Crazy
Disclaimer: I probably own Harry Potter, but am just not aware of it on account of the zombies eating my brains. ^-^
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Crazy was a subjective word.
It could mean mad, insane, loopy, round-the-twist. Or it could mean funny, hyperactive, energetic. It could mean anything, really. The list never ended.
Luna Lovegood wasn't sure which meaning applied to her.
Many people referred to her as "Loony Lovegood". It wasn't exactly a secret. People would say it to her face, sometimes. It didn't bother her. For a long time she had even secretly agreed with them.
Then Ronald Weasley had come along. The first person in the world other than her father who hadn't pre-judged her for her strange habits. In fact, he seemed to find them entertaining at the very least. He was even her best friend now.
Now that she thought about it, that really wasn't anything to help confirm the existence of her sanity.
Far from it.
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