I don't know why I acted like that. I am usually very cool about being called Loony Lovegood. I amused to it. I am used to getting picked on. That's their habit. That's my habit. I guess it's normal for a teacher to say they don't. They have to. Professor Wood probably feels exactly the same way as the rest of them but actually cares to say he doesn't. Well, that doesn't change anything at all. The first thing I'm going to do tomorrow is tell him that I'm quitting his stupid class.
I continue up the staircase to Ravenclaw's common room. My day is going quite bad but it gets even worse when I hear those oh-so-familiar giggles. I can't believe how unlucky I ca be in one day.
"Oh you guys! Look who it is. It's Loony!" A honey sweet voice sounds off.
I roll my eyes at the greeting. "Is that all you can come up with? It's great you're not getting bored, but I am." I turn to smile at Emma Weiferson.
Her smile wavers a little at my comment but returns. "I'm sorry Loony. It's just that with you the way you are, I thought you'd like me to say the same thing over and over again so you won't have to use your pea-sized brain to think up a new comeback." The rest of the girls laugh along with Emma. "See you around Loony." Emma begins to saunter off into her little world before adding, "And you might want to check with the Squid. I think he has something of yours." She smiles slyly and leaves.
What did they steal from me this time? I look at my watch and realize I don't have much time to retrieve my books and go to Potions. I decide to go to the lake at lunch and run to my room now. When I reach the top of the stairs, I see another person I do not want to see.
"I saw what happened." Professor Wood says softly.
This guy has a thing for touching a nerve. "I don't need your pity." I spit. I push past him and leave him to consider that next time, I better not see his face.
When I finally reach Professor Snape's classroom, I am 2 minutes late. "Miss Lovegood, care to tell us why you are so late for such an important class?"
I look stupidly at him. "Well, I um… I was rushing…and um...before I was...in um…"
"5 points from Ravenclaw for your inefficient manage of time and your inability to form a single sentence. Sit down."
The entire class roar with laughter, even my own house. Quite embarrassed, I quickly hurry to an empty seat near the door. I sigh and open our book to the present page. For the next half hour, we copy down notes and read off of our textbook. Then, a light tap sounds behind me. I turn to look and apparently, Wood hasn't learned his lesson because there he is again.
"Excuse me, Professor Snape. Sorry to drop in on you in the middle of class but, could I talk to Luna Lovegood for a moment please?" he asks politely.
"You haven't changed at all have you?" Snape completely evades the question. "Always interrupting my class with your silly quidditch business." He sneers.
Wood smiles politely. "Same to you."
The class can't help but chuckle. Snape clears his throat loudly and the class quiets down.
I glare at Wood, clearly not wanting to leave. What does he want with me? All I did was shout at him a bit but everyone does so once in a while. He doesn't have to do this. "Professor, I'm not finished with my notes yet. Perhaps I could talk to Professor Wood another time."
Snape looks at me questioningly. I think he sees that I don't want to go and being the nice teacher that he is, he makes me go. "Mr. Wood seems urgent and I suppose it is important enough to barge in on my class. As always," he pauses and looks at the other teacher right in the eye, "right Wood? Go now." He directs at me.
Wood nods, satisfied. He beckons me to follow him. I groan and get up. Why is this happening to me? Whatever did I do wrong? "Yes Mr. Wood? Is there anything I can help you with because please, I would love to lend a hand!" I say sarcastically.
"Alright, I think we got off on the wrong foot, perhaps we could start again?" He waits, actually expecting me to accept.
"Is this why you took me out of class and interrupted my studies for? Do you enjoy seeing me fail Potions? I don't need this." I turn away to leave but he stops me.
"I don't pity you. I just thought you wanted to talk to someone." He says genuinely.
"No, I don't need to talk to anyone, especially you. Why are you doing this anyway? Why don't you just go back to teaching and making kids' life horrible? As it is clearly what you miserable people do as you can see." I turn and imagine throwing fireballs through the door and hitting Snape square in the face. I face Wood again and glare at him venomously.
"I'm just trying to help. No need to rip my eyes out just because I care." He looks at me hurt, and then walks off.
Great, just great. He's supposed to be the one left standing here feeling horrible. Instead, I'm slouching here feeling miserable. Why did I do that? Do I not think before I speak? I guess I am a little bit on the rude side. Ok fine, I am rude. Goddammit, what is wrong with me?! He didn't do anything wrong. He just wants to know if I am fine and I chase him off. Luna, Luna, Loony. Do you know how many girls in this school would have died to be in your position a few moments ago?
Well, no.
A lot.
Ok, I can stop talking to myself now.
So what if the guy is caring and kind and nice and athletic and good-looking? That doesn't mean he can't be a bit nosy sometimes. Yeah, that's right. He is nosy. I have all the right in the world to yell at him. I don't like nosy people. Nobody likes nosy people. He'll probably yell at me if I am ever snooping in his business and eavesdrops on his conversations. It is perfectly fine for me to bitch at him. Yes, it is.
No, it isn't.