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Her Prince Charming
Chapter 1: A Disastrous Summer
Sixteen-year-old Luna Lovegood sat at her bedroom window, bored, so bored that even the littlest happening would interest her.
She sighed blissfully. Nothing could make her happy. Nothing, except..........him.
Luna turned to her wall and unpinned his picture from it.
"Well Harry," she whispered. "Like usual, I am bored. But you would not bore me. No, you excite me every time I think about you."
For almost five years now, Luna had been in love with Harry Potter. Not only was he very handsome, but also courageous and kind. Luna liked that in a man.
Of course Luna had known the story of how his parents perished to the Dark Lord, and had felt great sympathy towards him, but did not think anything of Harry.
It had been in her first year that she started crushing on him. She had been going to class that faithful day, when a fourth year Ravenclaw had tripped her, knocking her books out of her arms. She had just finished picking them up when she got up, turned around and saw Harry for the first time. He had been with his two best friends, Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley. It was truly love at first sight.
Luna had gone into her second year, and Harry into his third. To Luna, every year Harry got more and more handsome. It was that year when Luna finally found out, she was in love with Harry Potter. She had admired, cherished, and beheld every little thing about Harry. His glasses, his scar, his hands, his hair, etc. There was absolutely nothing about him that she did not love.
The years went by and Luna found herself in fourth year, when good luck came to her. She had been riding by herself like usual (for she had no friends) in the train carriage, on her way to her fourth year at Hogwarts, when the compartment door opened, and none other than Harry, his friend Neville Longbottom, and Ron's sister, Ginny stepped in. Soon Hermione and Ron had joined them.
Luna had been thrilled that Harry and his friends decided to share a car with her. But not for long. Luna could still hear Ginny's harsh words before entering her compartment.
"There's room in this one," Ginny had said, "there's only Loony Lovegood in here "
That's right. Loony. That's what everyone called her at Hogwarts. Everyone, except Harry, thankfully.
During that ride Luna felt like an idiot. Everything she said seemed stupid to everyone else. In fact except for when Harry had borrowed her magazine, The Quibbler, (which she felt honored), she felt stupid and gawky.
Throughout that year, Luna would constantly see Harry everywhere. They had Care of Magical Creatures together, and at one of the lessons, when Hagrid had a creature that could not be seen except by people who have seen death, Luna had been very happy when she found out that only Harry and she (Luna had watched her mother die when she was three) were the only ones who could see them.
At the end of the year, Luna had begged Ron to let her join him, Neville, Harry, Ginny, and Hermione. To her greatest happiness, Ron relunctly agreed, only because Harry needed help.
So Luna went along, helping Harry fight off the Death Eaters at the Ministry of Magic. Luna remembered getting hit with a curse, but to her disappointment, Harry did not, as her handy book of romance said, rushing to her wounded body and clung desperately to her.
But all the teenagers lived, and Luna felt a deep sense of sadness towards Harry when she found out his godfather had died that night.
Her fifth year had gone by quick as well. Only whenever she saw Harry, he would ignore her. Luna had been very broken-hearted that year. Only her book of romance would say, her heart had been torn to shreds, her love bleeding through the tears away into the coldness of hate.
Luna smiled at his picture, which stared, very puzzled, back at her. No matter what, she loved Harry and always would. Even if he didn't love her back.
"LUNA!!!"
Luna cringed at her father's angry voice.
"WHERE IS MY BLOODY DINNER?!"
Luna gasped when she remembered the forgotten plate of noodles and shrimp she had prepared for her father.
She raced into the kitchen and pulled them out of the refridgerator.
"Here they are Father." She cried, as she raced into the living room and handed them to him. Mr. Lovegood took a bite and spit it out almost immediately.
"YOU CALL THAT DINNER?!" he screamed, his body towering over hers. "THAT IS NOTHING BUT FREAKING DIRT, YOU POOR EXCUSE FOR A DAUGHTER!!!!!"
He reached for the belt.
"No, father, please don't. I am sorry!!!" she begged realizing what was going to happen.
Mr. Lovegood grabbed her arm.
"THIS IS FOR DAUGHTERS WHO DON'T TREAT THEIR FATHER'S A LITTLE RESPECT!!!" he spit.
Luna screamed.
