Disclaimer: See previous chapters
A/N: sorry that it took me forever to get this chapter up but I honestly couldn't figure out where I wanted this chapter to go but finally my muse hit me and voila! So I hope you enjoy this chapter, some old characters will be popping in!
Ch.2
Luna looked around her taking in the sights of young wizards and witches buying their first wands and robes for Hogwarts. She smiled recalling how nervous she had been when she was buying her first robes. Luna quickly shook off her reverie and walked into Brinton Lokt the popular bookstore.
"Now let's see...where is the magical creatures section" she mused scanning the store with her eyes. "Ah! There it is!"
Luna began making her way through the crowded store to the back section. "I wonder if they have it," she thought as she rifled through the different titles of rare magical creatures. "Crumpled...crumpled...crumpled...here we are! My Adventures With Crumpled Horn Snorkacks by Alfred James Flinigan, daddy has wanted this forever! Luna thought with a smile. It would be sure to lift his spirits.
She spun around on her heel in order to pay for the book when she ran into something very hard and solid causing her to drop her shoulder bag and book onto the ground.
"Owe!" she yelped. "Oh bloody hell! I am so sorry! Are you alright?" came a contrite voice from above.
Luna looked up prepared to give the stranger a brutal tongue lashing for not watching where they were going when she gasped. There standing before her clad in red and black quidditch holding a broom was the one and only Ron Weasley.
"Miss? Are you alright?" Ron questioned this creature before him, there was something vaguely familiar about her but he couldn't put his finger on it.
"I'm fine," she sputtered as she kneeled down to pick up the various items that had fallen. "Oh help!" Luna thought as she readjusted her sunglasses and straightened her skirt. "Um...excuse me!" she said as she almost ran out of the shop.
"Wait!" Ron called, "you left your book!" Ron shook his head as he glanced at the title, Crumpled Horn Snorkacks, "where have I heard that before?" He thought.
Luna was breathing heavily by the time she made her way out of Diagon Alley. She was visibly shaken – Ron Weasley – she knew she would eventually run into someone that went to Hogwarts, someone associated with him but she hadn't imagined it would be this soon! She absentmindedly stroked the black star necklace that had long since replaced her infamous Butterbeer cap necklace. Could she handle this? She questioned herself for what seemed to be the umpteenth time. But then again your father is ill chances are you won't run into too many people while taking care of him!
Suddenly realizing she still needed to find a way to her father's home (since the Shrinking Charm she placed on her trunk would effectively reverse while apparating) Luna determinately headed towards Palmud's Inn. There, she would be able to hail a winged chariot, similar to how muggles hail a taxicab. She thought of taking the Knight Bus, but remembered that it was restricted to the muggle world, and it was created for wizards and witches stranded for whatever reason. Approaching Mr. Cush, the Inn's chariot keeper, Luna thought of the thestrals that pull the carriages at Hogwarts. She loved the thestrals but traveling by winged chariot was infinitely better after all the thestral service was highly impractical especially since 95% of the time the person driving them couldn't actually SEE them!
"Excuse me, Mr. Cush?" Luna asked, "I need a chariot to take me to 714 Middle Sea Road."
"See that third one from the left, the dark blue one?" Luna nodded, "That one will take you there, it will be four sickles."
As soon as Luna paid Mr. Cush, the chariot lifted off from where it was in line and flew over to where was standing.
"Well that's new," Luna thought as she climbed into the chariot. "The last time I took a winged chariot I had to find it!"
The trip to her childhood home lasted all of twenty minutes and was highly uneventful. Luna amused herself by looking at the scenery flying by her till she became rather dizzy and had to close her eyes. Before she knew it the chariot came to a jerking stop in front of her old home very nearly throwing her from the chariot. "Well that hasn't changed!" Luna mused as she dismounted from the chariot.
Luna ran to the door and let herself in. "Father?" Luna called placing her things in the lavish foyer, and headed into the living room where she found her father resting against a mound of pillows with his left leg on the couch and his right leg on the floor.
"Luna?" he said rather surprised to see his only daughter!
"Daddy! Are you ok? How are you feeling? Do you want me to get you anything?" Luna said in a rush as she began fluffing the pillow behind his head and straightening the pillows on the couch. All of a sudden there was a loud CRACK distracting her from the task at hand.
"Sorry Wyeth. I had to finish some paper work before I could leave," came the aged voice of Albus Dumbledore.
"Quite alright Albus, you are right on time. It seems Luna may join us!"
Hearing her name Luna snapped out of her daze and shock at seeing the headmaster in her home. She took in the sight of the tea service on the table and realized her father's intention to have a sit down tea.
