Chapter 1: An Unwanted Guest
By DraganMir
In the pitch black darkness of the Gryffindor common room, an ornate grandfather clock booms twice. No one is awake to hear its chimes, but that is not to say that no one is there. A head of long, silvery-blonde hair shines in the dim moonlight from outside an open window. Sleepwalking once again, Luna Lovegood crosses the short distance between the windows she has just opened and climbed through, over to the staircase ascending to the boys' rooms. A slight suction sound echoes in the silence following each of her steps.
As she lifts her left foot toward the stairs, the charm protecting them detects the presence of a female and the stairs begin to spin, an attempt at barring students from entering dormitories of the opposite sex. Luna pauses for a second before she presses the sole of her plaid Converse against the wall. A quiet sound of suction against stone belies that these particular Converse shoes are not the normal Muggle brand. These are a custom version of the Weasley's new Wizard Wheeze– Suction Shoes.
Drowsily muttering something incoherently about billywigs, doxies, and rakspurts, Luna makes her way up the wall, her long hair dangling in front of her half-closed eyes. Up and up the tower she goes, past several rooms of the younger students, all of them fast asleep. The stairs have given up by now, probably because the girl-repelling charm was not placed on the whole tower. Perhaps if they had a magically recorded projection of Ron eating, it would keep any girls out indefinitely.
Luna steps down off of the wall–as if that was normal–and enters one of the dormitories. Walking across the room, in the dark, she somehow manages to not trip over anything without implementing her wand. As Luna reaches the opposite wall, she finds one of the several four-poster beds that occupied the room. In her half-sleep state, she recognises the familiar feel of a bed. Mistaking it as her own, she crawls on top of the sheets, despite the fact that something–or rather, someone–is already occupying the bed in question.
"Get away from my ears you rakspurts…mmm…," mumbles Luna, settling down once again into a more normal state of sleep.
At hearing a voice penetrating the sanctity of sleep, Harry Potter, still mostly asleep, attempts to turn over and push the intruder from his bed.
Groggily, Harry complains, "If you've had a nightmare, Ron, don't come to me for help."
"Mmph, budge up or bugger off," replies Luna, through the bliss sleep.
"What?!" blurts Harry as he falls from his bed onto the floor with a loud bang into his nightstand.
Propped upright in his bed, Ron grabs for his wand, looking for anyone who might be attacking him in his sleep. Noticing no noise save the sounds of sleep and Harry cursing to himself softly, Ron assumes that it is safe to cast Lumos spell and shed some light on the situation. As he raises his wand toward Harry's bed and the source of the commotion, the light from his wand falls upon the rather dainty figure of a girl.
Astonished, Ron looks at his best friend who is still on the floor. Ron sits up in his bed to get a better look. "Bloody Hell, Harry! Who knew you'd shack up with someone, who is she? And how'd you get her in here?"
"I didn't– I don't– Who– Or how–" Stammers Harry.
Rubbing the sleep from his eyes, Ron walks over to get a closer look at the girl on Harry's bed. "Blimey! It's Luna!"
Still sitting on the floor near his bed, and not yet recovered from his initial shock Harry questions, "What?"
"Harry, this is Luna Lovegood, one of our friends, how can you hook up with her?"
"I told you I didn't do anything, why don't you believe me?"
"Because there's a girl in your bed, mate. Well, I guess she isn't starkers or anything, so you must not have…but why–?"
At this moment Luna decides to wake from her sleep on top of Harry's bed. She flips over to calmly address, in the way that only she can, the two Gryffindor boys standing, gaping at her in utter bewilderment.
"Good morning, boys. You really are quite noisy. Don't want to wake the others now, do you?"