DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER

Author's note: I'm sorry if Luna seems a bit OOC. I've changed her nature a bit.

Luna looked at her companions curiously.

Her classmates looked tired and scared at the same time. Many 'events' had been occurring and many of them had not been able to complete their homework for it was too much. And the Potions master was certainly not a person who would take all these functions and Quidditch into account. No he would just be concerned with the fact that these lazy Ravenclaws had not completed their homework. Luna wasn't much bothered though. She had done her work though she knew that homework was only a mask behind which Snape would think of ways to pick on them.

Professor Snape entered the classroom. "Good evening sir," the class said together. "Sit down," he said in his intimidatingly soft voice. "Now before we proceed, I want all of you to submit your homework. Come on now." The students glanced at each other in fear. Luna got up and gave him her essay. "I did not call you, Miss Lovegood. You are supposed to come when I call you not before that. Five points from Ravenclaw."

Luna stared at him blankly, slightly tilting her head. "Go back Miss Lovegood," Snape ordered. Luna did not move just looked at him dreamily. Suddenly she smiled mysteriously. "Sorry sir," she muttered in that dreamy voice of hers, though her movements suggested that she was anything but sorry. She went back to her place. Many Ravenclaws and Slytherins had not done their homework. They told him about it but he did not listen. Of course as usual Slytherins were excused

"Detention on Saturday. Be here at ten in the morning. Now today we will learn to prepare the Chanzen Potion…"

Chanzen Potion was something that they had included in the syllabus that year. You drink the potion and your personality changes to exact opposite of what it really is. It won't make a good person bad or vice versa but it could certainly make a talkative person a silent one. Luna clumsily prepared her potion but surprisingly she did it perfectly as it was the hardest potion she had ever prepared in her life. It was a lovely white colour. Snape did not bother to look at it though. Luna did not mind it; she started looking at something that wasn't there dreamily.

The Ravenclaws were glad when the class got over. "Damn that Snape!" Lara muttered. "Oh I hate him so much!" Kris growled. "It's wrong to hate your teachers," Sabina muttered, "But I can't help hating him!"

Luna listened to her classmates in disinterest. Snape was not a bad guy; she knew it. He was just a sad guy who needed a friend but couldn't make one because of his personality. Personality…

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Luna was reading the Quibbler upside down. She wasn't really reading though. She knew that Snape needed a friend. She would be that friend. But how? She thought about how to be his friend and what they had in common. They were friendless. Well not exactly friendless. Luna counted herself lucky to have some of the best friends anyone could possibly have. No she would have to think of something else. She wanted to know what Snape thought. She wanted to know what he felt. She was fascinated by his rude behaviour and extreme loneliness. She would find out. She knew exactly what to do.

Author's note: First story. First chapter. At last it's done. I'll try to update soon. Thank you.