Luna Lovegood sat in her room with a mug of fresh tea, flipping through the latest issue of the Beast Bulletin. It was the last week of summer until she went back to Hogwarts for her fourth year, and she still needed to get her supplies.
"Luna," Her father called from down the spiral staircase. "Come, I have some fresh difleberries for you."
She quickly arrived in the sitting room where, as expected, her father was sitting with a large mortar bowl of strange berries. He ground up the purple fruit with a pestle and served it to Luna in a free-formed dish.
"These are quite lovely. I can't wait to share these with Ginny at school." She marveled, thinking about one of her only friends.
"Mm, yes, darling." Xenophilius said, he too, eating the fruit.
A sudden rapping at the door broke the calmness, and her father answered the door. Instead of finding a person, a loud crack sounded, and only a package lay on the doorstep.
"Daddy?" Luna questioned from the sitting room still. "What is it?"
"I do not know…someone has sent you a parcel," he then added after bringing it to her "And a quite heavy one, it is."
And just as he said it, the package was addressed to her.
To Luna Lovegood: Use wisely
"Here's a box cutter," Xenophilius handed his daughter an odd tool. "Open it! I'm eager to see what's inside, so very mysterious. I must get my quill and parchment. Hold on one moment."
When her father ran off to his office, Luna began to slice the box open. It's soggy cardboard practically fell off the actual gift. All that was in the parcel was a pile of books. All obscurely drawn on, but instead of normal moving pictures, these stood still and were drawn.
"I'm back, Luna, what is it?" He said, muffled by the quill he held in his teeth.
"Books, daddy. There some sort of a series. This one on top…it's…it's called…" Luna became very attentive to the title, as if she was illiterate.
"Yes?" Her father encouraged.
"Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone," She began reading each book's titles. "and the Chamber of Secrets, the Prisoner of Azkaban, the Goblet of Fire, the Order of the- Daddy, this makes sense!"
"Luna… I don't understand," For once, Xenophilius did not have an explanation for something.
"Remember the year before I went to Hogwarts, and all the press where speaking of Harry Potter's second defeat of you-know-who?" When he nodded, she went on. "And then my first year, when he opened the Chamber of Secrets, and then the next year he saved Sirius Black- oh, yes I wasn't supposed to tell you that. Ginny told me by mistake. But he was a prisoner in Azkaban! Daddy, what should I do? Do these books tell the future? Do-"
"Luna, wait. First you must read these books! Do not make the same mistake of Old Madame Yarkley!" He recalled an outdated fairytale, which told the moral of 'don't count your chickens before they hatch'. "And then, when you go back to school, talk to Albus Dumbledore."
"Alright, I'm going to go start the first one." Luna ran to her room and opened to the first page.
She read for the entire day, and the next ones to follow. Soon enough it was September 1st, and she had to put down Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix, which she just started. She quickly packed all of her belongings, and hauled her luggage down the staircase. Her father was waiting for her at the door.
"Did you pack the books?" He asked "Do what I told you, won't you?"
"Yes, daddy. And I know, talk to Dumbledore. I'm not sure when though, but most definitely in the first week." She pulled her trunk down the stone front steps.
"Grab my arm, Luna." And with that a familiar tugging at her belly button pulled her to Kings Cross Station.