PART III
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"Well Luna what do you think?" Ginny asked as she sat down on the bed next to her. Luna looked around the room that she had to share with Ginny. The room looked small, but that was pobably because of the large four poster in the center of the room. Charlie's house was pretty much one storie. There where two bedrooms, one washroom, the kitchen and a living room. That meant that Charlie and Ron would have to share a room and Ginny and Luna had to share a room.
"It's a nice house," Luna said politely. Ginny rolled her eyes as she turned to look at her.
"I'm not talking about the house, I'm talking about my brother," Ginny said.
"What about him?" Luna asked as she turned to look at her friend.
"What do you think about him?" Ginny asked almost exasperatedly.
"He seems like a nice guy," Luna said with a shrug. "I didn't expect him to have shoulder length hair though."
"He didn't, he grew it out recently. Last time I saw him he didn't have his hair that long," Ginny said. Luna merely noded. She found that Charlie Weasley was a kind, charming person and he was also quite handsome. She found herself wondering why Ron hadn't turned out like him. In the whole time that she had known Ron she had only ever known him to have had something with one person and that was with Paty Patil. And even than Paty had not been happy.
"Do you like the color maroon Ginny?" Luna suddenly asked. Luna was wondering because it seemed to her that alot of Ginny's clothes was maroon. She noticed that Ginny looked down at her maroon pants and white shirt and than look at Luna.
"Not really," she responded as she looked at her friend. Than she looked at what she was wearing. Luna was wearing a white shirt and a light blue skirt.
"Is you're favorite color Blue?" Ginny asked. Luna shook her head.
"No, actually my favorite color is green, but I don't like wearing it," Luna responded. Ginny furrowed her brows.
"I didn't know your favorite color was green," she said. "That's Charlie and Percy's favorite color."
"That's interesting," Luna said as she looked around the room at the time. She was wondering why Ginny had asked what she thought about Charlie. It was an odd question. She than turned to Ginny and noted that Ginny was watching her intently. "Yes?" she asked. Ginny shook her head and than stood up. She walked over to the door, but before she reached it Luna called out her name. "Hey Ginny, Why did you ask what I thought of Charlie?" she asked as she met her friends dark eyes.
"Well I think that you and Charlie have alot in common," Ginny said with a shrug as she looked at her friends brown, dough eyes. "You should spend time with him, he's really great and I'm sure that you guys will have a great time together." Ginny said. She than continued to study her friends reaction. She was dissapointed to see that Luna was completely detached from all emotions and looked calm and collected.
"And why do you think that we should spend time with each other?" Luna asked as she kept all emotions out of her voice. Her voice was indifferent and unwavering. Ginny seemed to stand there and merely stare at her friend. Luna soon found herself wondering what her friend was thinking about.
"Perhaps Chalie is just what you need at the moment," Ginny responded. Luna's right eyesbrow rose and Ginny suddenly smiled. "I think you have spent far too much time with Professor Snape," She said as she looked at her. Luna smiled and shook her head, looking down at her hands. "Well I think that I'm going to go find Charlie to catch up with him. What will you be doing?"
"I guess that I will just read a book," Luna responded as she looked at her. "And I don't think that Professor Snape has rubbed off on me." Luna said as she looked at her friend. Her friend merely looked at her for a couple of seconds, a smile of disbeliefe on her face.
"/Sure/ he didn't," She said. This caused Luna to roll her eyes at her friend. "I'll see you in a little while Luna," Ginny said as she bounced out of the room. Luna shook her head in amusement and walked over to her trunk. She took out a book from her trunk and than walked over to the bed. She crawled on the bed over to the head board and than sat down and took the book in her hand.
Before she began to read she looked up and she could see Charlie Weasley standing in the doorway. She looked up at him and could see that he had a broad grin on his face as he stared at her. As she met his eyes as he stepped forward into the room. "I see that you like to read."
"Yes I do," she responded offering him a weak smile in return to his broad grin. "Do you like to read?" she asked as she looked at him. He smiled and shook his head.
"I don't read unless it's necessaary. The only other person I know that reads for pleasure is Hermione. You remind me of her," He said. At this statement Luna frowned and looked down at the book in her lap. "Did I say something wrong?" he asked, she could hear a tinge of guilt and concern in his voice. She looked up at him.
