Hey Lovelies, This is my first ever attempt at writing a fanfic so I really hope you like it, please give me any feedback to improve my writing, it would really be appreciated. Anyway, have fun reading!
Chapter 1
I shouldn't love him, its wrong, I shouldn't feel this way but he's my world, I don't know what I'd do without him, he's everything to me. Every time I'm with him I can't help but breath in his vanilla scent and sink into his eyes like pools of water as I feel him understand every thought racing through my mind better than I do myself with just one look. He's the only persons who's even understood me and never judged me for being different or for being me. But he doesn't love me. How could he, I'm just a stupid kid who doesn't know when to give up. But I can't give up, because if I give up, my meaning to live will no longer exist and all that will be left is an empty shell filled with doom and despair that nobody understands. I have to tell him, I have to make him see that what I feel for him isn't wrong, It's the most perfect thing that's ever existed... It's us.
"Harry!" I yell, hoping he hears me over the roar of the people leaving the quidditch pitch.
"Harry!" Still no reply.
"Harry Potter!" At this he turns around and his blue eyes pierce into my soul. Instantly a smile stretches across his face, warming my heart yet making my nerves grow.
"Hey you" He says with a wink which makes my stomach flutter
"Harry, I was wondering if, um, what I mean is, would you, um"
"Yes Luna?" My heart sinks as I realise the mistake of my actions.
"would you, um, teach me, er, how to... fly?" I feel my cheeks burning to a brighter shade of crimson as i doubt that he will accept my pathetic cover up.
" Uhh" Please say no, please say no, please say no!
"Yeah sure, why not?" Shit.
"Should be a laugh. Do you want to meet me hear around 11? Those bastard Slytherins have the pitch all day and afternoon so it would be a bit dark and we'd have to sneak in but I'm sure we'd be fine" My mouth dries as I try to think of an excuse to try and free myself of this mistake.
"uhhh, um, yeah, er, sure, ok, Harry, see you then i guess"
"Sweet, ok, meet me outside Griffindor tower at half 10 and we'll go down together with the invisibility cloak. See you later angel face" With that, the boy with the raven hair which I dream about so often walks away with a wink and a coy smile on his face. What have I done?! I've willingly let myself enter a dragons den that I have no way out of! My heart sinks as I drag my red slipper clad feet up to the Ravenclaw tower whilst debating which would be worse, humiliation in front of Harry or drinking goblin piss. At this moment, goblin piss looked like pumpkin juice.