"Lunetta," I hear my uncle calling my name from downstairs. "You're gonna
miss your train sweetheart. And it's not like there's a second one!" he
yelled.
I looked around my room for the last time this year. I wouldn't see it till next summer. "Coming!" I replied as I placed Yoko in her cage. Her talons squeezed my hand affectionately before obeying and hopping into her cubicle.
I then seized the cage by the handle and sprinted down the stairs towards the door. Uncle waited patiently in the car as I entered it. "Everything ready?"
"Yes, sir." I answered with my usual reply.
He nodded and his gaze went back onto the road in front of us. "Luna, why is it you've never brought a single friend home for summer holiday?"
His question shook me. He had never asked me this before. It's not like I didn't have a friend. I did. But I couldn't explain this to my uncle. I couldn't tell him that his niece is a loner. That she is an outcast from the rest her class. No, this I could not tell him. So I simply shrugged in return. "I don't know."
Uncle sighed a heavy sigh. "This Christmas break, you need to stay at Hogwarts. I will be traveling so you'd be at the house all alone. I'd rather have knowledge that you are safe under Headmaster Potter's eyes."
"But Uncle, Yoko and I can look out for ourselves fine at the home." I told him, almost begging him not to make me stay for Christmas.
"No, my mind has been made up. Luna, you will stay at Hogwarts unless invited to share Christmas with one of your friends."
"I highly doubt that, Uncle. I think I'll just stay at Hogwarts like you said." I admitted.
We were finally there, Platform 9 and ¾ 's. Slowly I stepped onto the train after I said goodbye to my uncle. I then made my way back to the very back. Where I usually rode to school at.
Everyone knew I sat back there and the older kids all whispered to the little 'nes not to go back and bother me. I once heard Killa Laken tell a group of first years that I'd turn 'em into one long foodchain. I've never heard anything more absurd in my life.
I quietly went into the farthest room and opened the door. I then made my way over to the window seat and sat Yoko down next to me. "What shall we get this ride Yoko?" I asked her, not expecting a response.
Yoko looked at me and chirped. "I think she's telling you that she would like Bot's beans and some of the F and G's canary creams." An unknown voiced replied.
As I looked up my eyes met those of a boy around my age. My gaze lingered on him for a moment then I returned to staring out the window.
The boy must have gotten me mixed up with Nancy Frely, the most popular sixth year at Hogwarts, because he sat down. "Look I'm sorry if I said something wrong. I just thought that since you looked so alone, that...well, maybe you'd like company."
I turned my head to him. He spoke with a strange accent. I wanted to tell him to go away and leave me a lone but instead I heard myself say, "Who are you?"
"Name's Dmitri Lowe and this is Dib." He said showing a beautiful white owl. "Now, may I have your name in return?" he asked.
"Lunette Weasley, and this here is Yoko." I replied.
Dmitri gasped and his eyes lit up. "You're a Weasley?! Wow, the boys back home wont believe I've met a real life Weasley."
"Stop it!" I commanded. "I'm not something, like a prize or what not. I'm just Lunette, so if you'd please stop acting like I was someone royal."
"I'm terribly sorry. It's just that, are you related to Ron Weasley?" he asked.
Seeing how I wasn't going to get any peace until I answered his questions I answered him. "Yes, he is my uncle. Well one of them anyways. I'm living with my Uncle Charlie at the moment if that was your next question. So if you'd please just-"
He didn't know when to stop, or so I thought. "I'm sorry. I'll shut up now. But would you mind if I rode in here with ya to Hogwarts."
"Will you be talking the whole way there?"
He gave me a smile. "Nah, only half the way."
I pounded my head against the glass, which began to hurt like hell. Dmitri laughed at me as I rubbed my head.
I crossed my arms and glared at him. I couldn't hold it for very long though. It was hard to glare at him. So my grim expression lightened up a bit.
As soon as I realized this I looked back out as the train passed over the land. After an hour of silence I looked back over at the boy. I caught him looking at me and he turned his gaze away. "What year are you?" I inquired.
"Uhm, seventh year, but it's my first year here." He told me. "I transferred over when Dad's job made him move here. I'm originally from America."
So that's why he has an accent, I told myself. "I see." I then looked over at Yoko who had opened her cage and was now perched upon my shoulder, eyes closed.
"What year are you?" I heard him ask.
"Sixth." I replied.
He nodded and turned his attention back to his own owl. For a moment my mind led me to believe that I had actually found another friend. I quickly dismissed the thought so I wouldn't get hurt. He'd forget about me as soon as he got settled into his dorm and made new friends. You'll see, every one forgets me; everyone.