"I don't like it when people tell me that I remind them of Hermione," She responded. He frowned slightly at this.
"And what is wrong with Hermione?" he asked.
"Nothing," she responded. "But I am my own person and very different from Hermione. Our desire to learn and our appearence might be slithgly similar, but we are very different. She's uptight, I'm wild. She abides by the rules, I set my own. She's completely intact with her emotions, feeling each of them to the fullest, I am very detached from them. She spends her days with her head in her studies and I spend them with my head in the clouds. I don't like it when people judge by the exterior."
"Well I'm glad that you are very different from Hermione and that you are your own person," he said with a smile on his face. She wondered what he was smiling about, but she didn't question it. After all there was nothing wrong with being friedly, although, she wondered if perhaps he was over friendly.
"Really? Well did you come in here for a particular reason?" She asked lightly as she looked up at him. He suddenly seemed to remember that he /had/ come into the room for a reason.
"I'm looking for Ginny. Do you know where she has run off to?" he asked.
"She was looking for you," she responded. "How is it that you could miss her. She had barely walked out of the room, when you walked in."
"I just popped in," he responded. Luna noded. "I'll see you later Luna," he said as he turned around and walked out of the room. Luna shook her head and went back to her reading. She wondered how long Charlie had been standing at the doorway. And she wondered if he indeed had just 'popped' in why hadn't she heard the POP.
"Hello Luna," Ron said as he walked in and plopped down on the foot of the bed. She looked up and could see Ron sitting there staring at her.
"Hello Ron," She said as she looked at him.
"What are you reading?" he asked as he looked at her.
"A book on ancient Charms," she responded as she looked at him. A sudden question formed in her head and she looked at Ron for a couple of seconds. "Ron, Did Charlie step out at all?" she asked as she looked at him.
"No Charlie's been here the whole time. We've spent all day together catching up. He seemed to ask alot of question about you," he responded as he looked at Luna. Luna wondered why Charlie had lied to her and wondered why he asked alot of quesions about her.
"What kind of questions did he ask about me?" she asked him.
"He asked how long I knew you, how long Ginny knew you, what house you are in, how old you are, how you do in school and things like that," Ron responded with a shrug. "He never really took in interest in people like that before. He never asked question about Harry or Hermione like that. I think he merely found you very interesting."
"Do you know why he has with me?" She asked as she looked at Ron. Ron shrugged at her question.
"Percy had told Charlie about you. He told him that when he met you that you where very eccentric and he told him about your nickname. Charlie takes an interest on those who are different," Ron responded. Luna looked back on her memory and remembered the day she had met Percy. She had been a first year and he had been a sixth year. She had said something very strange to him.
"Are you all right Ron?" she asked as she looked at him. Ron looked down at his hands and Luna noted that he had a folded piece of parchment in his hands. He looked up at Luna, Luna could see concern in his eyes.
"Hey Luna I know that you don't consider me a friend, but... I wanted to ask you if you're okay," He said slowly.
"What do you mean?" Luna asked as she studied Ron intently.
"I mean I know that you really liked Harry and I think you still like him alot. I know that he hurt you, even if he never really meant to, and I was wondering how you where doing," Ron responded. Every word came out very carefully. He seemed t actually be thinking of what he was saying than just blurting out anything like he usually did.
"Well Ron, thank you for your concern, but I'm doing fine," she responded. Ron seemed to study her for a couple of seconds. He merely stared at her as if wondering wether she was lying or not. Luna wasn't lying, much. There was some truth to what she said. She wasn't doing to well, but it was a step up from where she had started from. She still felt slight pain and remorse and always wondered what would have happened if he would have chosen her, but she always pushed the feelings aside.
"Well," Ron said standing up. "This is from Harry," he said handing her the note. She took it in her hand and looked at it quizzically. She wondered what Harry was writing to her for. She looked up to see that Ron was staring at her with a very concerned look on his face. "I guess I'll leave you now," he said and walked out of the room. Luna could do nothing but stare after him, lost in thoughts.
