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Ginny falls to her knees in the mud at Luna's side, hands shaking in time with the chaos going on around them as she clutches at Luna's shoulders. She doesn't know who hit Luna, or what they hit her with. It doesn't matter to the blood crawling past Luna's lips anyway.
Hope sparks hot in Ginny's chest as a light comes to life in Luna's eyes that wasn't there before. Then Luna smiles right past her, shining that flickering light into the sky, and whispers, "Mother."
Despite herself, Ginny looks up. Only a skeletal, winged horse flies over her head.