I know what people call me behind my back and even to my face. 'Loony' Lovegood. Honestly, I don't mind.
They think I don't notice how their conversations cease when I'm around. But I do. And I don't mind.
I'll happily be 'Loony' Luna Lovegood till the end of my days. I have one great friend after all. Her names Ginny Weasley and she isn't haunted.
These thoughts race through my mind as I pass the portrait out of Ravenclaw Common room. I'd rather have my thoughts alone. I must be Loony though.
It seems as though I'm the only one in my family haunted by my mother. The only one who relives that moment every time I'm not being 'Loony'. I was told not to blame myself. "How can you have stopped her Luna? Your only nine!"
I couldn't have done anything but that doesn't stop those thoughts.
I stepped out of the castle and onto the dewy grass. I loved the feel of nature so I don't wear shoes, another reason I'm 'Loony'.
I closed my eyes and allowed my feet to lead me where they please. They stopped. I sat down and dipped my feet into the lake, watching the Giant Squid swim by with my now open eyes. The iciness didn't even break my train of thoughts.
"Mum, I'm sorry." The branches behind me rustled slightly and I turned around. No one is there, as always. Another reason I'm, 'Loony'.
"Why mum?" No one answered back as expected. Just me, the squid, and the feeling that haunts me.
It has been three years, I'm in my second now, and yet in silence she still haunts my thoughts.
Where Crumpled- Horned Snorklacks were in my thoughts, her voice now is. My thoughts are haunted by her death. I can still smell her charred skin as though it was happening. Again.
The sickening smell of burnt flesh had mixed with river rose oil. One of the many ingredients that had taken her from me. A scent I once loved now haunts me as well. Many things haunt me when my mind is allowed to wander.
Wander, like I am right now. Wandering away from the lake.
Loony. People thought she was a bit off as well. I guess it runs in the family. Maybe she was haunted by her thoughts as well. May be if I could hide like the brother from 'Tales of Beedle the Bard'. Hide from the haunting emotions.
Or maybe I could climb atop a Threstle and be gone. Out run these thoughts.
"Hey Luna!" I turn to see red hair. "What are you doing!? It's raining out!" She pulled me over to huddle under her thick cloak.
"I hadn't noticed." To caught up in my thoughts.
"Her again?" Ginny knows. She understands. That's why shes my best friend. I nodded and feel her arms pull me to her in a hug.
"Tell me about these Nargles. They live in mistletoe right?" Her voice held no taunting humor. Only compassion and a sliver of interest.
"Well they do live in mistletoe, well infest is is more like it." And ocne again she pulled my thoughts to a less depressing topic. "Dad and I haven't found out much about them but they are often unlucky. They can leave a person with horrid thoughts and thus begins their bad luck."
"Interesting" She to was immune to these bad things which haunt me. We were both sitting under the tree by the lake, shielded from the rain by her wool cloak. But I wasn't cold anymore. "Oh here, I brought you some biscuits since you missed breakfast."
"I did? Thank you." I took one of the cookies and bit off a large chunk of it. "Thank you." I told her, my voice has a dreamy note to it. It always does.
Her blue eyes search mine., "You said it twice."
"Yes. Thank you for the snack and thank you for being my friend." Simple.
"Aw Lun!" She hugged me.
And its times like these I don't mind being… Loony.