Luna woke up at 7 am like she did any other morning. She changed out
of her orange pajamas into a ¾ sleeve hot pink shirt and black jeans, and
brushed and twisted her long dark blonde hair into two braids that hung to
her middle back. It was still dark out and she could hear her father
tapping away at his keyboard, hard at work. Luna slipped her bottlecap
necklace over her head and headed into the kitchen to make her dad a pot of
coffee. It was just another morning with her father up at odd hours tapping
away at his latest issue of the Quibbler, a Wizard's gossip magazine that
he was editor of. Luna set a mug of coffee on her father's table. "Morning
Dad," she said softly. "I'm leaving now."
Mr. Lovegood turned and studied his daughter as if he were seeing her for the first time. He patted her head and said proudly, "My little Luna, do well at school, and make sure you look extra pretty just in case a rich boy spots you." With that he turned back to his typewriter.
Luna sighed as she stepped outside of her small slightly rundown house. She put on her helmet and climbed onto her Muggle motorcycle. Since she had to go through a Muggle area to get to Moody's Academy of Auror Training (MAAT), students were required to take care not to arouse Muggle suspicions. Her father couldn't afford a car, so she rode her motorcycle everywhere. Luna started on her ride to school, aged twenty, short but thin, with deep brown eyes and a simple yet pretty face, but one of those faces that people simply walking by wouldn't pay a second glance to. It had been three years since the Dark Lord had fallen, and now the Wizarding World from free from fear. Luna had expected to graduate from Hogwarts and attend Ministry's School of Post Wizarding Studies, the public school that most of her friends attended. However, ever since her father seemed to realize that his daughter was growing up, he seemed to become paranoid for her future. Perhaps he felt sorry for not being able to provide for her ever since her mother, a healer fro St. Mungo's had died when she was nine, so he scrapped and saved and borrowed to send her to MAAT, and prestigious and expensive private school for Auror's in Training in hopes that she may make a good match there. Despite Luna's protests that it would be more realistic to let her finish her education elsewhere so she could get a job instead of wasting it all on some fancy school, her father was adamant. Luna felt constantly guilty, because she really wasn't too strong as a student, but every time she offered to quit MAAT to enter the public school, her father would break down in tears and beg her to stay and make something of herself since he already put in so much money.
But Luna hated it at MAAT. Not only was she slow in learning, but she had no friends there. Being poor and somewhat queer, many of the rich and shallow students at MAAT looked down on her and felt her company beneath them. So every day was a struggle for her. But for her father's sake, she would do it to please him.
And so now as Luna is riding along the rode, a stretch limousine loops around and speeds ahead. Luna continues at her pace until she pulls into the gates of MAAT. She locks her bike to the rack and walks up the stairs to her locker. She sighs in relief to see a friendly classmate, Padma Patil there. Padma Patil had been in her house at Hogwarts, and while she was not exactly close to Luna, she was friendly enough to her, and would be considered her best friend at MAAT. Padma was shy, quiet, smart, and while she was not poor, she was still somewhat below the other students at MAAT, but she was here on scholarship. Padma's hair hung down just past her shoulders and she smiled at Luna when she arrived. "Morning Padma," Luna greeted her friend.
"Hey, Luna," Padma looked worried. "Do you think it was okay that I purchased this textbook for Deceptive Potions? Professor Snape didn't specify which one to get so I got the advanced one..."
Luna's eyes widened in worry. "Oh no...I bought 'Basic Disguise Potions' I didn't know we had to get that big one!"
Padma quickly reassured her friend, "Don't worry, Luna, I probably just over-thought which book to get, I'm sure yours will be fine."
Luna nodded slowly. "Yeah, I hope you're right. Anyways, we better get to class huh?" She and Padma walked to their Potions classroom but were surprised to see a large crowd of students outside peering in through the windows. "What's going on?" Luna asked Padma.
"Bloody Hell! You haven't heard?!" An excited young witch exclaimed from the back of the crowd.
"No, what happened?" Padma asked curiously.
Pansy Parkinson grinned broadly underneath her expertly plucked eyebrows and name brand cosmetics, proud to be the bearer of the latest gossip. "Justin Finch-Fletchy! He's insulted F4!"
"Huh?"
scene fades into incident from 2 days ago
Justin Finch-Fletchy was just knocked into the ground and was picking up his books. He angrily glares at the retreating backs of the rude men who had walked into him without any notice or apology, and pulls out his wand. "Fucking F4! What's so cool about you guys? Who the bloody hell do you think you are?!" The four guys stop dead. Justin fidgets uncomfortable from under the shade and feels a chill go up his spine as the silhouette of F4 pauses in their walk for 3 seconds before continuing to walk away without so much as a backward glance.
next day
Justin opens his locker and gulps at the red tablet hanging inside. It's a red strip of paper about four inches wide and ten inches long with F4 printed on it in gold and the words "You'll be dead write" written across it in silver. There is a black skull printed on the top, charmed to make menacing faces at the viewer.
previous days scene fades back into current times
Luna gasped. "They got him kicked out of school?! Those jerks!"
Pansy rolled her eyes. "No, dummy, he dropped out."
"Why?"
"Because, stupid, nobody messes with F4. They'll make your life a living hell. Don't you know about F4, girl?"
Luna looked at Justin in sympathy. His hair was mussed and falling over his face and his eyes never left the floor. He carried his books out of the classroom and the crowd parted to let him walk through. He walked slowly in shuffled footsteps. Blaise Zabini stuck his foot out and Justin tripped and fell. Luna immediately pulled forward to help him pick up his books but Padma helded her back. Luna stared at her friend with sad eyes and Padma hissed, "You don't want them to get mad at you too." Everyone watched Justin sniffle softly and pick up his books and walk down the hallway and out the gates of MAAT.
