AN** So here it is guys, Merlin Save the Ministry! A big punk rock adventure for our Marauder boys and time traveling girl. I hope you enjoy it and please R/R!
I do not own Harry Potter and all characters belong to JK Rowling
The smell of London invaded Luna's lungs, but she still wasn't sure whether she liked it or not. Luna had come across a small wizarding market just outside of Diagon Alley and was currently looking at a stall filled with curious magical artifacts; one particularly caught her eye. It was small, golden necklace with a very small hourglass on the inside. Luna picked it up and examined it, before placing down 5 galleons and a handful of other small change before walking off still examining the object. She span the hourglass over and over again, not expecting anything to happen. All of a sudden she felt nauseous and ran to the nearest toilets as vomiting in the middle of a street at 2.30pm was generally frowned upon.
Luna reached the toilets and her stomach emptied, her head in her hands, she leaned against the plastic partition between the cubicles. She remained in the toilets for a good 15 minutes. She wiped her mouth with some tissue and swilled some water around her mouth. The next thing on her shopping list was a pack of mints.
Stepped out of the public toilets and onto the street only to find she had been taken back to a completely different time. She pulled the necklace from her pocket and examined it more closely, and then realized it was a time turner.
"Fuck." Luna exclaimed, getting shot a dirty look from a parent with two small children, Luna then apologised, she had not meant to say that aloud.
She grabbed a newspaper from the nearest shop and read the date. August 30th 1975.
"Fuck." Luna exclaimed again.
This London was different to the London she had known before. She looked around for any significant landmarks that would point her to the Leaky Cauldron.
On her way to the pub she came across many people clad in leather and tartan. The more she saw the more she recognized the style, from what she could remember from old muggle magazines it was called punk. Her mother listened to a lot of the music when Luna was younger, fond memories of dancing around the kitchen to the Ramones flooded back to her.
As she walked Luna came across some stores selling punk clothing.
"Well if I'm gonna be here a while." she reasoned with herself, and what better way to enter a past world than becoming a new person, a person you always wanted to be.
Luna dug out some muggle money from her bag and purchased some essentials, two pairs of tight trousers (one black, one red tartan), numerous shirts sporting various band logos and prints, some black combat boots and last but in no means least, the most important piece of this jigsaw, the leather jacket. Luna smiled at her new clothes wildly, wanting to tear off her drab clothes right in the middle of the street (although again, this was generally frowned upon). She walked as fast as her short legs would allow her and came to the door of a slightly younger looking Leaky Cauldron, and behind the bar was an extremely younger looking Tom. She walked up to him and asked if they had a room spare.
"Just in luck miss, we've had a cancellation. You should probably book a room round this time of year though, lots of people stay here before going to Hogwarts y'know." he pulled a key from a hook under the counter. "7 galleons a night."
"Thank you sir." Luna handed over 14 galleons as Tom gave her the key.
"Room 12, up the stairs and 5th on the left."
"Thank you." Luna smiled at him before disappearing up the stairs.
Luna stayed in the room for the remainder of the evening unsure of what to do. She knew that she'd have to go to Hogwarts, the only wizard she knew who was smart enough to advise her on her situation is Dumbledore. She went downstairs to have dinner and a drink before returning to room and going to bed.