*Ten years ago*
"Watch where you're going, Loony Lovegood!" I snarled at her even though I had been the one to bump into her that day in third-year potions class.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I wasn't paying attention. I was just thinking about the eating habits of Nargles. What do you think they eat?" Luna went on and on talking about the fiction creatures. "I always thought it was a healthy balance of unicorn meat and giggling berries. But I could be wrong of course…"
"Wow." I barked out a laugh. "And I thought Ravenclaws were the smart ones." I then proceeded to swagger away before she could drown me in anymore useless babbling about monsters that only stupid children believed in.
I heard her giggle. "You're Draco Malfoy, right?"
I froze and slowly turned around to face here. She stood there, starring at me with her big, twinkling eyes. I had never noticed how beautiful they were before that one moment. Actually…I never really noticed how beautiful she was until that moment. I couldn't believe the courage she had. I was the school bully. I sort of admired her for it but, why didn't she fear me?
"I just insulted you. You're supposed to hate me. Why are you talking to me voluntarily?" I demanded, trying to look intimidating.
Luna simply let out another carefree laugh and looked at me with sincere sweetness. "I see through the wall you put up. You're not really this mean. You just want people to think you are." She held out her hand. "I'm Luna."
"Well, obviously." I snapped, stopping myself from reaching out and shaking her hand.
I wondered how her skin felt…I imagined it to be warm and soft. Wait, what was I talking about? Draco, stop! Get it together! I couldn't let her beauty or angel-like personality get to me. I had a feeling Crabbe and Goyle were watching. If I were nice to her, I'd never hear the end of it.
"I mean, obviously, you're Luna. Everyone knows who you are. We all talk behind your back and laugh at you." I shot at her though I didn't mean it. "You're insane!"
Her smile faded a little bit. "O-oh."
Neville Longbottom walked over and took her hand. "Let's go. He's not worth it, Lu." He whispered in her ear as he led her away.
This infuriated me in a way I can't describe. I was worth it! I wanted to scream for her to come back. I wanted to apologize. Why did Neville get her? Luna should've been mine. Why in the name of Slytherin would she be…his?
I watched as he brought her back to their table, pulled out the chair for her and sat beside her. None of it made sense! I was an amazing wizard; I'd beat him in a duel with my eyes closed and my mouth taped shut! My looks and popularity level was superior to his! It didn't make sense. It just didn't.
Maybe she was loony. And maybe I was just loony for her.