Disclaimer: I do not own, nor hold any claim to, any part of the Harry Potter franchise...No matter how badly I wished that I did.
Luna Lovegood
She was knocking on my door, it was pouring rain, she was soaked to the bone. October 22, 2000, around one in the morning. She stayed at my house for a week after that, went back to be with him for Halloween. She said it was always a hard time for him. The night she came to me, it was awful. She was screaming her head off like she was still being tortured.. I think the most terrifying part was that she was so frazzled and in such disarray. Hermione Granger should never have been knocked down like that, ever. I know everyone is finding things to blame – they should look no farther than me. She came to my home bruised and battered and I didn't do anything. That doesn't mean I didn't try. I just didn't try hard enough, that's all… It's a terrible excuse. I actually had called Ron while she was asleep in my guest bedroom that very night. He got there, took one look at her and started screaming. When she awoke…he got to his knees and begged her to go to the authorities – to tell someone, anyone. She refused. He's never been the same since that moment.
