Chapter 12
(How old were they again?? 6?? 8?? im so dumb istg someone tell me please... lets pretend they're 14 yrs old for now..)
[Timeskip, 3 years later] (they're 14 now)
"Haaarrryyyy!"
"Luuunnaaa!"
Luna pouted, "I'm bored!"
The raven rolled his eyes, he wasn't alive to quench his sisters boredom. "Go learn more runes then." Luna groaned and jumped off the bed, startling Harry. "Can you fight with me?" Harry raised an eyebrow and grinned, "Are you sure~?" Luna shivered, she knew she would regret fighting Harry later but right now she was bored.
"Yep! C'mon, let's go to the training room." Harry nodded and the two walked towards the large room they had named the 'training room', its use evident by its name.
Harry stood on one side of the room and Luna on the other, he spelled slightly tight, black clothes onto him, so he could move around easily. Luna frowned and did the same. They both got into fighting stances, one.. two.. three.. go.
Luna ran (fast enough to look like apparation) and closed in on Harry, intent on slashing him with the knife she had quickly accioed (No questions asked on how there were knives on the ground around them).
Harry reacted swiftly, summoning a knife of his own and bringing it up against Luna's knife that was quickly descending on him. He faltered for a few moments, tentative on hurting his sister but quickly ignored it - Luna asked for this.
He slashed the knife at Luna, aiming at her cheek. He was successful at his offense and quickly jumped back, cautious and wildly grinning at Luna, whose ears sharpened, nails extended, and eyes sharpening. "Couldn't handle a slash, moon?" The raven grinned, edging on hysterical and waved his knife around.
Luna growled and lunged for Harry, claws aimed at his eyes. Harry quickly fell to the ground, slid underneath the blonde and brought himself right. At Luna's onslaught, his own eyes sharpened, gills appearing at the side of his head and nails sharp.
He swayed a little, and then suddenly vanished. Luna stood in confusion, where did Harry go?
A light noise from behind her caught her attention and she quickly twisted around to the source, but not fast enough, Harry's (his eyes were scarlet red, startlingly.) hand was in the air, knife held tightly in his hand and he easily stabbed the knife through Luna's shoulder, not deep enough to scar but deep enough to hurt like a bitch.
Luna shrieked and collapsed, clutching her shoulder, how the fuck was he so fast?
Harry's eyes snapped back to his normal avada green colour and he smiled. "Happy now?"
Luna glared and flipped him off. Harry chuckled and crouched to Luna's height, putting a hand over her shoulder. A light blue colour enveloped his hand and Luna's shoulder; the wound leisurely faded away until it was nothing but a light bruise. Luna's eyebrows rose and she gaped, "I didn't know you could do that!"
Harry watched on with surprise, "I didn't know I could either."
The other tilted her head, "Then how'd you know what to do?". He shrugged, "Instinct."
Luna rolled her eyes and stood back up, wobbling slightly and nearly falling if Harry wasn't there to catch her. "You need some more practice, Luna bell." Harry advised and yelped when Luna had swatted his arm. "Hey! I'm trying to help you!"
Luna stuck her tongue out and let go of Harry, thinking she could walk on her own now. She had reached a few steps before falling in exaustion and pain from her shoulder.
Harry laughed and went to help Luna up but scowled playfully when his sister made a move to hit him again. "Oh no you don't! C'mon, I'll get you to your room." Luna nodded and yawned, leaning on Harry.
He smiled and the two walked in the direction of Luna's room, making small banter here and there.