- not to get stuck on this point, but very much swol athlete Ginny and accidentally walking into walls Luna
- but also intrepid explorer Luna and starstruck Ginny
- but also them bonding about shared history, shared traumas
- i think also a little of Ginny and a need for separation from the hugeness of the Weasley family and finding somewhere quiet and private with Luna
- but also sometimes hosting all the friends and family they know for giant absurd blowouts like some Nargle-related ritual Luna insists on
- Luna never quite ~getting Quidditch and them inventing a game they play with rules no one else can follow that Luna explains as if it’s totally obvious
- Ginny retiring from being a professional athlete to write for the Prophet and the odd argument that erupts about rival publications and spying
- Luna’s unfailingly successful column about sports that she does not get at all, just utter dada-ist nonsense in best Luna form
- Ginny grieving for her lost family/friends and a little at loose ends because nothing seems to work and even George seems better equipped with his sadness than she does but then Luna teaches her this beautiful, absurd ritual that she does for lost ones and it involves a lot of things that look crazy from the outside, exactly the sort of thing that got Luna her “looney” nickname, but it just works for Ginny, it actually works and she can breathe again
- Luna on long explorations of far-off places where she can’t really Floo much less come back for a weekend visit and Ginny getting slowly grouchier and she gets whatever the equivalent of being in the penalty box for excessive violence a little too often but it happens regularly and everyone knows when it’s happening but it also means everyone is so damn happy to see Luna when she gets back
- Ginny at cocktail parties for book publishers when Luna’s latest book about such-and-such a place and such-and-such a creature that Luna encountered
- Ginny arm wrestling at the pub
ALSO upon further reflection
let’s all spend a moment imagining Luna in a sort of Luna-flavored mashup of Indiana Jones and Lara Croft. Like. This is a very specific mental place I’m directing you towards so:
- unexpected strong
- but more like very, very lithe and also refuses all weapons because that’s mean
- that special brand of her calm, cool “this will all work out” but while facing a tiger
- out of the side of her mouth to local guide, “is this a Muggle tiger?”
- guide, visibly shaking with fear, “i don’t know what that means”
- luna nods and does an intense eye contact with the tiger who then just fucking leaves
- luna meditating on the top of a very tall tree to try to encourage a very rare magical creature about the size of a fist that has green spikes and an incredibly potent skunk-like smell to come hang out with her
- luna who is the human embodiment of Humans Will Pet The Thing
- luna who Takes An Interest in every wild folklore or tiny sad creature
- but also at the same time luna who comes back to london and follows a pigeon across town because it has such fascinating markings
- when told “it’s just a pigeon” gives a lecture about rock doves and urban compatability
- but also a luna who absolutely does not back down from things ten times her size that are monsters and definitely guarding some kind of cursed treasure and a luna who breaks the curse and finds a very distressed kitten under all that dark magic