She had many questions. She wondered why Charlie was so interested in her and why he was so friendly. She wondered what Ginny wanted from her and Charlie. She wondered if Ginny had invited her to spend time with Charlie rather instead wih her. Another thing that she had on her mind was Ron. Since when was he so concerned about her and since when was he able to put his thoughts into words without mucking things up? The last question in her mind was one that she could answer, why was Harry writing to her?
She unfolded the note that she had in her hand. It was certainly Harry's writing and there seemed to be quite a bit to read. She wondered why he was writing to her and why he hadn't sent it to her personally.
'Luna I am going to make this as quick as I possibly can and try to chose the best words for what I am about to say. I am sure that I have told you before that I am sorry about how much I hurt you. I hadn't intended for this to happen. And I'm sorry that I did not have the nerve enough to tell you myself that I was dating Hermione. You shouldn't have found out the way you did. But there is someone out there that I know of that has very strong feelings for you. I cannot tell you who, but I just wanted to let you know that there are people to whom you are the very best for. I'm sorry that I could not return your feelings I don't think that I can stress how sorry I am.
There is one thing more that I feel it is my obligation to tell you. Please believe that I do not wish to inflict anymore pain on you, but I have to tell you. I don't wish you to find out any other way. I think if you found this out any other way it would perhaps hurt you more. And I know that you deserve to find out through me. I owe that much to you. I don't know quite how to tell you this, but last night... last night I asked Hermione to be my fiance'. She accepted. I'm very sorry if I hurt you. Trust, I mean you know harm. I just thought that you would want to know.'
Luna looked up from the letter and she could feel tears welling up in her eyes. She folded the note up. She brought her knees up to her chest and she hugged them. She placed her head on her arms and breathed in deeply, willing the tears to go away. But she could not hold the dam. Tears rolled down her face and she rocked herself back and forth. She wondered how it was that everytime she managed to make herself feel perfectly fine, he always managed to break her down. Well at least this time I didn't have an asthma attack, she thought to herself as the tears continued.
TBC.....
A/N: Well? What do you think? I'm sorry if there are any spelling errors. I rushed through the editing so that I could post it A. S. A. P. Please Review! They make me want to continue writing.
"Well Luna what do you think?" Ginny asked as she sat down on the bed next to her. Luna looked around the room that she had to share with Ginny. The room looked small, but that was pobably because of the large four poster in the center of the room. Charlie's house was pretty much one storie. There where two bedrooms, one washroom, the kitchen and a living room. That meant that Charlie and Ron would have to share a room and Ginny and Luna had to share a room.
"It's a nice house," Luna said politely. Ginny rolled her eyes as she turned to look at her.
"I'm not talking about the house, I'm talking about my brother," Ginny said.
"What about him?" Luna asked as she turned to look at her friend.
"What do you think about him?" Ginny asked almost exasperatedly.
"He seems like a nice guy," Luna said with a shrug. "I didn't expect him to have shoulder length hair though."
"He didn't, he grew it out recently. Last time I saw him he didn't have his hair that long," Ginny said. Luna merely noded. She found that Charlie Weasley was a kind, charming person and he was also quite handsome. She found herself wondering why Ron hadn't turned out like him. In the whole time that she had known Ron she had only ever known him to have had something with one person and that was with Paty Patil. And even than Paty had not been happy.
"Do you like the color maroon Ginny?" Luna suddenly asked. Luna was wondering because it seemed to her that alot of Ginny's clothes was maroon. She noticed that Ginny looked down at her maroon pants and white shirt and than look at Luna.
"Not really," she responded as she looked at her friend. Than she looked at what she was wearing. Luna was wearing a white shirt and a light blue skirt.
"Is you're favorite color Blue?" Ginny asked. Luna shook her head.
"No, actually my favorite color is green, but I don't like wearing it," Luna responded. Ginny furrowed her brows.
"I didn't know your favorite color was green," she said. "That's Charlie and Percy's favorite color."
"That's interesting," Luna said as she looked around the room at the time. She was wondering why Ginny had asked what she thought about Charlie. It was an odd question. She than turned to Ginny and noted that Ginny was watching her intently. "Yes?" she asked. Ginny shook her head and than stood up. She walked over to the door, but before she reached it Luna called out her name. "Hey Ginny, Why did you ask what I thought of Charlie?" she asked as she met her friends dark eyes.
