[AN] Hey!! This is my first ever fanfic so I'm new to this "writing" stuff- so go easy?

xD Anyway I think Luna might be a little bit OOC but she's a hard charecter to get right so I gave it my best shot.

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[DISCLAIMER] No... I don't own Harry Potter. So Sad.

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Luna 'Loony' Lovegood was not mad.

She may be slightly eccentric in her ways of thinking and was apparently 'oblivious' to the world around her.

But not mad. Definitely not mad.

Luna Lovegood was in Ravenclaw which was a sure sign of intellect. Not many people noticed that though. They also didn't notice how, though she never took notes aside from accounting the odd sighting of a Sprugle in Potions, she received very high marks.

No. They didn't notice.

Because no one looked past her appearance, her reputation. What she was. Who she was.

No one looked past the Butterbeer Cork necklace or the radishes hanging conspicuously from her ears. They never thought about what she was feeling because Loony never felt. Loony waltzed about the castle apparently unaware of the insults and shouts. She skipped from place to place, books 'disappearing' from her large bag, a dreamy expression painted perfectly on her face; her small pink lips curled into a vague half-smile.

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Luna Lovegood woke up earlier than her housemates. Whether this was the Dedums flying around in the early morning or if it was a force of habit used to avoid her housemate's cruel taunts, she did this daily.

Luna pulled a stained white blouse and stretched grey cardigan from the chaos that was her trunk. She preferred the weekends when she was allowed to wear her own clothing, she had a feel the school uniform seemed to attract pesky Ferble that gnawed annoyingly on them. "Sprugles and Natures Other Unsung Heros" by her Father lay on the floor, odd clothes spurting from the most unlikely places and even weirder jewellery hanging from her bedside table. Despite this, her trunk was still considerably emptier since the beginning of the year. Luna's possessions just seemed to disappear! The Lungle Sprites always returned them by the end of the year so it was really no trouble. No trouble at all…

Luna pulled on her uniform quickly, buttoning her cardigan unevenly, her blue and bronze tie loosely tied around her neck. She zipped up her plain black skirt that had been roughly cut at the bottom "as the hem was too straight and brought bad luck". She pulled on one knee length yellow sock, and unable to find the other one, pulled on an orange one leaving her looking very odd. She grabbed her radish earrings from her dressing table and pulled them on quickly. Last, but definitely not least, her treasured butterbeer cork necklace. No matter how many people teased her about it, it was the last recollection she had of her mother. She pulled it confidently over her neck, touched it caringly and looked into the sky, her piercing blue eyes staring at someone who was no more. She grabbed her robe off the chair by the door and tucked it in her bag deciding she would put it on later. A final look in the mirror she realised she had once again not combed her dirty blond hair that fell to her waist. With a sigh she left it alone, realising her house mates would soon be up and swished out of the dorm to get some peace and quiet.

She looked around the wide, circular Common Room, its midnight blue carpet and arched windows that hung with blue and bronze silks were home to her and she especially loved the domed ceiling painted with stars. The view of the mountains at that time in the morning were spectacular but Luna resisted the urge to stay in the comfort of the common room knowing that should she wait it was only bound to get noisy in here too.

Just as she turned a corner into the Main Corridor Luna's thoughts began to merge together until they were too confusing to even try to decipher. Looking around Luna yelped in surprise and jumped down onto the floor, sitting cross legged against the cold marble tiles.

It wasn't long before two bickering Slytherines 6th years could be heard making their way down the corridor.

"Blaise, where did you put it? Just give it back." The voices were muffled and unrecognisable but Luna felt a pang of sympathy for the speaker. Her things were often taken by her own housemates too. All good natured fun though. Good natured fun. Keeping her mind open she remembered to give Blooze, she couldn't distinctly remember his name, a chance.

"Draco. Calm down. I know you cherish that love letter from Pansy with all your heart but I just had to take it. Who knows when you'll get it back- could be one, two weeks… And think about just who could have got their hands on it by then...could be twenty, thirty people even…" the voices were becoming clearer. This voice was deep and relaxed with a jokey edge. Luna realised she hadn't heard it before and found she quite liked it.

"Zabini. I do not 'cherish' Pansy with all my heart or any letters from her. If ANYONE sees that letter I will personally ruin you." Malfoy's cold drawl echoed clearly, his anger contained in a menacing hiss.

"Fine Malfoy, if that's what you want. But the day when you learn you're in love with Pansy and she has moved on you'll just be longing for a love letter from her. You should be thanking me for not throwing it away!"

"Zabini…" Malfoy began before tripping over a bump in the floor. A rather large bump. Oh. It was just Loony Lovegood.

"Loony! What the hell are you doing sitting in the middle of the hallway for!"

"Hello Draco." Luna looked up dreamily as if she had only just noticed him. Blaise's head snapped up. Hardly anyone dared to call Draco by his first name, especially people even he didn't recognise "Have you noticed our hallways seem to have a terrible infestation of wrackle spurgs?"

"Wra…wrackle what?"

"Wrackle spurgs! They get into your mind and confuse you. See – it's happening already, you do look very confused! Draco, you should sit down, they are most attracted to the tallest person in the room you see."

Blaise was surprised, to say the least. The girl was…unusual, but he couldn't help feel his lips twitch as she spoke to Draco. She was quite pretty he noticed, and smart too judging by her Ravenclaw robes. Her choice of accessories was quite… interesting. He was surprised to find she was wearing no heavy make-up or too-short skirts or had messed around with her hair. It seems that this girl, like Grange, depended on natural beauty. But she, unlike Granger, managed to pull it off. But…he didn't find her pretty in a 'hot' way and it wasn't even a compliment or making her an 'acceptable' girl, it was just a statement. She was pretty. He was pulled out of his thoughts by Draco's harsh snarl echoing off the walls.

"You're barmy Loony! Barmy! The day I sit on the floor to get away from wrackle spurgs will be the day when I…kiss Granger!"

"Oh. You think about kissing Hermione? Well then, you may be sitting on the floor sooner than you may think Draco. Well then seeing as you're the tallest person now I can probably make it out of the hallway and to the kitchen without being attacked by wrackle spurgs."

She lifted up gracefully from the floor and dusted her skirt down quickly. She looked up and flashed them a small smile. Then she looked at Blaise as though she had just seen him.

"Oh" she breathed "Hello. I don't believe we've met?"

"No I don't believe we have." Blaise chuckled "I'm Blaise Zabini"

"Luna Lovegood. It's nice to meet you Blaise."

She smiled and held her hand forward which he took and instead of shaking it like she had expected he lifted it to his lips and kissed it lightly. He noticed she called everyone by their first names, even if she barely knew them, which was unusual in Hogwarts and he realised he quite like it.

"Nice to meet you Luna."

"Well. I have to go to the kitchens now to get my breakfast early- I know Dobby the house elf who works there-he's very nice". She set off down the hallway, her small hips swaying gently when suddenly she stopped and looked round slowly.

"Draco?" He looked up wearily at her.

"Yes?"

"It's Luna not Loony. I know they sound quite similar but I'm sure you'll pronounce it right next time if you try hard enough." then with her small half smile on her face she disappeared down the corridor and out of their sight.

"Funny one isn't she?" Blaise remarked happily to Draco

"If by funny you meant completely insane I guess. Granger! As if I would ever…mudblood girl" he murmured and began walking down the opposite direction.

Meanwhile Luna looked down at her hand. No one had kissed her hand before, it was quite old fashioned. Luna realised she quite liked it.

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