Hello!

I had an idea for this a while ago, and I'm going to post all four chapter within quick succession of each other, at least I hope to.

This is just a fun little short series, I hope you enjoy it!

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Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to J.K. Rowling, and only the story line is mine.

Oranges, reds, yellows. Fall. Luna loves Fall. The air is crisp, and even though it rains often, she still goes outside barefoot. Hermione and Ginny tell her that she ought to wear shoes since it'll be muddy; Ginny had even lent her a pair of bright red wellies. Which is why Luna made sure to pack them in her bag when she went outside. It was such a delightful gift after all.

She thinks that he must love fall as well. Most days she sees him down by the Great Lake, on a rock not too far from the shore. Unless you were looking for him, the chances were highly probable that your eyes would glaze right over him.

Normally she would just glance to see if he was there, but today felt different. Something in him was calling out to her. So instead, today she decided to head in his direction. She suspected he wouldn't be too happy for the company, so she silently climbed the tree behind him, and sat on one of the lower branches. Kicking her feet back and forth she peered down at him.

The boy had a head of dark curls, his bangs kept falling in his face and she made a note that perhaps he would like some pins; she would remember to ask him sometime. She'd spotted him across the Great Hall, so even though she could see his face from this angle, his piercing ice blue eyes came to mind. The light speckling of freckles that brushed his face stood out against his skin in this light. He had a strong jaw, and a crooked nose, most likely from being broken before and not healing properly. Which she thought strangely curious since a simple Episkey would have fixed it up quite nicely.

"Lovegood, would you mind telling me why you're sitting in a tree encroaching on my personal space?" He asked in a gruff and crass tone. He's lovely. Encroaching, that's an excellent word.

"You were calling me," Luna answered simply, agilely climbing down the tree, the leaves crunching under her feet when she landed. She moved to sit cross-legged next to him. Theodore Nott glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, pausing in his sketching.

"Pardon?"

"Oh! That's very pretty," Luna exclaimed happily, one hand moving up to her ear to play with her Dirigible Plum earring. "So that's what you do when you come out here." It had been a mystery up until now, and she liked solving mysteries.

"You've been watching me?" Theo narrowed his eyes suspiciously in her direction, closing his sketchbook quickly. She had managed to see the drawing across two pages in the medium sized, leather bound book of the Black Lake and its' surroundings.

"No, though I do think it would be interesting," Luna said thoughtfully, "you're quite different from most people I know. You're a mystery Theodore, I like mysteries."

"You really are off your rocker, aren't you?" Theo shook his head, grabbing his sticks of charcoal and carefully placing them inside his satchel with his sketchbook. "I think I'll be leaving now."

"Do you like Fall, Theo?" Luna asked dreamily, looking up at the boy who was in the middle of standing up. She waited patiently for his answer whilst he dusted himself off, securing his satchel diagonally across his body.

"Why?" Theo grunted, angling his head to look at the silvery, blue eyed girl. He really does have pretty eyes. Sad eyes, but pretty eyes.

"Why not?" Luna cocked her head to the side, fingers now adjusting her warm, white jumper that Ginny had given her a few months back. She saw Theo glance at the rest of her attire, frowning when he saw her blue, yellow, red, and green striped trousers. She had fancied them the moment she saw them in the shop, they perfectly showcased the Hogwarts House colours.

"Winter is better," Theo answered softly, turning on his heel to leave. Boots crunching as he made his way across the dead leaves and twigs.

Theodore Nott was a mystery, one she was going to solve. She was sure of it. Luna smiled lightly as she watched his figure fade into the distance.

"I wonder if Hagrid wants company today?" Luna wondered aloud, humming gleefully as she hopped up. Skipping the way towards the Gamekeeper's home. Luna Lovegood loved Fall.

Love,

Indieblue xxx

P.S. I hope I did Luna justice, I really do love writing her :D