"Well I think that you and Charlie have alot in common," Ginny said with a shrug as she looked at her friends brown, dough eyes. "You should spend time with him, he's really great and I'm sure that you guys will have a great time together." Ginny said. She than continued to study her friends reaction. She was dissapointed to see that Luna was completely detached from all emotions and looked calm and collected.
"And why do you think that we should spend time with each other?" Luna asked as she kept all emotions out of her voice. Her voice was indifferent and unwavering. Ginny seemed to stand there and merely stare at her friend. Luna soon found herself wondering what her friend was thinking about.
"Perhaps Chalie is just what you need at the moment," Ginny responded. Luna's right eyesbrow rose and Ginny suddenly smiled. "I think you have spent far too much time with Professor Snape," She said as she looked at her. Luna smiled and shook her head, looking down at her hands. "Well I think that I'm going to go find Charlie to catch up with him. What will you be doing?"
"I guess that I will just read a book," Luna responded as she looked at her. "And I don't think that Professor Snape has rubbed off on me." Luna said as she looked at her friend. Her friend merely looked at her for a couple of seconds, a smile of disbeliefe on her face.
"/Sure/ he didn't," She said. This caused Luna to roll her eyes at her friend. "I'll see you in a little while Luna," Ginny said as she bounced out of the room. Luna shook her head in amusement and walked over to her trunk. She took out a book from her trunk and than walked over to the bed. She crawled on the bed over to the head board and than sat down and took the book in her hand.
Before she began to read she looked up and she could see Charlie Weasley standing in the doorway. She looked up at him and could see that he had a broad grin on his face as he stared at her. As she met his eyes as he stepped forward into the room. "I see that you like to read."
"Yes I do," she responded offering him a weak smile in return to his broad grin. "Do you like to read?" she asked as she looked at him. He smiled and shook his head.
"I don't read unless it's necessaary. The only other person I know that reads for pleasure is Hermione. You remind me of her," He said. At this statement Luna frowned and looked down at the book in her lap. "Did I say something wrong?" he asked, she could hear a tinge of guilt and concern in his voice. She looked up at him.
"I don't like it when people tell me that I remind them of Hermione," She responded. He frowned slightly at this.
"And what is wrong with Hermione?" he asked.
"Nothing," she responded. "But I am my own person and very different from Hermione. Our desire to learn and our appearence might be slithgly similar, but we are very different. She's uptight, I'm wild. She abides by the rules, I set my own. She's completely intact with her emotions, feeling each of them to the fullest, I am very detached from them. She spends her days with her head in her studies and I spend them with my head in the clouds. I don't like it when people judge by the exterior."
"Well I'm glad that you are very different from Hermione and that you are your own person," he said with a smile on his face. She wondered what he was smiling about, but she didn't question it. After all there was nothing wrong with being friedly, although, she wondered if perhaps he was over friendly.
"Really? Well did you come in here for a particular reason?" She asked lightly as she looked up at him. He suddenly seemed to remember that he /had/ come into the room for a reason.
"I'm looking for Ginny. Do you know where she has run off to?" he asked.
"She was looking for you," she responded. "How is it that you could miss her. She had barely walked out of the room, when you walked in."
"I just popped in," he responded. Luna noded. "I'll see you later Luna," he said as he turned around and walked out of the room. Luna shook her head and went back to her reading. She wondered how long Charlie had been standing at the doorway. And she wondered if he indeed had just 'popped' in why hadn't she heard the POP.
"Hello Luna," Ron said as he walked in and plopped down on the foot of the bed. She looked up and could see Ron sitting there staring at her.
"Hello Ron," She said as she looked at him.
"What are you reading?" he asked as he looked at her.
"A book on ancient Charms," she responded as she looked at him. A sudden question formed in her head and she looked at Ron for a couple of seconds. "Ron, Did Charlie step out at all?" she asked as she looked at him.
"No Charlie's been here the whole time. We've spent all day together catching up. He seemed to ask alot of question about you," he responded as he looked at Luna. Luna wondered why Charlie had lied to her and wondered why he asked alot of quesions about her.
