This is my first fanfic so I'm super new, please tell me what you think
Disclaimer: I own a million clothes, purses, shoes, and stuffed animals, but I do not own Harry Potter or Luna Lovegood , although she is my favorite character.
"Luna?!" questioned Harry, "What are you doing?"
The famous, or other wise infamous, Harry Potter was a not-so-short, and not-to-tall sort of boy with pale skin, shocking green eyes, and jet black hair that often hid his most important and unique feature, a scar shaped as a lightning bolt. How he got the scar is a sad tale, widely known through out all of the Wizarding World but that is another story.
Though Harry was an unusual boy he went to Hogwarts School of Witch Craft and Wizardry as most kids did and was on his way to 6th year Potions class with professor Snape.(which made him walk extra slow.) Harry was not really paying attention to where he was going since he by now knew his way to all his class by heart, and was instead looking toward the floor reflecting, as he often did, on the events that had happened the year before when he had thought that his god father, Sirius Black, was being tortured by Lord Voldemort at the Ministery of Magic. That was when he had gotten himself and his friends almost killed; the night when he had gotten Sirius, his only connection to his parents and the only one who truly felt like family member to him, killed. All because he had failed to learn or even try to learn Oclumency.
Suddenly Harry was pulled from his thoughts as he started to realize that several girls and even some boys were laughing. Harry looked up thinking his gaze would be matched with the stare of every one in the hall, but instead they all looked ahead. Down the hall a group of people were gathered around the window. Harry thought that maybe something was happening outside but as he got closer he saw Luna dancing in a weird sort of way. The only way Harry could describe the dance was that it was a Loony Lovegood dance.
"Luna?!" questioned Harry, "What are you doing?"
Luna turned around a small gentle sort of smile on her face, her eyes as dreamy as ever, and yet at the same time determined looking as she looked at Harry and the rest of the crowd as if noticing their exsistance for the first time. Luna had stopped dancing and the crowd was slowly moving away from the scene to their classes which made Harry feel a bit at ease.
"Its not raining." Said Luna simply, as if that explained her dance in some way.
"I noticed," replied Harry, "and, Luna, its not going to rain till fall time. So if you want it to rain you're going to have to wait a month or so.
"I know that," she returned, "but I was doing a Native American Rain Dance, silly."
Harry smirked, of course, who doesn't know that that's how you make it rain.
"Luna Lovegood, you have to be the most …er…," Harry searched for a right word for her.
"The Looniest girl you've ever met?" Luna Lovegood asked, with a huge grin.
"Yeah, I was going more for the most …… interesting girl I've every met," Replied Harry with a small laugh, "that's it, interesting."
Luna giggled and Harry realized that even her laugh was dreamy.
"Well, I suppose it didn't," she said, "so I guess I should get going to class before I'm late."
"Me too…..I mean …me get to my class not yours" stumbled Harry feeling like all his word were coming out.
Luna smiled her dreamy, said 'bye Harry', and turned around and walked down the hall away from Harry. He stood their staring at her till she was out of eye sight and when she was Harry felt something small and wet land on his cheek. He turned toward the open window and almost burst out laughing, because he realized that it was raining.
Drip, Drop, Drip.
HAPPY DANCE (DOODLEY DOO LA LAA LAAAAA)