I do not own Harry Potter. Please note that the Prologue is just as important as the actual story and you won't understand what is happening if you haven't read the Prologue. The chapters will be short but I will update lots. Please enjoy the story!

Chapter 1: It's Time

"BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP! BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP! BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP!" Luna's Nargle alarm clock Blared through the house and she reached a hand to turn it off. She didn't open her eyes at first. She liked to wait a few minutes completely still before she got up every morning, this way she could remember her dreams quickly.
"Hmm...Nothing special." She thought and opened her eyes. It was the day after her eighteenth Birthday. The 23rd April 1999. Last night she had had the dream. The dream that she had been waiting for which she had written in her Dream Diary, now buried deep into her rucksack. Today was the day she went on her Mission. The Mission of which she had no idea what to do. She hoped it would just come to her.
Luna walked downstairs, to the kitchen to find her father making breakfast. "Here we are!" He said, laying down two bowls on either side of the table. "Porridge and a Fruit Salad."
"Thanks Dad." Luna said and sat down to eat her breakfast.
"So do you know where you're going first?"
Luna smiled. When she had told her Dad that she was leaving, maybe forever, he hadn't even tried to stop her. He had just accepted that it was time to move on. He hadn't even asked any questions. He didn't need to. He trusted her. He trusted that she was going for a good reason and that she wasn't going to change her mind. That was one of the things she loved about her dad. He loved her and protected her, but he wasn't over-protective, and he knew that she was eighteen, not eight. "All I know is that I'm going alone. At first, anyway. After that, I'll leave it to whatever happens."
"I'll miss you, Luna." He said, a tear in his eye.
"I'll miss you too." She replied, and ate her last mouthful. She got up from her chair and walked over to the hall. She put on her shoes and reached down to pick up her rucksack.
"Wait." Her dad said, and ran up the stairs to his room. He brought back down a daisy chain and wrapped it around her neck. "It was your mothers. It's very delicate, but it has an enchanted spell, so you cannot be harmed as long as you are wearing it."
She smiled. "Goodbye." She opened the door, waved goodbye to her father and walked out. She walked on through their front garden and out into the world. It was time.