A/N: Padma/Luna for yellow14.
"You'd better not read under the Honeypeach tree. It's where Wrackspurts like to nest, you know."
Padma looks up from where she is sitting and smiles as a dreamy, blond girl approaches. She's not surprised. Only Luna could make a comment like that.
"What are Wrackspurts?" she asks the younger Ravenclaw, as she bookmarks the page she's at and closes her book.
"They are tiny creatures that like to invade your mind and make your brain go fuzzy, so you can't think straight anymore," Luna replies in all earnest.
The way she stands there, her hear glowing honey-gold in the April sun, she looks like some sort of fairy. Her skin is milky-white and Padma thinks that that colour would mix very well with her own burnt-caramel coloured skin. Milk and caramel, hands in honey, hands in chocolate, lips touching...
She shakes her head. She definitely isn't thinking staight. Maybe Luna is right. Maybe the Wrackspurts have invaded her mind.
Or maybe it's just because of Luna's presence that her brain is fuzzy.