Hollow
Author's Note: This is based on a funny conversation that I had with my mom.
Disclaimer: I hate writing these things because I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER!
"Oddball," Draco sneered.
"No, actually, I think that I smelled some podmals around here, but that might have just been some Wurkspats. Did you know that even experts have trouble telling them apart based on smell? It's because they have such a similar scent. Podmals have adapted their scent to scare off predators since Stinging poislets are naturally terrified of Wurkspats. I'm really not sure why, though. They'll generally gentle creatures. Then again, I suppose Wurkspats are pretty big compared to Stinging poislets," Luna said matter-of-factly.
"Huh?" Draco stared at her like she'd just said…..well, what she just said.
"Oh, nothing," she skipped off.
"She didn't insult me back," Draco looked horrified. "I have this hollow, empty feeling in the pit of my stomach."
Author's Other Note: Okay, so I was telling my mom about a bunch of crazy pairings in Harry Potter fanfiction including Draco/Hermione, Draco/Ginny, and Draco/Luna. She said that Draco and Luna almost made since (even though Luna should have been with Neville) she would be crazy and he'd become a better person. I told her that that wouldn't happen and something like this would happen. Then I got bored and I wrote it. Then you read it. Now you will review.
