Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Meteor Garden.
A/N- Okay, I apologize for any typos or weirdness in chapter 1, I was
really excited about starting a new fic so I was a little over-excited.
Well, I need to make a little correction. Luna isn't stupid. She couldn't
be a Ravenclaw if she was. She is just smart in her own way. She just isn't
booksmart, like Hermione. Yeah, and I apologize for any out of character
there may be. I did my best to match up each MG character with a plausible
HP one.
Lavender Brown pulled up to MAAT in her limousine and pulled out a compact to inspect her face before she stepped out. She waited for her friend Parvati Patil to get out of her latest boyfriend's sportscar and pouted, showing off her new shade of lipstick. Parvati rolled her eyes and as the two girls started walking into the school, swung her new purse over her shoulder and shook it obviously.
Lavender rolled her eyes and thought to herself, "New Prada purse? Please! Big deal...check THIS out, babe." She flipped her honey-blonde hair over her shoulder and opened one side of her coat, flashing the little tag at her girlfriend.
"Celestina Warbeck's brand raincoat, give me a break!" Parvati smirked and leaned over, running her slim fingers over her neck where a diamond studded pendant hung from a thin golden chain.
"Diamond necklace? Really girls, is that the best you can do?" Parvati and Lavender turned to see their other friend, Pansy Parkinson strutting over, swinging her hips and wearing a self-satisfied smirk.
Parvati frowned at her friend. "I suppose you can do better, Pansy?"
Pansy laughed and beckoned her best friends to come closer with her index finger. "Come closer, Parvati," she called turning her face from side to side. Curiously, Lavender and Parvati walked over to Pansy and bent their faces in to study Pansy's face. Pansy giggled and continued to turn her head back and forth slowly saying tauntingly, "Look carefully, girls."
Lavender gasped and Parvati cried out, "Bloody Hell!" Both girls pointed in shock at Pansy's face and exclaimed in unison, "Julia Roberts' nose!" Pansy laughed loudly and placed one hand on her hip, looking very pleased with herself.
Lavender punched Pansy playfully in the arm, "You witch! Going to St. Mungo's and not calling me to come with you! How could you?!"
Luna and Padma walked quickly through the hallway each carrying a basket full of dragonhide gloves. For extra credit, the two girls had volunteered to help the Advanced Herbology Professor clean the equipment. Padma yawned and asked her friend, "Did you hear about Pansy Parkinson? She got her nose done! It cost her one hundred thousand galleons!"
Luna gasped. "Are you serious? With that sort of money my dad and I would never have to worry about anything every again! What a waste!"
Padma giggled, "Have you looked at it? It's really a pretty big improvement over her old pug nose! The Healer did a pretty good job."
Luna shook her head and laughed. "No, I heard that magical plastic surgery has some side effects like Muggle surgery does too! Like if u press on a fake nose," here, Luna demonstrated by turning her nose up to look like a pig's snout, "the top of your forehead will pop out a little!"
Padma laughed out loud and Luna giggled, but the two girls stopped when they heard a yelp of pain. A can of pumpkin soda rolled over to where the girls were standing. Luna looked over and gasped. Only twenty feet away were four of the hottest guys she had ever seen. Behind her, Padma whispered, "F4."
The one standing in front, obviously, the leader of the group, wore a tight silver and black striped shirt that showed off his nicely toned and cut body. His hair was gelled and slicked back on his head, making him look like one of those Muggle Ken dolls. His icy gray guys stared straight ahead in an ominous expression. His name was Draco Malfoy.
Behind Draco stood Ron Weasley and Oliver Wood. Oliver was a couple years older than the rest of the guys, but his body was built for strength. His reddish brown hair and soft brown eyes twinkled mischieviously and his smirk could melt an enchanted ice sculpture. Ron Weasley was restless and bouncing on the balls of his feet playfully as he ran a hand through his bright red hair. His boyish but undeniably handsome face looked as if it was about to burst out in laughter.
In the back of the group stood a thin but cut young man with jet- black hair and emerald green eyes. His forehead revealed an S-shaped scar. Harry Potter stood in a relaxed position and, like the others, was glancing down at something on the ground.
Luna's eyes wandered over to the ground and gasped to see Professor Snape crouching on the floor. Drops of pumpkin soda dripped off of Draco's face and onto the ground. The surprised pause seemed to last an eternity, yet ended immediately at the same time as Professor Snape sprang up and tried to wipe his soda off Draco's face, murmuring anxious apologies and nervous tittering. "Oh my, Mr. Malfoy, I'm so sorry, so sorry, Mr. Malfoy, please, let me clean that for you-is there anything I can get-do for you? Anything, Mr. Malfoy?" He seemed on the verge of a panic attack as he mopped the soda off Draco's face.
