A/N: hello, did you guys miss me? no, fine, well, whatever. So this is the rewrite to the HP/Glee story from way, way back, if any of you remember it, if not, not to worry, because it hardly bears any resemblance... well maybe a little... and now I'm rambling, on with the story.
(edit: my other stories are on HIATUS. A Muggle? is going to be taken down and replaced with something else, though not yet, just a warning. Stretching Bonds, well, I haven't gotten to finishing the next chapter, Sorry.)
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Glee in any way, shape, or form.
Their words rung in her head. Loony Lovegood. Sure, she never showed she cared. At first she didn't, but with time, the words seared into her, cutting deeper and deeper with each day she heard it. She still pretended not to care. But it was just that. Pretend.
Luna couldn't stay strong after long. At midnight, she'd sneak out of the tower and into the second floor girls' lavatory. She didn't mind if Myrtle saw, or heard her, she simply sat down and cried.
She'd never let anyone know. She couldn't. Not only would it destroy her nonchalant façade, but then everyone would know and laugh and go deeper with it. No, she couldn't have that. She only had one person she could confide in. Ginny Weasley.
Ginny had once followed Luna to the lavatory, one day. It wasn't midnight, which was foolish of Luna, to have gone to cry in broad daylight. Ginny had followed not too far behind. Admittedly, Ginny had been confused and shocked to see her confident and detached friend act so… emotional.
Ginny was sympathetic, however, and Luna confided in her. This shared secret made them closer friends, but it didn't help much to soften the blows of other students' words.
Now, Luna stood in her bedroom. It was the summer right after their fifth year. Luna was currently looking through her trunk to make sure it contained everything she needed. She extracted a few unnecessary items from the trunk.
Luna picked up a quill and scribbled a note. Two notes, actually. One read,
"My dear friend,
I hope you can understand, but I must leave. I do not know how long I'll be gone, but I have to go. I don't know where I'm going either; all I know is that I can't take another year being taunted and teased. Please, don't try to find me.
Sincerely,
Luna"
Luna folded the piece of parchment in half and handed it to her black owl, Altair, and watched him fly out the window for a moment. She quickly turned and began the next note.
"Daddy,
I'm sorry, but I don't belong here. Please understand, and do not come looking for me. nothing that is said will convince me to stay.
Love you,
You're daughter Luna."
Luna read over the letter. Once, twice, three times. No, it didn't sound right.
I should rewrite it, she thought.
But you need to leave, another part of her argued. Just don't leave a note.
But I sent a note to Ginny.
And no one else needs to know.
It's common courtesy, and daddy needs to know.
It's useless. There is no way to properly leave him a note. Just don't do it.
In the end, that side of her won. She crumpled up the note meant for her father and threw it towards the rubbish bin in her room. The note hit the corner of the bin, and lay on the floor, but Luna didn't see it. She was too busy looking at Altair, who had returned with another note in his black beak.
Numbly, Luna took the note, petting Altair absent-mindedly as she opened and read the note.
"Luna,
I understand, but you mustn't leave. Just, just stay where you are. I'll be there as soon as I can.
Don't move,
Ginny."
Luna sighed and pocketed the note. She shook her head.
"I'm sorry, Ginny." Luna whispered to herself. She looked back at her belongings and with a wave of her wand, they shrunk small enough to be fit in her pocket. Those, too, she pocketed.
Luna gently grabbed Altair and placed him in his cage. He wasn't very big, so she decided to take him with her. Besides, she might need the company.
Luna picked up the cage and exited her house as quietly as possible and apparated away.
Ginny looked up at the light tapping at her window. The tapping sounded hurried and urgent.
Odd, Ginny thought as she saw Luna's owl, Altair. She opened the window, and the bird flew in, flying in a circle above her bed, almost frantically, before setting the note in his beak on the pillow.
Ginny hurried over and ripped the note open. Her eyes widened as she read it.
"No…" the gasp tumbled out of her lips. Ginny quickly scrawled a reply on a piece of scrap paper, and gave it to Altair.
She didn't wait for the bird to leave. Ginny shot out the door and ran to the broom shed. She pulled out her broomstick and set off towards Luna's house. It wasn't close, but it wasn't far, either. She just hoped she could get there in time.
A couple minutes later, Ginny jumped off the broom and sprinted inside the house. In the back of her mind, she figured Xenophilious wasn't home, but that wasn't of importance right now.
Ginny searched every room. Nowhere did she find her blonde friend. She was too late. Luna was gone, and she didn't have the slightest idea of where she could have gone.
well, there you have it. the first chapter. now, reviews are welcome, constructive criticism is appreciated, but flames will send me to a corner to cry in.
another thing, I have a lot of homework this weekend, so I dunno when the next update will be. All you can do is sit and wait.