Hi everyone. I'm a French writer who decided to translate her fic in English. I'm already sorry for little grammar mistakes or any else… By the way if someone is right to correct the text before I post it, it would be very nice. So, I hope you like it. Harry Potter is my childhood, I'm 19 years old so I really grew up with all those characters and among them one had particularly stolen my heart: Luna Lovegood. I enjoyed creating a new life to this girl who is exceptional.
Drana ~Complicated
Rating: .PG
Genre: Romance/Adventure
Synopsis: « Love has multiple facets. But love must be simple, pure and true to reveal his powers. So of this love will bear of the two heirs of Salazar Slytherin a weapon more powerful than any other. And thus will be born from the union of these two people, the most powerful wizard the world has ever known. »
Pairing: Drana
Credit: Everything belongs to J.K Rowling. She is one of the most creative people in this universe and I loved her. Thanks you.
Prologue
Emile Sovin. Lou Bagnard. Jules Marceaux. Cassandre Jacobs. Charlie Jacobs.
In front of her five best friends Luna Lovegood smiled, bowing her head, a hand comes to take hers and she felt ready to cry if they continued to look at her like they did. She looked suddenly more confident.
"Guys… She began. I want to thank you for giving me so much happiness here.
- Ooh Luny, it's we who thank you… Exam would have been so much worse without you!"
The boy who spoke took a hit on his shoulder from a little redhead girl who look like a hippies who shook her head, raising her blue eyes to heaven.
"When will you stop to be an idiot?
- Probably never…Whispered one second girl. You promise to come back and see us?
- Of course Cassie…"
Cassie of her real name Cassandre took a few steps back to go into the arms of a tall blond boy, who glanced at Luna before to do a small nod to the left. The girl's eyes slide to another silhouette, a boy.
"Charlie?"
His bright green eyes rested on her and he smiled before take a few steps in her direction. She let herself in his arm and she returned the embrace closing her eyes.
"You promised to come back Lovegood. He whispered in her ear. And… I know how crazy it is in England so if you're in trouble you know what to do hmm?
- Yes, I know."
They let go and exchanged a quick glance before she lowered her head. Then she had a small smile and turned to her friends, her hands closely linked on her belly.
"You guys, I will miss you but I have to go now..."
She looked at them and her heart tightened on her breast when she saw tears on her friends' eyes. She sat up and took his usual smile without any emotion, now, she was ready to go.
"Luna…
- Just take care of my radish please."
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Of course she did not cry. Not even when she arrived at home, when she had to say goodbye to the house where she grew since she was nine years old. Not even when her dad tended her her luggage. Not even in this car which led them to the Portkey who transporting them to England. She glanced at her surroundings, when her dad and she moved in that small town in the South of France, Luna had immediately loved the nature around them. Immediately loved the little yellow and blue house they had bought. Although she had no friend she did not care and spent almost all her time on her bicycle through the forest, it was here that she met the Twins Jacobs. The boy seemed to be trying to heal a baby abraxan while the girl cried all the tears from her body, when she had seen Luna she had a little cry acute, warning his brother. He then tried to conceal the animal, she just smiled and looked the two kids.
"You know… I think that this abraxan will be treated if you let him return is his family."
They were surprised. Then the boy had stood up, the hands stained with gold blood, and had pointed a finger at her.
"You're a witch?
- It is very rude to pointing people with finger, did you know it?
- Yes, sorry. He replied stupidly before to turn to his sister, she shrugged. So, you're a witch?"
Luna replied that yes, she was a witch, and they became friends. The next day she ate lunch at home. It was there that she met Jules, a friend of Charlie since they was very young, he was a shy but very kind boy and they had immediately liked each other, both was very interesting by nature. The next year she had met another witch, Lou, a girl smaller than average who listening reggae. She had seen her talking to herself and had approached.
"Who are you talking to?" She asked and Lou showed her a beautiful flower that the girl had named Clou.
Luna had as soon as appreciated her and she made know her the existence of Nargles, Wrackspurt and many others critters that she loved. Later she had learned that Lou lived with her cousin who had lost his parents in a Death Eater's attack after Voldemort's fall and Lou's parents had collected him. His name was Emile. Five of them were her best friends, the only she's ever had.
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The portkey looked like an old dragon-teddy, Luna tilted her head to one side, watching him, and it looked strangely like a teddy that Charlie had won for her in a fun fair. Without realizing it she stood there gazing at the dragon without thinking about anything, until his father suddenly grabs his hand to place it on the object. Her breath stopped like compress in her chest while his feet left the ground to fly to hundreds of kilometers. Moody. That the nickname that kids of her neighborhood had given to her when she lived in England, she was surprised when she learned that in French it was said Lunatique, almost like her name, Luna. This story had made the group laugh during weeks. Her cheek landed hard in the fresh grass and she heard herself utter a little stifled groan, when she raised her head it was for see his father walk quietly through the air watching her with amusement, he shook his blond head and give her a smile.
"They did not show you how to take a portkey at school?
- Must believe that no…" She mumbled, getting up and dusting her yellow dress with blue spots.
She took a twig that was stuck in his long hair, turned to his father who started to leave and dropped her bag in front of the scene which presented to her. His hands went up to her mouth which opened of delight while she made three steps forward.
"Oh god…
- It is beautiful, isn't it?
- Daddy… It is wonderful. Is it…?"
Luna bit her lip turning an envious look at her father and he seemed to understand because he shook his head, laughing.
"Oh no! No… It's not our house, it belongs to an old friend of mine who accepted to accommodate us the time to us to found something. Arthur Weasley, a brave man. Maybe you don't remember but you enjoyed playing with his daughter and his younger son."
Luna suddenly felt less enchanted. For some strange reason she had forgotten many elements from before her mother's death and she had no desire to find old memories. Taking back her luggage she took a deep breath before following her father to the beautiful house in front of her.
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Luna showed now a smile to make pale a dead man, the smile she had when she was a few embarrassed. Her friends knew immediately recognize it, them, in those cases they don't encumbered her. The perfect opposite of the famous Mrs. Weasley.
"Oh my god, Luna, sweetie, how you grew up… You're so beautiful."
The girl gasped by seeing the housewife to approach with big step towards her to take her in her arms.
"Thanks… Thank you, madam.
- Madam? But Luna no… Call me Molly.
- Mom, I think you embarrassed her. She's just arrived, let her the time to regain her brands."
The woman dropped the girl then to step back to a boy, who seemed to have the same age than Luna, to take him by the shoulder by advancing. He looked up at Luna an annoyed look and smiled desolately.
"But you may remember Ron ald. I'm sorry that Ginny couldn't be here, but she is in her friend's house and don't go come back after few days. She is so excited and she really wants to see you, do you remember Ginny?
- So… Actually no. Not Ginny and not Ronald.
- Oh really? That curious, you liked each other a lot…
- You know Molly the… choc was very, very hard for Luna and she don't really remember our life before the France.
- I understand… My poor girl. Anyway, you're still glad to come back?
- Not really..."
This spontaneity have surprised Molly Weasley because she showed a real sign of taken aback and dropped her son who himself seemed a little surprised.
"Our new life was good after all…"
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Here's the prologue. Hope you liked it. Sorry again for the mistake, it would be a relief if someone was willing to correct me. Bye !