Draco looked annoyed and glared down at his teacher. "What the hell. If I were any other student, would you be apologizing?"
Professor Snape looked unsure, then said quickly, "I would, yes, I would be."
Draco rolled his eyes and pushed Snape away from him. Professor Snape lost his balance and collided into Luna and Padma, who shrieked in surprise and dropped their baskets. "Just move along, Professor," Draco drawled.
Professor Snape sniffled. "Yes, Mr. Mafoy, I promise you won't be seeing anymore of me..."
Draco sounded impatient, "What the bloody hell are you talking about? Just go on." Professor Snape whimpered and scuttled away, cursing his clumsiness under his breath. Draco and F3 continued to walk through the hallway, but when Draco reached the basket of gloves on the ground, he gave it a kick and it toppled over, spilling its contents all over the ground. Oliver laughed and teased playfully, "Yes, it's Draco Malfoy, can't even walk through a hallway without making a mess."
Luna glared at F4 as they passed her and Padma. "Jerks," she thought to herself. But as Harry Potter passed by, he bent over and picked up the basket and set it upright on the floor. His face turned and he caught Luna's eyes. Luna's heart skipped a beat as she studied his intense green eyes and somber expression. She was pulled out of her mesmerized state by Ron hollering back, "Oy, Harry, hurry it up, what are you doing back there, mate?" Harry straightened up and caught up to his friends and walked away with them. Luna felt confused. She had known Harry at Hogwarts. Why was he affecting her so much now? She blushed as she remembered how hot he looked and how nice he was to help her. "Uh, Luna, I think we should pick these up," Padma's voice interrupted her thoughts. "Oh yeah, you're right Padma." Luna starting collecting the gloves from the ground. "Good thing we didn't clean these already, huh?"
While the girls were washing the gloves and scrubbing out the dirt, Luna's mind kept drifting back to F4. "What's the deal with them...they're probably all equally horrible like their leader...little bastards they better not mess with me, Bloody idiots, the whole lot of them, well. Except maybe for...Harry Potter.
A/N- So now we've met F4! What's up next? Is Luna going to meet them? And what's the deal with Harry? More to come soon! -Jess
Lavender Brown pulled up to MAAT in her limousine and pulled out a compact to inspect her face before she stepped out. She waited for her friend Parvati Patil to get out of her latest boyfriend's sportscar and pouted, showing off her new shade of lipstick. Parvati rolled her eyes and as the two girls started walking into the school, swung her new purse over her shoulder and shook it obviously.
Lavender rolled her eyes and thought to herself, "New Prada purse? Please! Big deal...check THIS out, babe." She flipped her honey-blonde hair over her shoulder and opened one side of her coat, flashing the little tag at her girlfriend.
"Celestina Warbeck's brand raincoat, give me a break!" Parvati smirked and leaned over, running her slim fingers over her neck where a diamond studded pendant hung from a thin golden chain.
"Diamond necklace? Really girls, is that the best you can do?" Parvati and Lavender turned to see their other friend, Pansy Parkinson strutting over, swinging her hips and wearing a self-satisfied smirk.
Parvati frowned at her friend. "I suppose you can do better, Pansy?"
Pansy laughed and beckoned her best friends to come closer with her index finger. "Come closer, Parvati," she called turning her face from side to side. Curiously, Lavender and Parvati walked over to Pansy and bent their faces in to study Pansy's face. Pansy giggled and continued to turn her head back and forth slowly saying tauntingly, "Look carefully, girls."
Lavender gasped and Parvati cried out, "Bloody Hell!" Both girls pointed in shock at Pansy's face and exclaimed in unison, "Julia Roberts' nose!" Pansy laughed loudly and placed one hand on her hip, looking very pleased with herself.
Lavender punched Pansy playfully in the arm, "You witch! Going to St. Mungo's and not calling me to come with you! How could you?!"
Luna and Padma walked quickly through the hallway each carrying a basket full of dragonhide gloves. For extra credit, the two girls had volunteered to help the Advanced Herbology Professor clean the equipment. Padma yawned and asked her friend, "Did you hear about Pansy Parkinson? She got her nose done! It cost her one hundred thousand galleons!"
