Not What You'd Expect

Chapter 7: And You Always Thought Of Me

shadow08: Here I am, adding more, my computer actually got a virus and I had to wipe it clean and I haven't gotten a chance to re-install microsoft word, so, I just decided to write it in Notepad, so yes, this chapter was written primitivly.

luckyducky8200: Thanks for your review, here is chapter 8!

Celi: Thanks, this story is really against my ships besides r/hr, I just decided to do something different. I'm a huge Harry/Ginny and Draco/Pansy shipper, but oh well::smiles:

A/N: Please, if you're leaving me a review, please do it on the last chapter written, cause it's really annoying for me to find out what day i posted the last chapter and then look through all the chapters comments to see who commented after it. So, keep that in mind please. Now, on with the story

All day Ginny could hardly keep her mind off of Draco. In the middle of class, Luna noticed her staring off into space.

"Hey Ginny. Are you thinking about my father's new article about-" Luna started to say.

Ginny cut her off. "No, I'm thinking about Dean. I'm really confused right now. We should probably get back to work though!" She looked back down at her paper and tried to concentrate as best she could. Even so, her thoughts drifted to a certain subject no matter what she did. When the class was finally over, she sighed in relief.

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Hermione and Ron were beginning to get on Harry's nerves. He kept shooting them glances and kept noticing new things. They were holding hands or Ron had his hand on Hermione's knee or vise versa. Either way, he was beginning to feel left out. Ginny had Dean and Ron and Hermione had each other, and Neville had Luna. He pushed his hair back anxiously and looked across the room. Every one was busy working on their things. Neville looked like he was messing up already. "How does a girl like Luna end up with a guy like Neville?" he wondered silently to himself. His eyes wandered back down to his History of Magic paper he was supposed to be writing. "I should probably finish this," he said under his breath.

Class was soon over and Harry breathed a sigh of relief. Hermione and Ron rushed over and began talking to him, but could barely get what it was they were trying to say out because they were laughing so hard.

"And then Ron," Hermione cut herself off because she couldn't stop laughing.

Harry looked uneasy. "You know what guys, just tell me later." He picked up his books and walked out the door quickly so neither would run after him.

Ron and Hermione gave each other looks of bewilderment. "What did we do?" Ron asked. Hermione shrugged slowly. "Come on 'Mione, let's go to the great hall and find Luna and Neville. Hermione nodded.

Luna was standing in the middle of the great hall, singing to herself and apparently doing what Hermione recognized as ballet. Neville was sitting on the bench giving her an odd look. A/N: it's the WTF look, I know it well. Hermione sat down next to Neville and watched her.

"Hermione, what is she doing?" Neville asked.

"It's a muggle dance called ballet, it's very elegant. It doesn't surprise me that Luna knows it. It fits her rather well," Hermione continued watching.

Luna pranced and spun and stood on her tip-toes. Piroet after piroet followed, and Hermione almost got dizzy watching her. After a few more leaps, Luna sashayed a/n: I know I cant spell anything ballet-ish worth crap, I'm sorry! over to them with bright cheek and a wild grin. "Hello Nevy, will you dance with me?" she asked with an innocent smile.

Neville looked uncomfortable. "Erm…Luna, I can't do this ballew dance," he said.

"It's BALLET Neville, and you have the grace it takes to dance it, so you should have no problems, come on!" Luna pulled on his arm and led him into the middle of the floor and started humming again.

Neville gave Ron a pained expression and stood there while Luna danced around him in circles. He tried to dance, but he really didn't know what to do, so it mostly consisted of him mimicking Luna's movements.

Draco walked into the great hall followed by Crabbe, Goyle, and Blaise. He saw what was going on and started laughing at the top of his lungs. Neville looked over and turned a bright shade of red and ran back to his table, sitting down quickly. Luna stalked over to him.

"Are you embarrassed to be dancing with me!" she yelled at him.

Neville cringed. "No! I'm just getting tired…I'm sorry, we can dance later ok?" he said this last part quietly.

"You are not tired! You're embarrassed to be seen dancing with me! You're supposed to LOVE me!" with that, Luna glared at him and leaped out of the great hall.

On her way out, Harry was on her way in and she leaped right into him. She almost knocked him right over, falling herself, but he caught them both. For a few seconds they stared into each others eyes. Harry still had his arms wrapped around her and Luna looked down a minute. Suddenly embarrassed by his position, he let her go.

"Erm, where are you going Luna?" he asked uncomfortably.

"Back up to my dorm. Neville wouldn't dance with me, so I'm going to my room to dance by myself!" her eyes flashed defiantly.

"Oh…well, I would dance with you, if you'd like, I could make it really nice. I know a great place," Harry said.

Luna studied him for a minute. "Ok, but not today, right now, I need to be alone or else the invisible jarkoes will get me. Tomarrow night after dinner." She smiled her not-all-there dreamy smile and pranced off.

Harry's eyes followed her until he was out of site, and then he walked into the great hall.

A/N: I hope you enjoyed this chapter. It took me a long time to write it, and it ended up being mostly just a filler to take me to the next thing that's going to happen. I am also very tired because I haven't been sleeping much lately, so please REVIEW and tell me how I did.