Luna Vs. Draco
A/N- Wow, since like no one has been reading this fiction I was seriously considering discontinuing it and starting a new one, but thanks to Liv and her awesome review, I just feel so warm and fuzzy and INSPIRED so here's Chapter 4, people!
"Oh bloody hell! These boxes stink!" Luna groaned, pinching her nose in an attempt to block off the stench of dragon dung fertilizer.
Padma giggled, pinching her nose as well. "Yeah, but at least we get extra credit for picking these up for Professor Grubbly-Plank."
Luna waved her wand to turn the box as they walked around a corner. "Good thing we don't have to carry these! Can you imagine the stink we'd be rubbing onto ourselves?!"
Padma laughed and her box tipped slightly in the air. "Mobiloboxus," she muttered quickly, pointing her wand at the box floating in front of her. Satisfied that it was stable, she turned to smirk at her friend. "Watch it, Luna! If u keep making me laugh I'm going to lose concentration and drop this dung all over us!" The two girls giggled, but were interrupted when they heard a thud and the ominous sprinkling noise of dirt crashing into something. Luna's already large eyes widened even more as the realization hit her of what had happened. She turned to Padma with a horrified expression. Padma was shaking as she met her friend's gaze. She whimpered and squeezed her eyes shut in dread before she slowly turned to face the front. She gasped as her worst nightmare was confirmed. Standing in front of the two girls was none other than Draco Malfoy and Ron Weasley. Draco's head and shirt was covered in dragon dung.
"Blast." Padma whispered, terrified.
Ron's playful expression was absent from his freckled face as he inspected Draco's ruined shirt. "Lynch's Quiddich Edition," he said solemnly to his reeking friend. Draco looked down at his shirt and wrinkled his nose in distaste.
Despite Luna's horror and fear, a groan went off in the back of her mind. "Give me a break," she thought. "He's freaking out about his name brand shirt?" She looked over at Padma who had rushed forward to try to wipe Draco's face and shirt with her handkerchief.
"I'm so sorry, please, Draco Malfoy, I didn't do it on purpose, I'll clean it up, I promise I'll never do it again, I'm sorry, please forgive me- ow!"
Draco rolled his eyes and shoved Padma away from him. Padma hit the wall with a small thump and she sniffled in fright. Draco coolly glanced from her to Luna to his shirt. "What the fuck," he drawled. "Can't go anywhere in this place without some loser screwing me over."
Ron shook his head in mock sympathy but his eyes were twinkling from amusement. He followed Draco as he walked away without a glance back at the two girls. Luna looked at her whimpering friend crumpled on the ground and at the obnoxious snobs' retreating backs. She felt her blood boil and she knew her attitude was kicking in. During the war, she had lost her unfazed and detached demeanor and picked up a nasty temper and stubborn mind. "Hold it." She ordered sternly through clenched teeth.
Draco and Ron stopped dead in their tracks. Luna took a deep breath and stomped over to the two wizards and stopped in front of them. She looked up and glared straight into Draco's icy gray eyes and huffed, "Did she not apologize to you? You know she's sorry and she didn't mean for it to happen. Can't you just find it in you to forgive her instead of being such a pighead?"
At this point Harry Potter and Oliver Wood caught up to Draco and Ron, and looked curiously at the young girl bitching at their friend. Oliver began to laugh and Harry smirked at the sight of the short girl telling off their usually feared and respected comrade. Draco broke eye contact with Luna and stared off into space. "So noisy," he muttered. "What the hell is this racket. So fucking stupid." He pointed his wand lazily at Luna. "Quietus."
Luna gasped, but no sound came out. She scrunched up her face in rage as Draco chuckled slightly and walked away. Ron laughed gaily and patted her comfortingly on the back before he too pranced on, laughed loudly now. Harry shook his head and grinned and Oliver laughed appreciatively as the two wizards followed Draco.
Luna watched the four retreating backs. After a few seconds, her humiliation for being hit with the quieting charm faded and a new fear crept up her spine. "Oh my God," she thought. "Did I just start shit with F4?" ... "Crap."
