Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or the song "Beautiful Girl" by Broken Iris, sadly. I do, however, own all seven movies released on DVD :)

A/N: This is another fanfic in honor of my best friends b-day coming up soon, so happy almost birthday again, Emily! This is in Neville's POV, by the way, again, it's just some random drabbles inspired by the song mentioned above.

Woke today, another memory passes of you

Shades of gray from those three broken words

That unfold the truth...

I remember when I first saw her. It was my second year, and it was Luna's first year. She was lined up to be Sorted, eyes shining as she took in the enormity of the Great Hall when her gaze fell on me for half a second, and I was entranced by her. She was just so…different. She wasn't different like I was—slow, clumsy, weird—or how people said I was different, but she was different. Her mind was never where ours were. Even that first day at Hogwarts when she was taking in the entire place I could see that her mind was far, far away.

I'll never forget those eyes

Her eyes were perfect, crystal blue. They were pools of wonder and love and curiosity. When I bumped into her in the hall to and from class she would look at me and it was like she knew everything about me, and I still knew nothing about her.

That beautiful smile

I think she noticed me after a while, and whenever she saw me she would nod her head a little, then smile shyly. Something I didn't understand would pass behind her eyes. Once I talked to her. She said something about a creature I didn't know the name of, something her Dad wrote about in the Quibbler. I got a subscription to it a few months later.

No matter how hard I try I can't forget about

Beautiful girl

On top of the world

After a year or so I didn't see her as much as before, and there were other girls I liked. I only went to the winter ball with Ginny because I thought it would have been a little weird to ask Luna when I barely knew her, and because Ginny was nice to me even though she didn't half to be. She reminded me of Luna a little. When fifth year finally came around it was strange to see Luna again. I acted as awkwardly around her as the others did, deciding to leave her alone. She was the same as she always had been, just as beautiful as I remembered. Even with all those horrible things that happened that year she never once lost the smile on her face, the spring in her step. I started to love her for her, for the way nothing could touch her. I think she made everyone in the DA feel better just by being there.

Don't fall down

Then there was sixth year. I almost thought that Harry and Luna were a couple or…I didn't know. They both were outsiders, more than even me. Being around her made me realize that I was actually accepted by most, even if I did get picked on. Luna and Harry were considered real freaks.

When Harry, Hermione, and Ron didn't come back for seventh year Hogwarts was more of a prison than a school. Luna, Ginny, and I had to be so careful, because it was impossible to tell who was with the death eaters and who wasn't. We were tortured, beaten, and a lot of us disappeared.

Then Luna was gone.

I spent that entire time worried sick, until she came back.

Because an angel should never touch ground

And now the war is over, and I got to live, to tell her that I love her. We live in a little, lopsided cottage, in Godric's Hollow. Every night I tell Lily and Larissa the story of how their Mom and Dad met, and every night I lay down next to the girl I always loved, from the first time I saw her.

A/N: Okay, okay, it's sappy and pointless. Sue me.