a/n: Um... hello. I know this chapter is kind of short, but they do get longer. A little. It's not going to be a very long story, so I apologize if that's what you were hoping for. I just wanted to write something cute with Luna, because I adore her.
Chapter One
an abundance of essays
Luna Lovegood sat in the Ravenclaw common room. The amount of homework the fifth years had been assigned was unbearable; she had been working on her Potions essay for a total of three hours. Finally, she put the finishing touches on her embellishment of the letter "R" and sat back in her chair.
She didn't have to draw little pictures around all of the capital letters, but it made everything so much more interesting. She was sure Professor Snape would appreciate the effort. Even if he did act like a greasy git most (no, she corrected herself. ALL) of the time... he must have been attacked by nargles as a child. No matter.
She sighed deeply and pulled her Transfiguration textbook along with another roll of parchment toward her. But looking at the assignment made her head spin with exhaustion. Maybe she would just take a teeny little break. She could always finish it later.
She would finish it later. No one, and I repeat, no one entered Professor McGonnagall's classroom without their homework completed. And it had better have been completed well. Or else...
Standing up quickly, she spun around seven times with her arms held above her head, grabbed her bag, slung it over her shoulder, and skipped out of the portrait hole, humming a little song of her own invention.