I looked around my room for the last time this year. I wouldn't see it till next summer. "Coming!" I replied as I placed Yoko in her cage. Her talons squeezed my hand affectionately before obeying and hopping into her cubicle.
I then seized the cage by the handle and sprinted down the stairs towards the door. Uncle waited patiently in the car as I entered it. "Everything ready?"
"Yes, sir." I answered with my usual reply.
He nodded and his gaze went back onto the road in front of us. "Luna, why is it you've never brought a single friend home for summer holiday?"
His question shook me. He had never asked me this before. It's not like I didn't have a friend. I did. But I couldn't explain this to my uncle. I couldn't tell him that his niece is a loner. That she is an outcast from the rest her class. No, this I could not tell him. So I simply shrugged in return. "I don't know."
Uncle sighed a heavy sigh. "This Christmas break, you need to stay at Hogwarts. I will be traveling so you'd be at the house all alone. I'd rather have knowledge that you are safe under Headmaster Potter's eyes."
"But Uncle, Yoko and I can look out for ourselves fine at the home." I told him, almost begging him not to make me stay for Christmas.
"No, my mind has been made up. Luna, you will stay at Hogwarts unless invited to share Christmas with one of your friends."
"I highly doubt that, Uncle. I think I'll just stay at Hogwarts like you said." I admitted.
We were finally there, Platform 9 and ¾ 's. Slowly I stepped onto the train after I said goodbye to my uncle. I then made my way back to the very back. Where I usually rode to school at.
Everyone knew I sat back there and the older kids all whispered to the little 'nes not to go back and bother me. I once heard Killa Laken tell a group of first years that I'd turn 'em into one long foodchain. I've never heard anything more absurd in my life.
I quietly went into the farthest room and opened the door. I then made my way over to the window seat and sat Yoko down next to me. "What shall we get this ride Yoko?" I asked her, not expecting a response.
Yoko looked at me and chirped. "I think she's telling you that she would like Bot's beans and some of the F and G's canary creams." An unknown voiced replied.
As I looked up my eyes met those of a boy around my age. My gaze lingered on him for a moment then I returned to staring out the window.
The boy must have gotten me mixed up with Nancy Frely, the most popular sixth year at Hogwarts, because he sat down. "Look I'm sorry if I said something wrong. I just thought that since you looked so alone, that...well, maybe you'd like company."
I turned my head to him. He spoke with a strange accent. I wanted to tell him to go away and leave me a lone but instead I heard myself say, "Who are you?"
"Name's Dmitri Lowe and this is Dib." He said showing a beautiful white owl. "Now, may I have your name in return?" he asked.
"Lunette Weasley, and this here is Yoko." I replied.
Dmitri gasped and his eyes lit up. "You're a Weasley?! Wow, the boys back home wont believe I've met a real life Weasley."
"Stop it!" I commanded. "I'm not something, like a prize or what not. I'm just Lunette, so if you'd please stop acting like I was someone royal."
"I'm terribly sorry. It's just that, are you related to Ron Weasley?" he asked.
Seeing how I wasn't going to get any peace until I answered his questions I answered him. "Yes, he is my uncle. Well one of them anyways. I'm living with my Uncle Charlie at the moment if that was your next question. So if you'd please just-"
He didn't know when to stop, or so I thought. "I'm sorry. I'll shut up now. But would you mind if I rode in here with ya to Hogwarts."
"Will you be talking the whole way there?"
He gave me a smile. "Nah, only half the way."
I pounded my head against the glass, which began to hurt like hell. Dmitri laughed at me as I rubbed my head.
I crossed my arms and glared at him. I couldn't hold it for very long though. It was hard to glare at him. So my grim expression lightened up a bit.
As soon as I realized this I looked back out as the train passed over the land. After an hour of silence I looked back over at the boy. I caught him looking at me and he turned his gaze away. "What year are you?" I inquired.
"Uhm, seventh year, but it's my first year here." He told me. "I transferred over when Dad's job made him move here. I'm originally from America."
So that's why he has an accent, I told myself. "I see." I then looked over at Yoko who had opened her cage and was now perched upon my shoulder, eyes closed.
"What year are you?" I heard him ask.
"Sixth." I replied.
He nodded and turned his attention back to his own owl. For a moment my mind led me to believe that I had actually found another friend. I quickly dismissed the thought so I wouldn't get hurt. He'd forget about me as soon as he got settled into his dorm and made new friends. You'll see, every one forgets me; everyone.