Disclaimer: The following characters in this story are either from J. K. Rowling, C. S. Lewis, or J. R. R. Tolkin. (Some of the greatest authors that ever lived!)

Well, I was freaking out because I has NO idea what I was going to do for the second chapter, but this came to me last night. Hope you enjoy it...

"About myself?" Luna stared at him dreamy-eyed. "You know, I don't believe anyone has ever asked me about myself."

"Well," Neville grinned at her; "There's a first time for everything."

"Where should I start?" She closed her eyes and looked up to the ceiling as if she could see something that Neville could never dream of.

"How about the beginning. I've heard many rumors of how you were born, but I want to know the honest to God true story." His eyes drifted to the ceiling as he spoke, hoping to catch what she was so interested in.

"Okay then, but you have to close your eyes first." She ordered him.

"How do you know that I'm not, your eyes are closed." He took his eyes off the ceiling and looked at her, a bewildered look upon his face.

"Exactly, now close them!"

Neville grumbled at her command, but he did as she said and mumbled, "Okay, now what?"

"I'll tell you the story of my birth." She sighed dreamily and spread out on the ground. Her limbs sticking out in many different directions.

"You're difficult, I hope you know that." They both smiled at that comment and he listened to her telling of how she came into this world.

"I was born in a Marshwiggle swamp."

"Wait a minute, Marshwiggle?" Neville opened his eyes and stared at her like she has said the oddest comment he had heard in his entire being.

"Yes, Marshwiggle. Now close your eyes!" She kept her eyes closed the whole time, although her eyebrows did rise a little when she yet again had to inform him to close his eyes.

"Okay, fine!" He closed his eyes, "But wait, I thought a Marshwiggle was a character in a C. S. Lewis story, The Silver Chair I think."

"Yes, that's true." She nodded; it is a character in a story. C. S. Lewis was a famous wizard that wrote many famous Muggle stories. So was his best friend, J. R. R. Tolkin."

"They were wizards?" Neville opened his eyes again, but closed them the second Luna said the word "Close..."

"Okay, I've closed my eyes. Merlin, you're impossible!"

"To answer your question, yes they were wizards. Only wizards are able to see creatures like Hobbits and Marshwiggles. Although all of the Hobbit's have died out, thanks to the carelessness of former wizards, but there's still a tribe of Marshwiggles running free in the middle of Ireland."

"What's a hobbit?" Neville looked at her dumbfounded, with his eyes closed.

"A hobbit? You don't know what a hobbit is! What's next, are you doing to tell me you don't know what a six-beaked wiffledoo is?"

"I'm not going to even ask, just please continue on with your life story."

"Okay, as I was saying before you interrupted me with your lack of knowledge." Luna mumbled towards Neville.

"Lack of knowledge?" Neville screamed out, "More like your loony ideas!"

"I'm going to ignore that, and you better pray that a wiffledoo did not hear that, or your first born child with have six toes on each foot."

"You're an odd one Luna! Please continue, now I'm more than curious to know what happened."

"As I said earlier, I was born in a Marshwiggle swamp. My mum and dad were exploring it, and trying to find a way to migrate a few of them to other places in Europe, creating a larger breeding ground. I was told that they had no idea she was pregnant, thought she had just become obsessively fat. They had no time to take any of those tests, studying Marshwiggles you know. Anyway, one particular day my mum had a stomachache and the particular Marshwiggle she was living with proclaimed that she would die before nightfall. Well, that night she didn't die. I was born. My parents immediately left the swamp and took me home with them to England. Dad took his old job as Editor of The Quibbler and life became what it is today. Although we did go on many more expeditions, I haven't seen the Marshwiggles since my mum died though."

"Oh," Was all Neville could say for the longest time. He wasn't sure if he believed a word that she had said, besides her dad and that magazine he worked for.

After a few minutes in silence Luna opened her eyes and stood up, "We should go back to the castle before Professor Snape catches us in here."

"Yeah, I suppose you're right. Are you coming back tomorrow?" He heard her stood up and cautiously opened his eyes.

"Are you?" She tilted her head and looked at him.

"Well yeah, but..."

"That's your answer. I'll see you tomorrow Neville."

"Okay?" He stood up and followed her out of the greenhouse, wondering what crazy things they'd talk about the next day.

So, should I continue on with my story...or is it fine the way it is? If I get enough positive responses I'll go ahead and write up the next chapter. Luna and Neville is possibly my favorite Harry Potter ship, and I wonder why more people don't write about them. Well, their loss. As I was saying, please review and tell me what I should do. Thanks to the following people for reviewing this story so far...

Shantazzar: Well, if you didn't review my stories I'd just cry. You're the only person in the world who's read every single one of my fanfics, and it makes me so happy...which I why I'm nice enough to let you borrow my Trigun mangas!

Stroppy-Teenager: I hope you enjoyed the history which I gave to Luna. (Well, the birth part), I enjoyed writting it.

whisperkey: Yay, I love cherries! I updated the story...so, "NO, you're totally cool!"

Hannah: You have so many little anonomous reviewer names...I'm not going to even guess which one you used for this story. No, I don't think he'd be a little more shy, I think people just assume that Neville is a baby. He's not, J. K. Rowling just doesn't write about him enough...waggles fist at you in a Daniel like way Anyway, I still love you, and I did continue with my story!

tongarisangel: sniff You are just the greatest, just so you know. I always love getting reviews from you...and reading your stories (obviously).

x.brianne.x: You need to read some of Chinesemoon's stuff, tons of Neville/Luna stories. I love them all so much. Anyway, thanks for reviewing!

astrangeone: Save the best for last! You were the first reviewer for this story, so YAY! Five points to you, and thanks for adding this to your favorite stories. I hope to see more of you later on, maybe even in this chapter.

AGAIN, I love you all, and please review...