Chapter One:
A/N: Luna's Point of View shall be written by KagomeMiroku, whereas Draco will be written by GASPLudwig. It's a joint project between the two of us, and we really hope you enjoy it. It's tons of fun to write xD
Luna's POV by KagomeMiroku
Barefoot.
Squishing my toes along the dirt carpet, I enjoyed the way it felt. School had just begun, and already my shoes were missing. That was alright though, I much preferred to take a more... Natural feel to the ground. The teachers didn't like it much when I arrived to my classes in simply my grey, knee-high socks, but they did always find me quite eccentrice.
I didn't mind.
To everyone, students and teachers alike, I was "Looney" Lovegood. The occassional slip-ups came from the teachers, calling me such, but I tended to not really pay much attention to that. It didn't bother me, being "looney," and it was nice to know that those who didn't address me as such, did know my proper name. Perhaps I was a bit... Different than other students, but father encouraged my indiviuality. He was quite the eccentric man himself.
My hair was pulled out of the braid, and I let it fall down my back just as a gentle breeze picked up, blowing a wave of blond over my powder blue eyes. It blurred my vision for a few moments, but I needn't really see to truely see the area I was in. Surrounded by grass and trees, the little opening was almost a perfect circle; a bunch of thickly dressed trees around a grassy, dirt circle.
I liked it.
Flattening my school robes underneath me as I took a seat on the grass, I closed my eyes and let the gentle wind dance along my face. It was a beautiful day, and it would only be a moment before the baby thestrals came out to play. They were my reason to be spending my free time out of the castle, other than the fact that it was a lovely, September afternoon.-For the time being.
I placed my bag of raw meat down beside me and laid back against the fresh, green grass. In the distance, other students could be heard laughing and playing, but I much preferred to spend my time doing something enjoyable for myself. Being alone sometimes seemed to be the only time I could enjoy myself. Alone with creatures who couldn't quite verbally communicate with me, that is.
They didn't judge.
Sometimes I hung out with Ginny Weasley though. She was sweet, a redhead with freckles, much like her older brothers- Ronald, especially, I was quite fond of. Although, when I hung out with her, I did hear her catch herself when she went to say my name. Improperly, like most everyone else. Harry Potter though, he always called me right. He was nice to me, a bit weary it seemed, but still nice. He could see the thestrals as well, and there we had a bit of a common bond. Neville Longbottom and myself seemed to get on fairly well too though. He, like I, knew what it was like to be teased and tormented, although he seemed to take it more to heart than I did.
It didn't bother me that much.
Tiny, dark, skeleton-like heads popped out from behind the forest's veil. I smiled upon seeing them, the baby thestrals. Their wings flapped as they neared me, obviously hungry and able to smell the meat from my bag. Obliging to their wishes, after sitting back up, I opened the bag and took out a slab of raw meat, flinging it in their direction. Honestly, I wasn't at all certain as to what kind of meat I was feeding them, but the house elves were always so kind to me when I told them of what I was doing. They didn't judge me much either.
Watching as they devoured the mystery meat, I smiled. It was as though they hadn't eaten in ages, but I knew that wasn't the case. The older thestrals did their best to keep their young well nourished, father told me such when he first took me to see them. Of course, it seemed as though they were always ready for a good meal that I brought them; something I made my duty to do when I was at Hogwarts. Hagrid promised to keep up with my job while the school days were over.
"Such pleasant creatures."
I hummed as one nestled close by my side, finished with his share, and seemingly tired. I, in all honestly, was quite tired myself, but couldn't quite place why. Perhaps the begining of the school year simply had that affect on people, but still. My fingertips grazed the top of the little guy's head.
It didn't seem like the school year would run smoothely this year, but it never really did. I, for most of my Hogwarts experience, dodged all of the activity that seemed to happen around here, but last year I was involved in one of Harry Potter's and his friends' adventures. It was nice to be welcomed by them, and I had an odd feeling that this year wouldn't be much different. There was something strange, a feeling a I had, that things would change much this year at Hogwarts, but whatever it was I would be able to handle. I was sure of it.
Idly still petting one thestral's head, as another rests it's head on my lap, I looked off into deeper parts of the forest, wondering just how far I was seeing, and just how far it was possible to go. Did the forest run very deep?-or just mildly deep? Hm... I'm sure it possibly went on forever. Not everything had to have an end.
"Hm."
I hadn't expected to hear someone, people, come around this part of the woods; but voices and footsteps could be heard quite close by. I wondered just who they were, what they wanted, and I hoped they wouldn't break the solemnity of the place.
My toes dug back into the moist dirt, the palms of my hands resting against the grass as I kept myself propped up. Hopefully the baby trestrals wouldn't be sc-
I blinked. "Oh, where did they go?"
