Just continuing on a thread.
No tongues will be probing mouths in this one either. Sorry dears. .
Just have to establish an inanimate character first...
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I really don't know.
Truthfully, I think I thought I knew what love was, but then I was wrong. So assuming I know what it is now would be a gross act of hubris.
I love my mother, but it is rather hard to overcome the perfect image one has of the dead. I love my father, but I hope that isn't what people mean when the use of love potions is involved. So I will attempt to solve your question backwardly.
What is it that I feel nothing for? As the opposite of love is not Hate, but the lack of any emotion, that would be the best place to eliminate that which I am not attracted to.
I really do not appreciate Ms. Granger when she tries to correct my theories on the basis that she can't find them in a book. There are allot of books she hasn't seen, and allot of things left to be discovered in the universe. She's not the final judge on what can and can not be. She treats Magic as a Science, and not as Magic. Which I'm sure is why Divination escapes her completely and Arithmancy comes so easily.
I can't say I'm a big fan of the Slytherin. Not because of the evil really, but because of the hive mentality that runs them... That is a rather big disadvantage in most of the houses though so I can't just blame them all. Just the mentality.
But what do I like then? I like the color red I suppose, that's why I think the Weasely's are cute. When I first started here, I think I had a crush on Fred and George, until I realized they had this thing with their entire quidditch team. It's hard to explain, though it's possible that Ginny knows about it, but she doesn't understand it completely either. Red freckles, the reddest of red hair, it's hard to imagine not being attracted to them. They're all so fiery and emotional. It's such a mystery to me. How can anyone be that excited about a game where you throw a ball through a hoop?
But I don't really like Ronald Weasley. He's interesting I suppose. He is kinda cute, but he obsesses about Quidditch too much and throws hissy fits. Not at all like Ginny. Well, Ginny does like Quidditch, but she doesn't have the fits. And she idolizes the Twins, and she has a trouble making streak that has yet to fully blossom. Its quite interesting really. To me.
It's possible I'm just obsessed with the girl. Perhaps it's simply the weather, or maybe the shampoo she uses. Any number of factors really. Possibly too many to think of at this point in time.
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Luna closed the black leather book, tracing her finger along the spine, reactivating the various seals, locks, and charms that kept this book above all her others hidden and safe. While she could live with any of her textbooks walking away (Having read most of them over the summer break), this one book contained her most secret of thoughts. Possibly even pieces of her soul.
Though she could live without it, not having an outlet for all her thoughts would drive her to the depths of madness. So her 'diary' as other girls would call it, was more vital to her then sunlight for a flower.