"What kind of questions did he ask about me?" she asked him.
"He asked how long I knew you, how long Ginny knew you, what house you are in, how old you are, how you do in school and things like that," Ron responded with a shrug. "He never really took in interest in people like that before. He never asked question about Harry or Hermione like that. I think he merely found you very interesting."
"Do you know why he has with me?" She asked as she looked at Ron. Ron shrugged at her question.
"Percy had told Charlie about you. He told him that when he met you that you where very eccentric and he told him about your nickname. Charlie takes an interest on those who are different," Ron responded. Luna looked back on her memory and remembered the day she had met Percy. She had been a first year and he had been a sixth year. She had said something very strange to him.
"Are you all right Ron?" she asked as she looked at him. Ron looked down at his hands and Luna noted that he had a folded piece of parchment in his hands. He looked up at Luna, Luna could see concern in his eyes.
"Hey Luna I know that you don't consider me a friend, but... I wanted to ask you if you're okay," He said slowly.
"What do you mean?" Luna asked as she studied Ron intently.
"I mean I know that you really liked Harry and I think you still like him alot. I know that he hurt you, even if he never really meant to, and I was wondering how you where doing," Ron responded. Every word came out very carefully. He seemed t actually be thinking of what he was saying than just blurting out anything like he usually did.
"Well Ron, thank you for your concern, but I'm doing fine," she responded. Ron seemed to study her for a couple of seconds. He merely stared at her as if wondering wether she was lying or not. Luna wasn't lying, much. There was some truth to what she said. She wasn't doing to well, but it was a step up from where she had started from. She still felt slight pain and remorse and always wondered what would have happened if he would have chosen her, but she always pushed the feelings aside.
"Well," Ron said standing up. "This is from Harry," he said handing her the note. She took it in her hand and looked at it quizzically. She wondered what Harry was writing to her for. She looked up to see that Ron was staring at her with a very concerned look on his face. "I guess I'll leave you now," he said and walked out of the room. Luna could do nothing but stare after him, lost in thoughts.
She had many questions. She wondered why Charlie was so interested in her and why he was so friendly. She wondered what Ginny wanted from her and Charlie. She wondered if Ginny had invited her to spend time with Charlie rather instead wih her. Another thing that she had on her mind was Ron. Since when was he so concerned about her and since when was he able to put his thoughts into words without mucking things up? The last question in her mind was one that she could answer, why was Harry writing to her?
She unfolded the note that she had in her hand. It was certainly Harry's writing and there seemed to be quite a bit to read. She wondered why he was writing to her and why he hadn't sent it to her personally.
'Luna I am going to make this as quick as I possibly can and try to chose the best words for what I am about to say. I am sure that I have told you before that I am sorry about how much I hurt you. I hadn't intended for this to happen. And I'm sorry that I did not have the nerve enough to tell you myself that I was dating Hermione. You shouldn't have found out the way you did. But there is someone out there that I know of that has very strong feelings for you. I cannot tell you who, but I just wanted to let you know that there are people to whom you are the very best for. I'm sorry that I could not return your feelings I don't think that I can stress how sorry I am.
There is one thing more that I feel it is my obligation to tell you. Please believe that I do not wish to inflict anymore pain on you, but I have to tell you. I don't wish you to find out any other way. I think if you found this out any other way it would perhaps hurt you more. And I know that you deserve to find out through me. I owe that much to you. I don't know quite how to tell you this, but last night... last night I asked Hermione to be my fiance'. She accepted. I'm very sorry if I hurt you. Trust, I mean you know harm. I just thought that you would want to know.'
Luna looked up from the letter and she could feel tears welling up in her eyes. She folded the note up. She brought her knees up to her chest and she hugged them. She placed her head on her arms and breathed in deeply, willing the tears to go away. But she could not hold the dam. Tears rolled down her face and she rocked herself back and forth. She wondered how it was that everytime she managed to make herself feel perfectly fine, he always managed to break her down. Well at least this time I didn't have an asthma attack, she thought to herself as the tears continued.
TBC.....
A/N: Well? What do you think? I'm sorry if there are any spelling errors. I rushed through the editing so that I could post it A. S. A. P. Please Review! They make me want to continue writing.