Disclaimer- Let's think. I'm on a fan fiction site. If I owned HP, why would I be on a fan fiction site?
A/N- Hello everybody! This is my first story, I hope you enjoy All criticism is welcome other than flames
You might think that I am just another girl walking down the street, holding a stick I picked up somewhere. As. If.
I am another girl walking down the street, sure. I'll give you that much. But.. holding a stick I picked up somewhere? Yeah right. That's called my wand, you dolt. But, of course, you're not wizards or witches, you are a muggle. I can't blame you.
Who are you, anyway? You're certainly not someone I've seen before. Are you really a muggle? Or are you one of my kind? I peer into your eyes. They are amethyst, with specks of turquoise in them. I can't believe how much you look my old friend, Luna Lovegood. But she's dead. You can't be her.
"Excuse me, can you please move?" you say to me, in your shy voice. Your voice sounds oddly familiar, I just can't place it. I step away.
"Sorry," I mumble. You walk past me, and smile.
"Bye, Ginny," you say.
"Bye, Luna."