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Her Prince Charming
Chapter 1: A Disastrous Summer
Sixteen-year-old Luna Lovegood sat at her bedroom window, bored, so bored that even the littlest happening would interest her.
She sighed blissfully. Nothing could make her happy. Nothing, except..........him.
Luna turned to her wall and unpinned his picture from it.
"Well Harry," she whispered. "Like usual, I am bored. But you would not bore me. No, you excite me every time I think about you."
For almost five years now, Luna had been in love with Harry Potter. Not only was he very handsome, but also courageous and kind. Luna liked that in a man.
Of course Luna had known the story of how his parents perished to the Dark Lord, and had felt great sympathy towards him, but did not think anything of Harry.
It had been in her first year that she started crushing on him. She had been going to class that faithful day, when a fourth year Ravenclaw had tripped her, knocking her books out of her arms. She had just finished picking them up when she got up, turned around and saw Harry for the first time. He had been with his two best friends, Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley. It was truly love at first sight.
Luna had gone into her second year, and Harry into his third. To Luna, every year Harry got more and more handsome. It was that year when Luna finally found out, she was in love with Harry Potter. She had admired, cherished, and beheld every little thing about Harry. His glasses, his scar, his hands, his hair, etc. There was absolutely nothing about him that she did not love.
The years went by and Luna found herself in fourth year, when good luck came to her. She had been riding by herself like usual (for she had no friends) in the train carriage, on her way to her fourth year at Hogwarts, when the compartment door opened, and none other than Harry, his friend Neville Longbottom, and Ron's sister, Ginny stepped in. Soon Hermione and Ron had joined them.
Luna had been thrilled that Harry and his friends decided to share a car with her. But not for long. Luna could still hear Ginny's harsh words before entering her compartment.
"There's room in this one," Ginny had said, "there's only Loony Lovegood in here "
That's right. Loony. That's what everyone called her at Hogwarts. Everyone, except Harry, thankfully.
During that ride Luna felt like an idiot. Everything she said seemed stupid to everyone else. In fact except for when Harry had borrowed her magazine, The Quibbler, (which she felt honored), she felt stupid and gawky.
Throughout that year, Luna would constantly see Harry everywhere. They had Care of Magical Creatures together, and at one of the lessons, when Hagrid had a creature that could not be seen except by people who have seen death, Luna had been very happy when she found out that only Harry and she (Luna had watched her mother die when she was three) were the only ones who could see them.
At the end of the year, Luna had begged Ron to let her join him, Neville, Harry, Ginny, and Hermione. To her greatest happiness, Ron relunctly agreed, only because Harry needed help.
So Luna went along, helping Harry fight off the Death Eaters at the Ministry of Magic. Luna remembered getting hit with a curse, but to her disappointment, Harry did not, as her handy book of romance said, rushing to her wounded body and clung desperately to her.
But all the teenagers lived, and Luna felt a deep sense of sadness towards Harry when she found out his godfather had died that night.
Her fifth year had gone by quick as well. Only whenever she saw Harry, he would ignore her. Luna had been very broken-hearted that year. Only her book of romance would say, her heart had been torn to shreds, her love bleeding through the tears away into the coldness of hate.
Luna smiled at his picture, which stared, very puzzled, back at her. No matter what, she loved Harry and always would. Even if he didn't love her back.
"LUNA!!!"
Luna cringed at her father's angry voice.
"WHERE IS MY BLOODY DINNER?!"
Luna gasped when she remembered the forgotten plate of noodles and shrimp she had prepared for her father.
She raced into the kitchen and pulled them out of the refridgerator.
"Here they are Father." She cried, as she raced into the living room and handed them to him. Mr. Lovegood took a bite and spit it out almost immediately.
"YOU CALL THAT DINNER?!" he screamed, his body towering over hers. "THAT IS NOTHING BUT FREAKING DIRT, YOU POOR EXCUSE FOR A DAUGHTER!!!!!"
He reached for the belt.
"No, father, please don't. I am sorry!!!" she begged realizing what was going to happen.
Mr. Lovegood grabbed her arm.
"THIS IS FOR DAUGHTERS WHO DON'T TREAT THEIR FATHER'S A LITTLE RESPECT!!!" he spit.
Luna screamed.
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