Chapter 5- Tagged

Author's Notes: Okay, I made this chapter short on purpose. I don't really know how many readers I actually have...and I admit this kind of fic is hard to get into unless you've seen the original story. I've started a new fiction, and I've decided that if people want me to continue this, I will. If no one cares, then I'll stop and focus on my other one. It makes me sad to consider stopping a fic like this...but it also makes me sad to know I have no readers, so I'm unsure of what to do. I may just put this story on hiatus until I finish the other one. So yes, please review. Thanks to my reviewers so far, Liv and dark angel316. You guys are why the story even got this far.

and for Sangami, well...I mean that's the point of writing a fic spoof of an original story isn't it? I know I used Meteor Garden events and made the same stuff happen to the HP characters...and I'm sure the other author wrote their story based on the same events as well. So isn't it to be expected that our stories be very similar? If you don't like that...well by all means you do not have to read my story. I do not need to check out the other story to know that it will be very similar to mine...after all...both our stories were written to match the original Meteor Garden.

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter verse, it is all JKR'S.

Luna trudged slowly up the steps of MAAT. She rubbed her head, where he father had smacked her gently but firmly that morning when she asked him if she could drop out of MAAT. She frowned, finishing her braid. Tapping the end with her wand, she muttered, "Permenti," and shook her head. Two long golden plaits trailing down her back, she entered the school. Immediately, she sensed that something was off. Her large blue eyes shifted suspiciously around her. Sure enough, there had been plenty of people walking through or hanging out in the school courtyard when she first entered...but now all she saw were retreating backs. Her brow furrowed in confusion, and she mutter, "What the hell's up with them?" She walked slowly to her locker, but the feeling that she was being watched remained.

"Damn." Luna thought to herself. "Bloody, damn, hell. It must be F4." She squeezed her eyes shut in silent prayer as her hand opened her locker. Opening her eyes, she was rather shocked to see nothing in her locker besides her books. "No way..." she thought, afraid to hope otherwise. She pushed her books aside to see if perhaps the F4 red tag was hidden somewhere underneath. Nothing. But still...Luna looked around her. "Then why is everyone avoiding me?" Luna wondered, confused. "If I haven't been tagged...then how come no one will look me in the eye?"

Feeling very nervous, Luna entered her Advanced Potions classroom. She couldn't help noticing (in despair) that the chatter that had been in the room suddenly disappeared when she entered. Her protuberant eyes darted around the room warily. She spotted Padma in the back, but she noticed sadly that she seemed to avoiding her too. "What the hell." Luna was now very confused. She walked over to her desk, and looked underneath it. No red tag. She pushed her chair back and inspected it carefully as well, noticing some giggling from her classmates. She looked up and glared at...well...no one because everyone was looking away again. Luna frowned...everyone was acting weird...but she had found no red tag. She checked every inch of her desk. "Nothing," she breathed in relief. She sat down, but couldn't fight down a relieved grin.

She chanced a glance at Padma. She was surprised to see Padma's eyes widen as if she were trying to tell her something. "Huh?" Luna mouthed to her.

Padma looked worried and she mouthed wordlessly to Luna, gesturing behind her.

Luna frowned and turned around. She didn't see anything. "What's she playing at?" She wondered, looking back at Padma.

Padma was acting very strange. She looked panicked, and pointed to her own back.

Luna felt beads of sweat on her forehead, and a cold sense of dread overcome her body. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, reaching her hand behind her. Sure enough, there was something Spellotaped to her back. A red tag just like Justin's. From F4. So that's why no one would look at her. She was tagged as their next victim.