TWO
"That's bloody fricking great! Now, if you don't mind, I am expected at the ice cream parlor!" He didn't do anything to get out of her way. "Move," she added loudly, annoyed, ignoring his outstretched hand.
After a couple of seconds of still not moving, he spoke, "How about...no?" He smirked wildly, obviously curious what she would do.
"Then I'll jinx you," she threatened.
"You're underage," he laughed.
"You were threatening me," she added.
"I believe it was the other way around-"
"Oh, Dumbledore! H-he said he was go-going to h-hurt m-m-me!" she cried, putting on some fake tears. "Need I say more?" Savanah inquired, her real voice coming back and the tears gone from her eyes.
"Nah, I'm goo-"
"Are you going to move?" she interrupted.
"No," he said playfully, pushing her back slightly.
She exhaled loudly and pushed past him, causing him to lose his balance.
"Oh, come on, Savanah!" he yelled from behind her, jogging to keep up to her quick pace.
"You're a jerk and you're mean to those who haven't done anything to you!" she yelled back at him, not turning to face him.
"But I've never been that mean to you-"
"Right, Malfoy, just leave me alone, okay?" she spat.
With that, before he could answer, she stalked off, leaving him staring in interest.
Minutes later, Savanah found herself standing in front of the ice cream parlor in Diagon Alley. One of her friends, Luna Lovegood, sat at an outside booth. She went and sat down. She set her books on the table and waited. Luna was reading her father's magazine.
Almost a minute later, Luna looked up and stared at Savanah. "Do I know you?' was the first thing that came out of her mouth, politely enough.
"Have I changed that much?" Savanah queried, "I mean, I get the killer tan at my Aunt's house, I wear some make-up, I grow in the chest, and lose my baby fat, and suddenly I'm not even recognizable to my own friend!"
"Oh, hello, Savanah," Luna said casually, going back to her magazine.
Savanah shook her head and laughed lightly before looking around and noticing her better of her two friends was missing. "Hey, Luna, where's Gin?"
"Huh?" she questioned, then, "Oh, Ginerva. Didn't you hear? I would have thought she'd have told you. Her parents made her go to the World Cup," Luna said simply.
"The Quidditch World Cup? Her parents made her go?" She asked, shocked.
"Well, yeah, she wanted to see yo-"
"Luna, you've got to be kidding me, the Quidditch World Cup is a once in a lifetime opportunity! I would kill to go! But I was in France and my parents didn't get tickets," Savanah drawled.
"Yeah, but she hasn't seen you all summe-"
"Luna! She'll see me in a week!" her voice loosing its calm quality.
"Don't get prissy with me, I'm just saying what she said," Luna snapped in a mothering tone.
"I'm sorry, Luna," Savanah replied sarcastically. Luna waved her hand, dismissing the subject, and misunderstanding the sarcasm.
"Ginny's family got top box seats! Top Box! Isn't that wonderful?" Luna asked, clearly excepting her apology.
"Oh, she must be so excited! Top Box! Those ticket's go for hundreds of galleons. You get to meet the teams." Savanah cried in excitement, feeling herself changing her personality more and more as she went along. "Good for Ginny!"
Of course, Ginny's family was incredibly poor. Savanah had been to the Quidditch World Cup in several countries now.
"Now, how was France?"
"My Grandfather died," Savanah droned, struggling to hide her true feelings.
"Oh my gawd, Savanah, I'm so sorry, are you okay?" Luna raised her eyes from her magazine with a worried expression.
"I don't want to talk about it, I'm fine," Savanah insisted.
"Okay," Luna agreed, but her eyes said different, it would be more difficult to convince Ginny and get her to shut up about it.
"So what did you do in France?" Luna asked after about a minute of silence, still with some awkwardness.
"Well, my Grandfather died the first week I was ther-"
"Are you kidding me? Savanah, I thought this was recent! Not two months ago! Ginny is going to be so mad you didn't tell her sooner!"
"-and my Aunt forced me to go outside," Savanah continued, ignoring Luna completely, "because she said it wasn't healthy for a girl my age to be inside all the time."
"Well, it is nice not to see you all pale, no offence, Savanah," she said bluntly.
"None taken. How was your summer?"
"Boring, as usual. I just read the Quibbler for most of it. I pretty much have them all memorized," Luna said slowly, reading an article at the same time. She laughed unexpectedly, causing Savanah to jump slightly, closed the magazine and threw it on the table. "So have you gotten your books for the new school year?" she asked, pulling out a piece of parchment from one of her pockets in her robes.
"No," Savanah responded bluntly.
"Then what are those?" she asked, nodding to the books on the table while reading the list at the same time.
"Free reading for the next week," Savanah replied.
"You can't expect to read those all in the next week."
"And why not? It's only three, plus, my Aunt hasn't let me read all summer. I could barely go to the bathroom," Savanah giggled.
"Whatever, Savanah, let's go get our stuff then."
They stood, collected their things, and then headed out to Flourish and Blotts. Luna and her hung out for the rest of the morning, catching up on their eventful summers—or more like Savanah's eventful summer, and Luna's incredibly boring and all too descriptive summer.
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