A Story About A Girl

by eostby

What happens when a girl lives, grows up, meets a boy, grows close to the boy, finds happiness, and deals with those who challenge her happiness. For "The Second Competition That Must Not Be Named."

A/N: Sometimes, inspiration strikes, and when it starts going, you just ride the flow to see what will happen. This is one of those stories. As always, I don't own the Potterverse.

Back in the old times, before the Great Reckoning, there was a girl. And this girl tried very hard to be good, and she encouraged others to try and be good as well, but no matter how good she tried to be, people refused to be good to her. She had a few friends here and there, but they were flighty, and often refused to be seen in public with her, because the girl was not like other girls. She was different. She was special.

Some years went by, and the girl went to school. There, she again tried to be good, and encourage those around her to be good. And again, they refused to be good to her. A few people tried to get to know the girl better, but most were shunned by the others, and so relented, and were no longer good to the girl, because she did not act like other girls. She was different. She was special.

A couple of years went by at school, and finally the girl found a true friend. The boy realized that the girl was special, that being different was not always a bad thing. The girl liked the boy quite a lot, and they grew closer. The boy began standing up for the girl, and while the others loudly proclaimed that they had tried to be good, the boy did not believe them, and the girl loved him more for it. The boy was different. The boy was special.

Eventually, the boy and the girl left the school behind. They had become very close, and were often seen together. And the people did not understand why the boy and the girl were friends. They were so…different. And so, the people, not knowing what they were putting into motion, told the boy and the girl that they were no longer welcome. The boy, having felt this way for much of his life, asked the girl to leave with him. The girl, having only ever truly felt accepted when she was around the boy, agreed.

The boy and the girl left the country behind. They found a new place to live, one where being different was good, and being special was better. The boy, having been treated unfairly by all but the girl before, slowly grew used to being appreciated by others, and thrived. The girl, having been treated miserably by all but the boy before, slowly grew used to being seen as just another person, no better or worse than any other, and thrived.

The now thriving boy and girl looked back at where they had once lived, and found that they were much happier having left than they had ever been in the place before. As was the custom in those times, the boy bought a ring, and gave it to the girl. Soon after, the girl bought a ring, and gave it to the boy. Their new home saw that they had the rings, and pronounced them married. The boy and the girl were hopelessly in love, and quite liked their new status as married.

Alas, their old home did not like the boy and the girl's new status. They did not like it one bit. They still did not understand why the boy, who should have been happy in the old country, was with the girl. They still did not understand why the girl was different. And the people no longer tried to be good, and forcefully demanded that the new home no longer recognize the boy and the girl as married.

And that is why, on what was formerly the Isles of Great Britain, the lone building that still stands is an old castle in Scotland, and why, in the years since the Great Reckoning, no one has dared to demand anything from Luna Lovegood-Potter and her husband Harry.