"Daddy, I don't know if it's wise for you to have visitors in your condition. Wait a second, what is your condition?"
"Oh did I not tell you what happened?"
"No..." Luna stated curiously.
"It's quite the tale! I was in the Whisper Fields of Sweden documenting rare birds that nest underground," he paused for dramatics, "you remember we went on an expedition like this when you were younger."
Luna nodded, "yes the plastol oid birds."
"Indeed a very rare bird, I got some very interesting footage! But yes while I was walking an unseen hole tripped me. The healer wants me to stay off it for three weeks."
"Wait! Birds? And a hole? And 3 weeks? 3 weeks? Luna said dumbstruck.
"Well chocolate has miraculous powers else it would have been longer. But its only a minor sprain." he said.
"A minor sprain? A minor sprain?" Luna said dumbfounded.
"Dear is there a reason you keep repeating everything I say? Like that bird..." he asked innocently.
"A parrot," interjected Dumbledore.
"Yes! That's it," her father said.
"Daddy, I don't think you understand. I quit my job! I don't have a flat for two years! I can't go back! And all this for a sprained ankle?"
"Well I didn't ask you too, all I asked for was a list of potential buyers, which by the way I found one. Your cousin Ptolemy may prove worthy of the task."
"Well that's just lovely Daddy. But what the hell am I supposed to do? I thought you were in PAIN and now I find out this!"
"Oh so it takes me being in pain for you to finally visit me after six years?" her father fired back effectively silencing her.
"Well I for one am very happy to see you again Miss Lovegood. You were always a great pupil," Dumbledore said sagely.
"Yes, well thank you Professor," Luna said quietly embarrassed about her huge row with her father.
"Incidentally Miss Lovegood, I have great news for you! You received a commendation for your work in the war."
"I.... did?"
"Yes, for the spell that you helped Mr. Potter create to kill Tom," Dumbledore said offhandedly, "It's in my office at Hogwarts, if you would like to pick it up in two weeks when your father is feeling better."
"Er...yes, I suppose," Luna replied.
"Well now that, that's settled, Wyeth I suggest that we pour the tea before it gets cold? Miss Lovegood please sit down and tell us what you have been up to," Dumbledore said with a smile.
Luna sat down feeling that she had been effectively trapped and no longer knew what she was to do. Yet, she had a feeling as the kind old wizard poured her a cup of tea that he had more up his sleeve then she was aware of.
A/N: sorry that it took me forever to get this chapter up but I honestly couldn't figure out where I wanted this chapter to go but finally my muse hit me and voila! So I hope you enjoy this chapter, some old characters will be popping in!
Ch.2
Luna looked around her taking in the sights of young wizards and witches buying their first wands and robes for Hogwarts. She smiled recalling how nervous she had been when she was buying her first robes. Luna quickly shook off her reverie and walked into Brinton Lokt the popular bookstore.
"Now let's see...where is the magical creatures section" she mused scanning the store with her eyes. "Ah! There it is!"
Luna began making her way through the crowded store to the back section. "I wonder if they have it," she thought as she rifled through the different titles of rare magical creatures. "Crumpled...crumpled...crumpled...here we are! My Adventures With Crumpled Horn Snorkacks by Alfred James Flinigan, daddy has wanted this forever! Luna thought with a smile. It would be sure to lift his spirits.
She spun around on her heel in order to pay for the book when she ran into something very hard and solid causing her to drop her shoulder bag and book onto the ground.
"Owe!" she yelped. "Oh bloody hell! I am so sorry! Are you alright?" came a contrite voice from above.
Luna looked up prepared to give the stranger a brutal tongue lashing for not watching where they were going when she gasped. There standing before her clad in red and black quidditch holding a broom was the one and only Ron Weasley.
"Miss? Are you alright?" Ron questioned this creature before him, there was something vaguely familiar about her but he couldn't put his finger on it.
"I'm fine," she sputtered as she kneeled down to pick up the various items that had fallen. "Oh help!" Luna thought as she readjusted her sunglasses and straightened her skirt. "Um...excuse me!" she said as she almost ran out of the shop.
"Wait!" Ron called, "you left your book!" Ron shook his head as he glanced at the title, Crumpled Horn Snorkacks, "where have I heard that before?" He thought.
Luna was breathing heavily by the time she made her way out of Diagon Alley. She was visibly shaken – Ron Weasley – she knew she would eventually run into someone that went to Hogwarts, someone associated with him but she hadn't imagined it would be this soon! She absentmindedly stroked the black star necklace that had long since replaced her infamous Butterbeer cap necklace. Could she handle this? She questioned herself for what seemed to be the umpteenth time. But then again your father is ill chances are you won't run into too many people while taking care of him!
