And then what happened?
She told me about this 'flesh-eating pear' or something. I stopped paying attention after the first thirty minutes.
Did you learn anything... factual?
I got to meet her parents, does that count?
I suppose.
They're... Well, zany, to say the least.
They have her for a daughter. What did you expect?
Her mom seemed normal-er, she had this weird glasses thing stuck up on her hair, she said they were a special kind of goggle, they were too flat if you ask me.
Well, she is an inventor, maybe she invented those.
Yeah, but the kinds of spells and potions she makes are dangerous. If one of them exploded in her face...
It'd be her fault for not taking all the security precautions, why do you care anyway?
I was around her and her daughter for five hours, it was a bonding time.
You said you stopped paying attention after half an hour.
To what Luna was saying. Her mom was something different.
How so?
She, well, she had this kind of gentleness that made you want to listen to her stores for hours. And that's what I did.
What kind of stories?
All kinds. Muggle legends, historic tales, mythical adventures. They were great.
Sounds like they should hire her to be the new History of Magic Professor
Why?
The current one, (at least to my knowledge) Prof. Binns, is the most deadpan, boring, insufferable teacher I've ever had. And I went to Muggle school.
Really?
Oh yes, Binns could put almost everyone to sleep. I didn't nap like my classmates, but I worked on elaborate schemes in my dull time.
And the Muggle school?
Oh, yes, that was pretty bad, to understate it.
What was it like.
Muggle.
Was it a bad Muggle school? by their standards?
For me.
Why?
Besides my being a Wizard? I'd rather not say.
Ok.
So Mrs. Lovegood...?
She was nice, Mr. Lovegood wouldn't stop staring at me though, I think he was a bit, off.
Where Luna must get it from.
She's a lot like her mom too. I just wish I could get my mom to notice me llike hers does.
Your mother ignores you?
A bit. I don't think she does it on purpose though, she's nearly always busy, being Mrs. Malfoy and all that.
I'm sure she has a lot of responsibilities.
Yeah, but I have to do either super amazing or super destructive stuff in order for her to even acknowledge that I'm in the room. Unless we're at parties, then she keeps me close.
Doesn't the saying go, keep your friends close, your enemies closer, and your children a handsbreadth away?
I have never heard that before.
You haven't been around enough little children.
And you have?
Orphanage. Remember?
Oh yeah.
What else happened at the meeting?
Oh, nothing, just talking.
Just talking? Draco, you're building relationships between other pureblood families. Every syllable is either a great gain or loss.
Isn't that always true?
All the more reason to keep a close guard on your mouth.
Yeah, I guess.
Are you ok Draco?
Yeah. I am. How about you?
I'm fine, just the infinite darkness that threatens to consume my days.
Um. Tom. That's sort of... I'm starting to worry about you.
Oh, I'm fine.
Ok. I'm sure you can handle the darkness.
Yup. And you can handle the life of a businessman/politician.
I'm going to need a lot of help.
"Wasn't he awesome?!"
"Yes Luna, you've said it only a hundred times."
"And I could say it a hundred more! I like having friends!"
"Yes Moonbeam, friends are wonderful, but right now I need some help."
Luna sighed and picked up the shovel and handed it to her mother, grunting slightly under its weight and the sun shining down on her. Her mother accepted the tool with thanks and wiped the dirt off of her bare fingers before taking it from her young daughter.
"Mum, when can we have Draco over again?" Luna said, kneeling next to her mother, who was busy giving the ground a series of sharp thwacks.
"Moonbeam, he was just here yesterday. Can't you wait a little longer before asking for a second visit?"
"Yes mum," Luna mumbled, resting her hands hard into her pink covered knees.
"Mum?"
"Yes, Moonbeam?"
"What are we doing?"
"Oh, this?" Pandora Lovegood said, straightening her back and turning to face Luna, dropping the shovel lightly next to her. "I'm preparing the ground for gardening."
"I know that." Luna said, "What are we planting?"
"Why, we're planting Dirigible Plums of course."
"Oh." Luna said, like it was the most obvious oversight. "Sounds lovely."
Pandora smiled at her daughter, "They will be Moonbeam, they will be."
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