| Heir to Nothing but Herself |
|Summary||It was not Harry’s heroism, Ron’s desperation, her mother’s love, or her brothers’ toilet seat humor that brought her back (though the toilet seat helped). Ginny breathed deep at night. She wept. She remembered how to rage. She snuck out at night and stole each of her brothers’ brooms in turn. She took to the skies and brought herself back to life.|
| Scattering Blooms at Her Watery Grave |
|Summary||Luna wore her self on her sleeve, sure enough, all she was and wanted to be on display for a scornful world, but she kept her heart close. Luna described others' kindnesses, over a loud speaker or in a whisper, with a tone of mild surprise.
Ginny, who had a dark she never asked for in her chest and basilisk venom in her invisible scars, appreciated that Luna didn’t expect anything from her, except an ear, sometimes, a hand, an adventure.
Three boys called Luna "Loony" in the Great Hall and flicked peas at her. Ginny rose to a modest height and a towering rage and felt like a worthy lioness for the first time since the Chamber.