„Looney! Loooneyyy! Looney Lovegood!" "Hunting for naggles again?"

The teasing started almost before she had arrived at school. She had been looking forward to it, like almost all students, and in the beginning, she was confused and hurt: why wouldn't they see, even try to see her world? But soon she learned to ignore the quiet and not so quiet whispers behind her back. She knew she would always be an outsider. In the beginning, she had tried to blend in, but soon she learned that was the wrong way to go.

It didn't matter what the others said as long as you stayed true to yourself.

If that was the only thing school had taught her: that it had.