Disclaimer: All to J.K. Rowlings
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Ok, this one is between (of all people) Colin Creevey and Luna Lovegood. It takes place in the Great Hall either right before or right after a meal. First Colin, then Luna, then Colin, etc.
~~Strange~~
"I'm afraid of you."
"Why?"
"Because you're strange."
"I'm not."
"Yes, you are. You're very strange. The strangest girl in school, I'll bet."
"But I'm not strange."
"If you're not strange, how come that's what everyone says?"
"I don't know. Maybe they're strange."
"Then why are you the only one called 'Loony'?"
"I don't know. Why are you the only one called Colin?"
"Because that's my name."
"Well, maybe Loony is my name."
Pause.
"Is it?"
"No."
"Then why did you say it was?"
"I didn't say it was. I said maybe it was."
"See, you are strange."
"No, I'm just different."
"But everybody's different."
"Then everybody's strange."
"No. Only strange people are strange."
"What makes me strange and other people normal, even though they're all different?"
"I don't know. But we're normal and you're not."
"Why?"
"Because they said so."
"Who's they?"
"Everyone."
"Oh."
"And they said you tell odd stories about odd creatures. Is that true?"
"No. I don't know of any odd creatures."
"You don't?"
"No, but I do know a lot of interesting stories about fascinating creatures."
"See? They said you knew odd stories about odd creatures. You lie too much."
"I didn't lie. I know interesting stories about fascinating creatures. That's not a lie."
"Interesting and fascinating are just fancy words for odd."
"No. Odd is a fancy word for odd."
"They were right. You are strange."
"And if you want to know fancy words for simple ones, I've got a few."
"Have you?"
"Yes."
"What?"
"Different and normal are just fancy words for strange."
"No, they're not."
"Why?"
"Because I'm different and normal, but you're just strange."
"Why?"
"Because you are."
"But I'm not any stranger than you."
"Yes you are."
"Why?"
"Because you are! How many times must I tell you?"
"You'll never get me to believe it no matter how many times you say it." Pause. "You know what I think?"
"What?"
"I think you're afraid of me, not because I'm strange, but because you're scared that you might be strange too."
"I am not scared."
"Yes, you are. You don't want to be strange."
"So? What's wrong with that?"
"Nothing. Except for the fact that we're all strange."
"No we're not."
"Yes, we are. Think about it. Ginny over there. She's so afraid of being something other than a Weasley. She has to stay in her little façade forever, even if she was offered a way out. That's strange."
"Not really."
"And look at Cho Chang, down at the end. She's still in love with Cedric, even though he's dead. That's strange."
"Maybe a tiny bit."
"And then Harry. He's been so moody lately. Yelling and snapping at everyone. He doesn't even listen to his own friends anymore. That's strange."
"Okay, it is a little strange."
"And then there's you. You're absolutely obsessed with your camera. Most everything that stays still long enough will get its picture taken.--"
"I haven't taken your picture."
"And you're afraid of me, probably the most harmless girl in this school. You ought to be afraid of those more dangerous, like the Slytherin crowd. That's strange."
"All right, you've made your point. I understand. And..."
"And what, Colin?"
"And everyone's a little strange."
"I told you that."
"I know you did."
"And what else, Colin?"
"And you're not any stranger than anybody else."
"Are you so sure about that?"
Pause.
"At the moment?"
"Yes."
"Not really."
"Good."
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I know this isn't one of the greatest, but it is one of my favorites. I don't know why I like it, I just do. Well, please review.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Ok, this one is between (of all people) Colin Creevey and Luna Lovegood. It takes place in the Great Hall either right before or right after a meal. First Colin, then Luna, then Colin, etc.
~~Strange~~
"I'm afraid of you."
"Why?"
"Because you're strange."
"I'm not."
"Yes, you are. You're very strange. The strangest girl in school, I'll bet."
"But I'm not strange."
"If you're not strange, how come that's what everyone says?"
"I don't know. Maybe they're strange."
"Then why are you the only one called 'Loony'?"
"I don't know. Why are you the only one called Colin?"
"Because that's my name."
"Well, maybe Loony is my name."
Pause.
"Is it?"
"No."
"Then why did you say it was?"
"I didn't say it was. I said maybe it was."
"See, you are strange."
"No, I'm just different."
"But everybody's different."
"Then everybody's strange."
"No. Only strange people are strange."
"What makes me strange and other people normal, even though they're all different?"
"I don't know. But we're normal and you're not."
"Why?"
"Because they said so."
"Who's they?"
"Everyone."
"Oh."
"And they said you tell odd stories about odd creatures. Is that true?"
"No. I don't know of any odd creatures."
"You don't?"
"No, but I do know a lot of interesting stories about fascinating creatures."
"See? They said you knew odd stories about odd creatures. You lie too much."
"I didn't lie. I know interesting stories about fascinating creatures. That's not a lie."
"Interesting and fascinating are just fancy words for odd."
"No. Odd is a fancy word for odd."
"They were right. You are strange."
"And if you want to know fancy words for simple ones, I've got a few."
"Have you?"
"Yes."
"What?"
"Different and normal are just fancy words for strange."
"No, they're not."
"Why?"
"Because I'm different and normal, but you're just strange."
"Why?"
"Because you are."
"But I'm not any stranger than you."
"Yes you are."
"Why?"
"Because you are! How many times must I tell you?"
"You'll never get me to believe it no matter how many times you say it." Pause. "You know what I think?"
"What?"
"I think you're afraid of me, not because I'm strange, but because you're scared that you might be strange too."
"I am not scared."
"Yes, you are. You don't want to be strange."
"So? What's wrong with that?"
"Nothing. Except for the fact that we're all strange."
"No we're not."
"Yes, we are. Think about it. Ginny over there. She's so afraid of being something other than a Weasley. She has to stay in her little façade forever, even if she was offered a way out. That's strange."
"Not really."
"And look at Cho Chang, down at the end. She's still in love with Cedric, even though he's dead. That's strange."
"Maybe a tiny bit."
"And then Harry. He's been so moody lately. Yelling and snapping at everyone. He doesn't even listen to his own friends anymore. That's strange."
"Okay, it is a little strange."
"And then there's you. You're absolutely obsessed with your camera. Most everything that stays still long enough will get its picture taken.--"
"I haven't taken your picture."
"And you're afraid of me, probably the most harmless girl in this school. You ought to be afraid of those more dangerous, like the Slytherin crowd. That's strange."
"All right, you've made your point. I understand. And..."
"And what, Colin?"
"And everyone's a little strange."
"I told you that."
"I know you did."
"And what else, Colin?"
"And you're not any stranger than anybody else."
"Are you so sure about that?"
Pause.
"At the moment?"
"Yes."
"Not really."
"Good."
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I know this isn't one of the greatest, but it is one of my favorites. I don't know why I like it, I just do. Well, please review.