"Damn! It took me almost a half hour to find the library!" A girl groaned as she entered the library.

Paige Matthews was one student that you would just about never see in the library. She didn't study...ever. She was a Gryffindor 6th year student at Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and Wizardry. Right now it was the weekend, Saturday morning to be specific. And there was a Hogsmeades trip later that day; Paige has straight, bangless hair that goes down to her mid-back. Her hair is a deep dark brown color that matches her eyes perfectly. Today, she was wearing the school uniform, and Gryffindor robes. She hated the uniform but she wore it anyways. Despite the fact Paige was young; she had a tongue piercing, as well as a navel piercing. It really wasn't normal for a Hogwarts student to have them, but call her rebellious. She loved breaking rules and doing things that were strictly prohibited. She was fun long, energetic, and outgoing. Paige loved meeting new people; she was very friendly to them. Although Paige didn't have all good qualities, she was stubborn, strong willed, and quick tempered. If you made fun of her or any of her friends, you'd most likely get a punch in the face or maybe worse depending if she liked you or not. Paige looked around the library for any of her friends. Harry was already sitting in the library working on some homework right now. He was wearing the uniform as well, his tie was loosened and his shirt untucked. It wasn't in disrespect, of course, it was just to get comfortable.

The tapping of black mary-jane shoes, with a slight heel, could be heard in an empty corridor, as the person who wore them grew closer to their destination. There was a creak from the old library door as a young girl slowly entered. Well you really couldn't call her a girl anymore. She was more of a young woman after celebrating her fifteenth birthday. It was dark and eerie in the library; maybe because the librarian or maybe it was the bad lighting, either way, it was creepy. All the scariness of the place aside, it was the reason to be there that was much worst. One word, Professor Snape. Taking fifth year potions was no box of chocolates, especially with a three-foot essay due on Monday. A three-foot essay was not much for a final exam, but it was still early in the school year. Alas it is around noon, thus explaining the lack of people in the library. Most students were either sleeping or eating from the wonderful food served in the Great Hall. Back to our main point of the story, our young lady. The young women seemed to have spot a place to sit because a small smile spread across her face as she spotted our young Mr. Potter and his friend Miss Matthews. She walked over to them and sat down. Pulling her potion book out of her messenger bag, she opened it to a page on the Poly Juice Potion and set up her inkbottle. Pulling her quill and scroll, she let a soft sigh escape her slightly glossed lips. She had determination, a true sign of a dedicated Hogwarts student. Quickly brushing some loose strands of long, dirty blonde hair out of her pale blue, almost gray eyes. Just by looking at her, you could tell she was different. Radish earring hung from her ears and a butter beer bottle cork necklace dangled from around her fragile neck. Her unique sense of style also helped to distinguished the girl. Though it was true she was to wear her house's (Ravenclaw) robes, she had a way to make it her own just by how confidant she was and presented herself. Her slender body wore her dark gray skirt with pride. She added some knee high stockings, which was striped in blue and silver, her houses colors. The white oxford shirt buttoned up to a male's Ravenclaw tie and her robe hung open loosely over her body. The body in which she had grown into over the past few years and was no longer as gangly. There were curves to her body which showed she was nearing womanhood and her facial features were more mature looking, whether from past experiences, growing more mature or both, I could not say. Miss Luna Lovegood, one and only daughter of the "Quibblers" own editor. An editor, who had helped clear up some hazy communications between our own Mr. Potter and his public. Luna, herself, had also helped young Mr. Harry Potter and his friends, in dark times. Luna was just, should be say, loony. At least that is what some of her fellow peers perceived her as, though that wasn't quite it. It was more that she had different beliefs from the rest of them, but that is a different story. This is about the evils of homework or the benefits of having older friends.

"Hey guys" Paige said as she took her seat with Harry as Luna arrived. "I didn't know the library was so hard to find. I wish there was a map to this school," She said, in a serious tone. She really hadn't known where the library was.

Harry looked up at Paige then Luna. "Hey" he said with a grin, listening to Paige. "You couldn't find the library?" He asked, cocking his eyebrows. He wondered what Hermione would say if she heard Paige say that, it probably wouldn't be pretty.

Smiling and saying her hellos, Luna started to scribble some notes on her scroll as she heard what Paige had to say. Then laughter came out of the girls small body, a laugh that was rather annoying if I do say so myself. It was almost like a hyena's chuckle. You would know what this sounds like if you were so unlucky as to hear it.

Paige looked at Luna, pouting a bit. "Is it really that funny?"

Harry cleared his throat, trying desperately to hold back his laughter at his friend. "Well...you see...most people know where the library is, Paige" he told her.

Paige sighed, "Well I'm not most people," She said, folding her arms lightly. It was quite amazing that Paige passed all her classes. She was much more into Quidditch, being a chaser on the team.

Luna had stopped laughing and wiped the tears from her eyes. She was now starting to yell at her paper because she couldn't write an essay, "I hate Snape," she mumbled, the statement being total random.

Paige looked at Luna's paper, "Essay for Snape?" She questioned, reading over what she had down so far.

Harry looked at Luna as well, "How much did he assign? I bet he assigned almost 10ft, just to get you guys ready for your O.W.L.s" Harry said, obviously exaggerating on how much he'd assign them.

Luna looked at Paige, "yeah, of course. Leave it to him to ruin my weekend" she sighed. "At least its only three feet" she smirked to Harry. "So do you guys have dates for Hogsmeades" she asked. Suddenly an owl flew in and dropped a message in front of the three. Luna gave him a snack and he flew away. She picked up the envelope and studied it before handing it to Paige. "It's for you," she informed her.

Paige choked slightly, 'me? A date?" She scoffed at the thought. She didn't think a guy would come within ten feet of her, besides Harry, he was a brave one.

Harry shook his head, "No, we were just going to go as friends or something. Are you going? You are welcome to come with us," Harry said. He liked having Luna around; she had such a different interesting point of view on things, even if sometimes it was a bit wacky or extreme.

"Thanks..." Paige said, taking the envelope and opening it carefully before reading it over.

Luna had started to feel some new things after reaching young womanhood, like feelings for a certain Mr. Potter. "Well I wouldn't want to intrude" she smiled and looked at her homework, causing the smile to disappear. "Besides, I have homework to do" she sighed. "Whose the letter from" she asked Paige.

"You wouldn't be intruding. I'd like it if you came" Harry said, giving Luna a warm smile. Of course, he only had friend feelings for Luna, but they were much open for development.

"He can't do that..." Paige said, her eyes widened as the letter slipped from her hands onto the table, it was from her father.

It read:

Dear Paige,

As you know, I am well acquainted with a certain Mr. Lucius Malfoy being his colleague and all. I've taken the liberty of arranging a get together with you and his son in the form of a wedding. Take some time this year and get to know Mr. Malfoy at school. The wedding will take place shortly after school ends.

Her father had handwritten it all and signed it at the bottom.

"This is crazy!" Paige exclaimed angrily.