Luna gasped. "Are you serious? With that sort of money my dad and I would never have to worry about anything every again! What a waste!"
Padma giggled, "Have you looked at it? It's really a pretty big improvement over her old pug nose! The Healer did a pretty good job."
Luna shook her head and laughed. "No, I heard that magical plastic surgery has some side effects like Muggle surgery does too! Like if u press on a fake nose," here, Luna demonstrated by turning her nose up to look like a pig's snout, "the top of your forehead will pop out a little!"
Padma laughed out loud and Luna giggled, but the two girls stopped when they heard a yelp of pain. A can of pumpkin soda rolled over to where the girls were standing. Luna looked over and gasped. Only twenty feet away were four of the hottest guys she had ever seen. Behind her, Padma whispered, "F4."
The one standing in front, obviously, the leader of the group, wore a tight silver and black striped shirt that showed off his nicely toned and cut body. His hair was gelled and slicked back on his head, making him look like one of those Muggle Ken dolls. His icy gray guys stared straight ahead in an ominous expression. His name was Draco Malfoy.
Behind Draco stood Ron Weasley and Oliver Wood. Oliver was a couple years older than the rest of the guys, but his body was built for strength. His reddish brown hair and soft brown eyes twinkled mischieviously and his smirk could melt an enchanted ice sculpture. Ron Weasley was restless and bouncing on the balls of his feet playfully as he ran a hand through his bright red hair. His boyish but undeniably handsome face looked as if it was about to burst out in laughter.
In the back of the group stood a thin but cut young man with jet- black hair and emerald green eyes. His forehead revealed an S-shaped scar. Harry Potter stood in a relaxed position and, like the others, was glancing down at something on the ground.
Luna's eyes wandered over to the ground and gasped to see Professor Snape crouching on the floor. Drops of pumpkin soda dripped off of Draco's face and onto the ground. The surprised pause seemed to last an eternity, yet ended immediately at the same time as Professor Snape sprang up and tried to wipe his soda off Draco's face, murmuring anxious apologies and nervous tittering. "Oh my, Mr. Malfoy, I'm so sorry, so sorry, Mr. Malfoy, please, let me clean that for you-is there anything I can get-do for you? Anything, Mr. Malfoy?" He seemed on the verge of a panic attack as he mopped the soda off Draco's face.
Draco looked annoyed and glared down at his teacher. "What the hell. If I were any other student, would you be apologizing?"
Professor Snape looked unsure, then said quickly, "I would, yes, I would be."
Draco rolled his eyes and pushed Snape away from him. Professor Snape lost his balance and collided into Luna and Padma, who shrieked in surprise and dropped their baskets. "Just move along, Professor," Draco drawled.
Professor Snape sniffled. "Yes, Mr. Mafoy, I promise you won't be seeing anymore of me..."
Draco sounded impatient, "What the bloody hell are you talking about? Just go on." Professor Snape whimpered and scuttled away, cursing his clumsiness under his breath. Draco and F3 continued to walk through the hallway, but when Draco reached the basket of gloves on the ground, he gave it a kick and it toppled over, spilling its contents all over the ground. Oliver laughed and teased playfully, "Yes, it's Draco Malfoy, can't even walk through a hallway without making a mess."
Luna glared at F4 as they passed her and Padma. "Jerks," she thought to herself. But as Harry Potter passed by, he bent over and picked up the basket and set it upright on the floor. His face turned and he caught Luna's eyes. Luna's heart skipped a beat as she studied his intense green eyes and somber expression. She was pulled out of her mesmerized state by Ron hollering back, "Oy, Harry, hurry it up, what are you doing back there, mate?" Harry straightened up and caught up to his friends and walked away with them. Luna felt confused. She had known Harry at Hogwarts. Why was he affecting her so much now? She blushed as she remembered how hot he looked and how nice he was to help her. "Uh, Luna, I think we should pick these up," Padma's voice interrupted her thoughts. "Oh yeah, you're right Padma." Luna starting collecting the gloves from the ground. "Good thing we didn't clean these already, huh?"
While the girls were washing the gloves and scrubbing out the dirt, Luna's mind kept drifting back to F4. "What's the deal with them...they're probably all equally horrible like their leader...little bastards they better not mess with me, Bloody idiots, the whole lot of them, well. Except maybe for...Harry Potter.
A/N- So now we've met F4! What's up next? Is Luna going to meet them? And what's the deal with Harry? More to come soon! -Jess