Pity or Envy
Disclaimer: Harry Potter is not mine, it is Rowlings.
A/N this is a Luna/Harry fic, I have written it for my cosine. I haven't read many Harry Potter Fanfics, mostly Avatar, so go easy on me.
Harry was walking down the crowded hallway (Ron and Hermione, were mysteriously gone again) to his charms class when he saw her. Luna was a girl of strange and nonsensical mysteries. Harry had learned to ignore the more of the normal ones, such as nargles or her convicted feelings thinking that the new Minister was a vampire. But what she was doing right now just made Harry wonder what could be running through her mind. There she was standing in the middle of the hallway, not an easy feet, with her eyes closed contentedly as if she were having a pleasant dream. Knowing Luna she could have been doing stranger things, but that was part of why it was so strange. Harry wouldn't have noticed if she had been doing something different. Harry had actually seen people stop with theirs eyes closed, normally when they were trying to remember something. Ron had done it when Malfoy had been turned into a ferret. This action was too normal for Luna and Harry decided to find out what it was. When he reached her he tapped her on the arm.
"Luna, what are you doing?" Harry asked.
"Trying to remember." Luna answered not bothering to open her eyes. She gave no hint that she would explain herself so Harry pushed further.
"Remember what?" He questioned.
"Her nose, I have my father's nose you know, and I was trying to remember hers, I do rather miss her nose." Luna answered as if she were talking about the weather. Harry didn't have to think to figure out to whose nose Luna was referring. It was her mothers, and Harry thought he didn't really know his mothers nose either. And he wished that he could. He wasn't sure if he pitied Luna or envied her. What would be worse, he wondered, barley a single memory, or nine years of them. Then he realized that he would soon be late for Charms and he hurried on his way, the thought of his mother still in his mind
A/N well there it is I like it but who cares what I think, honestly it's what you think so R&R constructive criticism is always good.