Hi, this is my first fanfic - hope you like it. I know it's a bit ill written, but so be it. I don't own anything - J. K. Rowling does. (Darn!)

"Luna?"

"Yes Harry Potter?"

"Erm, why are you holding your wand that way?"

"It helps my inner spirit flow out in my magic."

"Ah."

Fred Weasley chuckled to himself. Classic Luna. She always seemed to make the D. A. meetings more interesting.

The entire common room shook with laughter as Luna leaped around the statue of Rowena Ravenclaw, feeling blindly for nargles. She was extra excited from the DA meeting and couldn't help but frolic a little. Thank goodness the only people watching were Luna's three best friends, Trina Lakes, Ruby Gardner, and Vanessa McGarn.

"Luna, stop," gasped Trina. The blue streak in her hair fell over her dark eyes as she collapsed onto the floor in gleeful laughter.

The composed and accident prone Vanessa simply giggled as Luna bounded onto the nearest armchair.

"Oh, but I can't, I'm just so happy! Have you ever felt this way? Like – you can't be defeated, that you can do anything!"

Ruby gave a good natured snort. "And why, may I ask, do you feel this way?"

Luna looked at her in a way that was both scornful and dreamy – a very queer combo. "You don't really control your emotions. Have you ever read a single issue of the Quibbler? When you are in touch with the Blibbering Humdinger, as I am, you should always feel like you're floating. I mean that your mind is aloft, not your body. I quite enjoy the sensation."

"I'm not so sure that's why,"said Vanessa quietly, "Because I saw Fred Weasley grinning at you."

"Who? Oh, is he that one of those twins who are related to Ron? Wait – what!"

Vanessa giggled. "Oh, just forget I said anything."

Luna looked genuinely befuddled as she hurried up to bed. But, maybe she had noticed the Weasleys a bit more that she let on…

Luna skipped happily to Charms class, ten minutes late. She had been down in the kitchens, attempting to teach house elves poetry. As she had walked in, there had been Fred Weasley. He had just looked at her, for ten long seconds. Then he walked out, without saying a word. He had looked slightly pink as he did this.

"Miss Lovegood, please sit down, you are fifteen minutes late for class. Ten points from Ravenclaw."

"Yes Professor Flitwick."

"Now class, we will be working on the fire charm, incendio today-"

But Luna wasn't listening. Who would be able to, when there was a plump, purple nargle floating above their head!

"Professor Flitwick," she squealed. I found a nargle! I-I f-found a nar-"

She was interrupted by crash, bump, a sizzling sound, and a yell of, "Oi!"

Luna Lovegood slowly turned around, and her eyes met a shocking scene. Ruby had fallen onto a Slytherin girl whose wand, still ignited, had landed in Prof. Flitwick's beard. It was just a normal day in Charms.

"-and now Professor Flitwick's in the Hospital Wing, and Madam Pomfrey is trimming his beard and-"

"Honestly, Ruby, do you have to tell everyone the story at least three times?" muttered Luna. "The wrackspurts got in my brain, that's all. I'm sorry I startled you into falling onto that Slytherin weirdo."

"Weirdo? You're calling her a weirdo?"

"I'm going to bed."

"Yeah, okay, maybe you'll dream about your imaginary nargle friends."

"Maybe I will! And maybe I'll set up some curtains to keep more wrackspurts away."