He's Mine

Don't Take My Man

Luna looked in disbelief at the scrap of paper in her hand. It had come out of the pocket of Harry Potter's work trousers. It said, Harry, I had a wonderful time last night. We should do it more often! Same time next week? Owl me! Love, Ginny. Luna felt her eyes tear over.

Ginny, Ginny, Ginny, Ginny,

I'm begging of you, please don't take my man

Ginny, Ginny, Ginny, Ginny,

Please don't take him just because you can

Luna pictured Ginny. Long locks of fiery red hair, green eyes that were such a close match to Harry's own. Luna knew that she was pretty, but when it came to Ginny, Luna was a shadow. Ginny shined with a confidant radiance, which was one thing Luna didn't have. She constantly doubted herself and her looks.

Your beauty is beyond compare

With flaming locks of auburn hair

With ivory skin and eyes of emerald green

Your smile is like a breath of spring

Your voice is soft like summer rain

And I cannot compete with you, Ginny

Luna thought about Harry. This explained a lot of his peculiar behaviour recently. He'd taken to calling out to Ginny in his sleep. When Luna woke him up and asked him what was wrong, he said he'd been dreaming about his second year when Ginny was possessed by Voldemort. Luna felt the gathering tears begin to drip down her cheeks steadily.

He talks about you in his sleep

And there's nothing I can do to keep

From crying when he calls your name, Ginny

But I can easily understand

How you could easily take my man

But you don't know what he means to me, Ginny

Picturing what Ginny was talking about in this note, Luna began to sob, sinking to the floor with Harry's trousers and the note still clutched in her hands.

Ginny, Ginny, Ginny, Ginny,

I'm begging of you, please don't take my man

Ginny, Ginny, Ginny, Ginny,

Please don't take him just because you can

It's not fair. Luna thought viciously. Ginny could have any man she wanted. Men were constantly running around her like lovesick puppies, doing her bidding and hoping to get her in bed. Why did she have to pick my love of all people? I've never done anything to her. Luna dropped the trousers to the floor as she heard the familiar pop sound through the house. Harry was home. Luna wiped her eyes and headed for the foyer to meet her husband. "Hey Luna," Harry greeted her, giving her a kiss. Is it my imagination or do I smell Ginny's perfume on him?" Luna thought suspiciously, sniffing a bit. Harry pulled back and noticed Luna's red eyes. "Honey, are you o.k.? Your eyes are red." Luna hesitated, and then said, "I got a little soap in my eyes. I'll be fine."

You could have your choice of men

But I could never love again

He's the only one for me, Ginny

I had to have this talk with you

My happiness depends on you

And whatever you decide to do, Ginny

Luna followed Harry into his office, loving the way he walked, listening intently as he described his day at work. He may have cheated on me, but I love him. I won't let anything come between us, not even Ginerva Laurette Weasley. Luna thought ferociously. I can be as exciting as her. Watch me. Luna wrapped her arms around Harry's stomach from behind. When he turned around, Luna pressed her lips against his passionately, slipping her tongue between his lips, which were open in surprise. Soon his tongue joined hers, and after a few more moments of kissing, Harry picked the petite woman up and brought her to the bedroom. Take that Ginny Weasley! Luna cheered herself. That was her last clear thought as she proved to Harry that he didn't need Ginny for excitement. He had his wife for that.

Ginny, Ginny, Ginny, Ginny,

I'm begging of you, please don't take my man

Ginny, Ginny, Ginny, Ginny,

Please don't take him even though you can

Ginny, Ginny.