A/N: So.. I'm not exactly sure where this idea came from, because I've literally had it for months, but I am finally taking time to write it out. As you have seen, I love Luna/Harry and their dynamic. So, basically these will be a bunch of one shots that will connect. You don't need to read every one to understand, but I'd like it if you did ;) The idea is that there are moments not included in the books, and in those moments lies the story of Harry Potter and Luna Lovegood, starting from book five onwards. Enjoy!

'moments of insanity'

encounters and empathy

The first time happens after his first night of detention with Delores Umbridge. His hand was burning so much it was making his stomach hurt. He looked down at the red skin that only a few hours had been whole and untouched. He bit his lip and tried to refrain from punching the nearest wall, reminding himself that would only make it hurt worse. Instead he stopped in the corridor he was climbing along to rest his head on the stone wall.

The stone was was cool and soothing. It reminded him of the calming touch of a mother. Except he didn't have a mother anymore, he only had a broken and withdrawn godfather. Sirius was literally the only person he wanted to cling to, but he got the feeling that his godfather did not share the same sentiment. Harry was just a way to cling to James, and for the first time, Harry wished someone loved him for just being Harry Potter.

"Harry?" It was a dreamy voice and he knew exactly who it belonged to. Luna Lovegood stood mere feet behind him, her butter beer cork necklace laying against her pale skin. Her mad eyes were looking at him in an almost calculating way.

"'Ello, Luna." Harry said gently, not thrilled with the prospects of a conversation with Loony Lovegood. However, Luna did not respond, instead she walked to him quickly and gently lifted his hand to the level of those large eyes.

"A Blood Ink Quill?" She asked softly, in the most normal way Harry had ever heard her speak. He nodded once, fighting the urge to pull his hand out of her grasp and pretend it had never happened.

"The mucus of the Blibbering Humdinger will help. I've seen it before." She said airily, and with real will of character, he did not roll his eyes.

"Erm, thanks, Luna." He said awkwardly.

Luna dropped his hand gently, and he felt that the spots where her fingers had touched burned more than actual injury. She turned to her head and smiled at him. It was an odd sight to see her smile, because it seemed like she actually knew where she was for once.

"I wish I was braver. More like you." She said so quietly he almost missed it. His eyes snapped onto hers and he scoffed.

"No, trust me, you don't. I don't think you'd like having your hand sliced open." He half joked, a slight smile creasing his lips as he looked down at his hand.

"No, I don't suppose I would. At least you aren't afraid like everyone else is. Even people who haven't accepted that You-Know-Who is back." She spoke, her voice held something that sounded like shame, and Harry just stared at her in amazement. He had noticed before that Luna had no problem with honesty, but her sincere tone still shocked him.

"If I'm not brave, who will be?" He asked, both himself and the blond girl standing next to him. She smiled once again.

"I suppose that's why you're in Gryffindor, and I'm in Ravenclaw, because people think I'm mad." He was surprised that she seemed more amused than upset with that pronouncement. He looked at his trainers for a moment before speaking.

"Nah, it's because no one else understands how brilliant you can be. But I can see it, you know, so don't worry about what people think. Believe in who you are. Trust me, I'd know." He laughed and she let out a short giggle. It was an interesting sound to hear her laugh, because he got the feeling that she didn't often do it.

"Thank you, Harry. I think I should go, good night. Sleep tight and don't let the nargles bite." She said dreamily as she smiled at him, and he just stared after her retreating her form, almost wishing he could call her back.

He looked down at his raw hand and back up at the spot Luna had just filled and chuckled a little before he restarted his trek up to Gryffindor tower.