I look in the mirror and I see me. That's all just me.
I only vaguely see myself. There is so much sadness in my life that it overrides any happiness. Even my friends can't fill the emptiness inside me.
Everything in my life is just a haze.
"Luna? Are you alright?"
Luna looked around from the mirror to look straight at Moaning Myrtle.
"Yes Myrtle," she responded. "I'm fine. I just got lost in thought." Luna knew that her voice was vague. She didn't really care. She was separated from the world and she wanted to keep it that way.
"I think I'll go back to my common room now. Bye Myrtle."
"O.K." said Myrtle. "see you soon. I love talking with you."
"Yah, soon," was all that Luna could bring herself to say. Myrtle never noticed when she was depressed, and that kind of upset her. No one noticed. No one cared. All they saw was Loony Lovegood. Who cared how she was feeling?
She left the restroom and almost immediately she ran into Ron Weasley. Literally.
"I'm sorry," said Luna. "I should have been watching where I was going."
"That's alright," said Ron. "I wasn't watching either. Have you seen Hermione? I think she was really upset…Luna, What's wrong?"
"Nothing," said Luna. He noticed? "I'm fine."
"No you're not. Your upset about something. What is it? And don't try to tell me it's nothing," he said just as she had opened her mouth to tell him just that, "because I know it's something. You would not be on the verge of tears for nothing."
Suddenly she found herself pouring her heart out to him. She told him how bad it made her feel that people thought about her the way they did, how she had no friends, how she felt alone in the world… the list went on and on.
"And to top it all off," she was crying uncontrollably now, "today is the anniversary of when my mom died."
She suddenly found herself crying into Ron's chest. At first she thought that she had thrown herself at him and felt embarrassed. But the she realized that he had pulled her to him.
After she had cried herself out. Ron put a finger under her chin and gently lifted her head until they were starring into each other's eyes.
"Listen," he said softly. She noticed that he still had one arm around her. "You are not alone, and you do have friends. You should know by now that Harry, Hermione, and I are your friends.
"As for everything else, just know that you can come and talk to me any time you need to. Are you O.K. now?" he asked.
"Yes," she said managing to smile a little. "Good," he said, and then gently kissed her on the mouth, then on the forehead.
"Would you like to come help me look for Hermione?" he said. "She seems to be troubled and might need some one to talk to."
"I'd love too"
As the walked hand in hand down the corridor, all Luna could think was, Do I see any thing when I look in the mirror?