Ok so I changed the way I wrote the thought, I think this will be better.
Please don't be confused. Now I don't own Harry Potter, Luna, Hermy,
Roger, etc. The great J.K. Rowling does so now that I'm thoroughly ashamed
please feel free to read the rest of my story! P.S. This story takes place
in the fifth book when Harry went to Hagrid's hut after Sirius dies. Lots
of the stuff is made up and I don't know where the Crumple-Horned Snorkacks
live.
As I look out my window in the Ravenclaw dorm room, I can't help thinking this is it. You are walking across the lawn to Hagrid's hut. I wish I was wit- "Hey weirdo!" "Yes?" Roger Davies Roger gives a weird look and then says, "Is it true that you think Professor Snape is a vampire?" "Yes I do the reasons are: he never eats garlic, doesn't like light, and he doesn't dance." "What?!" "Yes it's a fact that vampires don't dance." I reply simply of course everyone knows that...except my fellow house mates, who are currently looking at me very weirdly at the moment, I think it's time to leave. I turn and talk out the door. "She is so weird." Someone behind me whispers Like I haven't heard that before, but I would love to hear the definition of normal, isn't normal just the majority? No use going back to the hospital wing Madam Pomfry will just shoo me away. I just wander around the corridor.
Then I see you, you look so sad I wish I could help you if only you didn't look like you could kill anyone who talked to you. Maybe I could "accidentally" run into you. That's not going to work then I'll be like one of those girls. A group of girls just came out the great hall giggling at a passing boy. Is that Roger? Is he following me now? I quickly open the door closest to me. Great a broom cupboard. And get in. Good he passed by, he looks like he's waiting for someone. Well no time to wonder about that the day is beautiful and this cupboard makes me restless. I get out cautiously and sign. Good no Roger. As I step out in to the sun I can't help looking at all of the students they look so happy sometimes I wish I was "normal" but then I'll be like those followers hoping one day I'll eventually will become myself. Sometimes my thoughts scary me I feel fourteen year olds shouldn't think this way. Again the feeling of not being alone in my own mind comes. I down at my own reflection in the lake. Did I just see that? A faint flicker of something different shines behind my eyes then fades out. It caught me off guard. Immediately I fall down to my knees my face inches from the calm surface of the lake. I must be imaging things. "Hey Luna" "What? Oh hey Ginny you scared me." I replied relieved. "Hey you looked like you saw something important in the lake, what was it a crumpled snork-thingy?" Ginny giggled. Normally I would go into a very logical explanation on how the Crumpled- Horned Snorkack lives on mountainess regions but Ginny's ignorant comment made me think what if something in that lake was staring back at me. I quickly got up and faced Ginny
As I look out my window in the Ravenclaw dorm room, I can't help thinking this is it. You are walking across the lawn to Hagrid's hut. I wish I was wit- "Hey weirdo!" "Yes?" Roger Davies Roger gives a weird look and then says, "Is it true that you think Professor Snape is a vampire?" "Yes I do the reasons are: he never eats garlic, doesn't like light, and he doesn't dance." "What?!" "Yes it's a fact that vampires don't dance." I reply simply of course everyone knows that...except my fellow house mates, who are currently looking at me very weirdly at the moment, I think it's time to leave. I turn and talk out the door. "She is so weird." Someone behind me whispers Like I haven't heard that before, but I would love to hear the definition of normal, isn't normal just the majority? No use going back to the hospital wing Madam Pomfry will just shoo me away. I just wander around the corridor.
Then I see you, you look so sad I wish I could help you if only you didn't look like you could kill anyone who talked to you. Maybe I could "accidentally" run into you. That's not going to work then I'll be like one of those girls. A group of girls just came out the great hall giggling at a passing boy. Is that Roger? Is he following me now? I quickly open the door closest to me. Great a broom cupboard. And get in. Good he passed by, he looks like he's waiting for someone. Well no time to wonder about that the day is beautiful and this cupboard makes me restless. I get out cautiously and sign. Good no Roger. As I step out in to the sun I can't help looking at all of the students they look so happy sometimes I wish I was "normal" but then I'll be like those followers hoping one day I'll eventually will become myself. Sometimes my thoughts scary me I feel fourteen year olds shouldn't think this way. Again the feeling of not being alone in my own mind comes. I down at my own reflection in the lake. Did I just see that? A faint flicker of something different shines behind my eyes then fades out. It caught me off guard. Immediately I fall down to my knees my face inches from the calm surface of the lake. I must be imaging things. "Hey Luna" "What? Oh hey Ginny you scared me." I replied relieved. "Hey you looked like you saw something important in the lake, what was it a crumpled snork-thingy?" Ginny giggled. Normally I would go into a very logical explanation on how the Crumpled- Horned Snorkack lives on mountainess regions but Ginny's ignorant comment made me think what if something in that lake was staring back at me. I quickly got up and faced Ginny