Luna watched his stooped back. Her eyes felt stingy and she felt as if she would cry. "Those bastards," she thought. "Who the heck do they think they are?"
Mr. Lovegood turned and studied his daughter as if he were seeing her for the first time. He patted her head and said proudly, "My little Luna, do well at school, and make sure you look extra pretty just in case a rich boy spots you." With that he turned back to his typewriter.
Luna sighed as she stepped outside of her small slightly rundown house. She put on her helmet and climbed onto her Muggle motorcycle. Since she had to go through a Muggle area to get to Moody's Academy of Auror Training (MAAT), students were required to take care not to arouse Muggle suspicions. Her father couldn't afford a car, so she rode her motorcycle everywhere. Luna started on her ride to school, aged twenty, short but thin, with deep brown eyes and a simple yet pretty face, but one of those faces that people simply walking by wouldn't pay a second glance to. It had been three years since the Dark Lord had fallen, and now the Wizarding World from free from fear. Luna had expected to graduate from Hogwarts and attend Ministry's School of Post Wizarding Studies, the public school that most of her friends attended. However, ever since her father seemed to realize that his daughter was growing up, he seemed to become paranoid for her future. Perhaps he felt sorry for not being able to provide for her ever since her mother, a healer fro St. Mungo's had died when she was nine, so he scrapped and saved and borrowed to send her to MAAT, and prestigious and expensive private school for Auror's in Training in hopes that she may make a good match there. Despite Luna's protests that it would be more realistic to let her finish her education elsewhere so she could get a job instead of wasting it all on some fancy school, her father was adamant. Luna felt constantly guilty, because she really wasn't too strong as a student, but every time she offered to quit MAAT to enter the public school, her father would break down in tears and beg her to stay and make something of herself since he already put in so much money.
But Luna hated it at MAAT. Not only was she slow in learning, but she had no friends there. Being poor and somewhat queer, many of the rich and shallow students at MAAT looked down on her and felt her company beneath them. So every day was a struggle for her. But for her father's sake, she would do it to please him.
And so now as Luna is riding along the rode, a stretch limousine loops around and speeds ahead. Luna continues at her pace until she pulls into the gates of MAAT. She locks her bike to the rack and walks up the stairs to her locker. She sighs in relief to see a friendly classmate, Padma Patil there. Padma Patil had been in her house at Hogwarts, and while she was not exactly close to Luna, she was friendly enough to her, and would be considered her best friend at MAAT. Padma was shy, quiet, smart, and while she was not poor, she was still somewhat below the other students at MAAT, but she was here on scholarship. Padma's hair hung down just past her shoulders and she smiled at Luna when she arrived. "Morning Padma," Luna greeted her friend.
"Hey, Luna," Padma looked worried. "Do you think it was okay that I purchased this textbook for Deceptive Potions? Professor Snape didn't specify which one to get so I got the advanced one..."
Luna's eyes widened in worry. "Oh no...I bought 'Basic Disguise Potions' I didn't know we had to get that big one!"
Padma quickly reassured her friend, "Don't worry, Luna, I probably just over-thought which book to get, I'm sure yours will be fine."
Luna nodded slowly. "Yeah, I hope you're right. Anyways, we better get to class huh?" She and Padma walked to their Potions classroom but were surprised to see a large crowd of students outside peering in through the windows. "What's going on?" Luna asked Padma.
"Bloody Hell! You haven't heard?!" An excited young witch exclaimed from the back of the crowd.
"No, what happened?" Padma asked curiously.
Pansy Parkinson grinned broadly underneath her expertly plucked eyebrows and name brand cosmetics, proud to be the bearer of the latest gossip. "Justin Finch-Fletchy! He's insulted F4!"
"Huh?"
scene fades into incident from 2 days ago
Justin Finch-Fletchy was just knocked into the ground and was picking up his books. He angrily glares at the retreating backs of the rude men who had walked into him without any notice or apology, and pulls out his wand. "Fucking F4! What's so cool about you guys? Who the bloody hell do you think you are?!" The four guys stop dead. Justin fidgets uncomfortable from under the shade and feels a chill go up his spine as the silhouette of F4 pauses in their walk for 3 seconds before continuing to walk away without so much as a backward glance.
next day
Justin opens his locker and gulps at the red tablet hanging inside. It's a red strip of paper about four inches wide and ten inches long with F4 printed on it in gold and the words "You'll be dead write" written across it in silver. There is a black skull printed on the top, charmed to make menacing faces at the viewer.
previous days scene fades back into current times
Luna gasped. "They got him kicked out of school?! Those jerks!"
Pansy rolled her eyes. "No, dummy, he dropped out."
"Why?"
"Because, stupid, nobody messes with F4. They'll make your life a living hell. Don't you know about F4, girl?"
Luna looked at Justin in sympathy. His hair was mussed and falling over his face and his eyes never left the floor. He carried his books out of the classroom and the crowd parted to let him walk through. He walked slowly in shuffled footsteps. Blaise Zabini stuck his foot out and Justin tripped and fell. Luna immediately pulled forward to help him pick up his books but Padma helded her back. Luna stared at her friend with sad eyes and Padma hissed, "You don't want them to get mad at you too." Everyone watched Justin sniffle softly and pick up his books and walk down the hallway and out the gates of MAAT.
Luna watched his stooped back. Her eyes felt stingy and she felt as if she would cry. "Those bastards," she thought. "Who the heck do they think they are?"