticed it until he pointed it out, but it's true. Anyway, he suggested I might continue sketching up to and just after the full moon, and showing the sketches to you. I asked him why, and he said that it might give you clues about hand-eye coordination, and mood, and...I don't know. He thought it just might be useful.

I think he just wants something to be useful.

So anyway, I'm saving the sketches, and dating them, and putting them aside.

Did you...do you think there might be a potion I can try this time? Or will I just have to use the tea and learn to bear the whole thing?

From:

alt_poppy

I would very much like to see the sketches. Interesting, indeed.

As for potions, there is one I believe we should try, beginning tomorrow evening. Something to help with the anxiousness and agitation.

For tonight, though, I'll be along in a few minutes with something to help soothe your skin sensitivity, and if you're wishing for a sleep aid, we'll weigh the possibility, but on the whole, I believe it would be better if we avoided that.