Suddenly realizing she still needed to find a way to her father's home (since the Shrinking Charm she placed on her trunk would effectively reverse while apparating) Luna determinately headed towards Palmud's Inn. There, she would be able to hail a winged chariot, similar to how muggles hail a taxicab. She thought of taking the Knight Bus, but remembered that it was restricted to the muggle world, and it was created for wizards and witches stranded for whatever reason. Approaching Mr. Cush, the Inn's chariot keeper, Luna thought of the thestrals that pull the carriages at Hogwarts. She loved the thestrals but traveling by winged chariot was infinitely better after all the thestral service was highly impractical especially since 95% of the time the person driving them couldn't actually SEE them!
"Excuse me, Mr. Cush?" Luna asked, "I need a chariot to take me to 714 Middle Sea Road."
"See that third one from the left, the dark blue one?" Luna nodded, "That one will take you there, it will be four sickles."
As soon as Luna paid Mr. Cush, the chariot lifted off from where it was in line and flew over to where was standing.
"Well that's new," Luna thought as she climbed into the chariot. "The last time I took a winged chariot I had to find it!"
The trip to her childhood home lasted all of twenty minutes and was highly uneventful. Luna amused herself by looking at the scenery flying by her till she became rather dizzy and had to close her eyes. Before she knew it the chariot came to a jerking stop in front of her old home very nearly throwing her from the chariot. "Well that hasn't changed!" Luna mused as she dismounted from the chariot.
Luna ran to the door and let herself in. "Father?" Luna called placing her things in the lavish foyer, and headed into the living room where she found her father resting against a mound of pillows with his left leg on the couch and his right leg on the floor.
"Luna?" he said rather surprised to see his only daughter!
"Daddy! Are you ok? How are you feeling? Do you want me to get you anything?" Luna said in a rush as she began fluffing the pillow behind his head and straightening the pillows on the couch. All of a sudden there was a loud CRACK distracting her from the task at hand.
"Sorry Wyeth. I had to finish some paper work before I could leave," came the aged voice of Albus Dumbledore.
"Quite alright Albus, you are right on time. It seems Luna may join us!"
Hearing her name Luna snapped out of her daze and shock at seeing the headmaster in her home. She took in the sight of the tea service on the table and realized her father's intention to have a sit down tea.
"Daddy, I don't know if it's wise for you to have visitors in your condition. Wait a second, what is your condition?"
"Oh did I not tell you what happened?"
"No..." Luna stated curiously.
"It's quite the tale! I was in the Whisper Fields of Sweden documenting rare birds that nest underground," he paused for dramatics, "you remember we went on an expedition like this when you were younger."
Luna nodded, "yes the plastol oid birds."
"Indeed a very rare bird, I got some very interesting footage! But yes while I was walking an unseen hole tripped me. The healer wants me to stay off it for three weeks."
"Wait! Birds? And a hole? And 3 weeks? 3 weeks? Luna said dumbstruck.
"Well chocolate has miraculous powers else it would have been longer. But its only a minor sprain." he said.
"A minor sprain? A minor sprain?" Luna said dumbfounded.
"Dear is there a reason you keep repeating everything I say? Like that bird..." he asked innocently.
"A parrot," interjected Dumbledore.
"Yes! That's it," her father said.
"Daddy, I don't think you understand. I quit my job! I don't have a flat for two years! I can't go back! And all this for a sprained ankle?"
"Well I didn't ask you too, all I asked for was a list of potential buyers, which by the way I found one. Your cousin Ptolemy may prove worthy of the task."
"Well that's just lovely Daddy. But what the hell am I supposed to do? I thought you were in PAIN and now I find out this!"
"Oh so it takes me being in pain for you to finally visit me after six years?" her father fired back effectively silencing her.
"Well I for one am very happy to see you again Miss Lovegood. You were always a great pupil," Dumbledore said sagely.
"Yes, well thank you Professor," Luna said quietly embarrassed about her huge row with her father.
"Incidentally Miss Lovegood, I have great news for you! You received a commendation for your work in the war."
"I.... did?"
"Yes, for the spell that you helped Mr. Potter create to kill Tom," Dumbledore said offhandedly, "It's in my office at Hogwarts, if you would like to pick it up in two weeks when your father is feeling better."
"Er...yes, I suppose," Luna replied.
"Well now that, that's settled, Wyeth I suggest that we pour the tea before it gets cold? Miss Lovegood please sit down and tell us what you have been up to," Dumbledore said with a smile.
Luna sat down feeling that she had been effectively trapped and no longer knew what she was to do. Yet, she had a feeling as the kind old wizard poured her a cup of tea that he had more up his sleeve then she was aware of.