A/N- Dum dum dum! What will happen? Will F4 take offense to Luna's attitude? What will her punishment be? Stay tuned for the next chapter of METEOR GARDEN- THE HPVERSE STORY!- Jess
A/N- Wow, since like no one has been reading this fiction I was seriously considering discontinuing it and starting a new one, but thanks to Liv and her awesome review, I just feel so warm and fuzzy and INSPIRED so here's Chapter 4, people!
"Oh bloody hell! These boxes stink!" Luna groaned, pinching her nose in an attempt to block off the stench of dragon dung fertilizer.
Padma giggled, pinching her nose as well. "Yeah, but at least we get extra credit for picking these up for Professor Grubbly-Plank."
Luna waved her wand to turn the box as they walked around a corner. "Good thing we don't have to carry these! Can you imagine the stink we'd be rubbing onto ourselves?!"
Padma laughed and her box tipped slightly in the air. "Mobiloboxus," she muttered quickly, pointing her wand at the box floating in front of her. Satisfied that it was stable, she turned to smirk at her friend. "Watch it, Luna! If u keep making me laugh I'm going to lose concentration and drop this dung all over us!" The two girls giggled, but were interrupted when they heard a thud and the ominous sprinkling noise of dirt crashing into something. Luna's already large eyes widened even more as the realization hit her of what had happened. She turned to Padma with a horrified expression. Padma was shaking as she met her friend's gaze. She whimpered and squeezed her eyes shut in dread before she slowly turned to face the front. She gasped as her worst nightmare was confirmed. Standing in front of the two girls was none other than Draco Malfoy and Ron Weasley. Draco's head and shirt was covered in dragon dung.
"Blast." Padma whispered, terrified.
Ron's playful expression was absent from his freckled face as he inspected Draco's ruined shirt. "Lynch's Quiddich Edition," he said solemnly to his reeking friend. Draco looked down at his shirt and wrinkled his nose in distaste.
Despite Luna's horror and fear, a groan went off in the back of her mind. "Give me a break," she thought. "He's freaking out about his name brand shirt?" She looked over at Padma who had rushed forward to try to wipe Draco's face and shirt with her handkerchief.
"I'm so sorry, please, Draco Malfoy, I didn't do it on purpose, I'll clean it up, I promise I'll never do it again, I'm sorry, please forgive me- ow!"
Draco rolled his eyes and shoved Padma away from him. Padma hit the wall with a small thump and she sniffled in fright. Draco coolly glanced from her to Luna to his shirt. "What the fuck," he drawled. "Can't go anywhere in this place without some loser screwing me over."
Ron shook his head in mock sympathy but his eyes were twinkling from amusement. He followed Draco as he walked away without a glance back at the two girls. Luna looked at her whimpering friend crumpled on the ground and at the obnoxious snobs' retreating backs. She felt her blood boil and she knew her attitude was kicking in. During the war, she had lost her unfazed and detached demeanor and picked up a nasty temper and stubborn mind. "Hold it." She ordered sternly through clenched teeth.
Draco and Ron stopped dead in their tracks. Luna took a deep breath and stomped over to the two wizards and stopped in front of them. She looked up and glared straight into Draco's icy gray eyes and huffed, "Did she not apologize to you? You know she's sorry and she didn't mean for it to happen. Can't you just find it in you to forgive her instead of being such a pighead?"
At this point Harry Potter and Oliver Wood caught up to Draco and Ron, and looked curiously at the young girl bitching at their friend. Oliver began to laugh and Harry smirked at the sight of the short girl telling off their usually feared and respected comrade. Draco broke eye contact with Luna and stared off into space. "So noisy," he muttered. "What the hell is this racket. So fucking stupid." He pointed his wand lazily at Luna. "Quietus."
Luna gasped, but no sound came out. She scrunched up her face in rage as Draco chuckled slightly and walked away. Ron laughed gaily and patted her comfortingly on the back before he too pranced on, laughed loudly now. Harry shook his head and grinned and Oliver laughed appreciatively as the two wizards followed Draco.
Luna watched the four retreating backs. After a few seconds, her humiliation for being hit with the quieting charm faded and a new fear crept up her spine. "Oh my God," she thought. "Did I just start shit with F4?" ... "Crap."
A/N- Dum dum dum! What will happen? Will F4 take offense to Luna's attitude? What will her punishment be? Stay tuned for the next chapter of METEOR GARDEN- THE HPVERSE STORY!- Jess