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A Day In The Life of Luna Lovegood
A/N: Alright, here's the longer chapter I promised. Now, I'm not very good at writing dialogue, so I would welcome any suggestions for improvement. Enjoy!
Luna walked down the hall, oblivious to the whispered conversations going on around her. She already knew what the whispering was about- Educational Decree number Twenty-Eight, which had come into effect that morning. Apparently, Umbridge had now replaced Dumbledore as Headmistress if Hogwarts. There were many wild rumours floating around about how Dumbledore had escaped from right under the Minister of Magic's nose. But Luna neither knew nor cared what really happened, she was too busy seething at Umbridge. That horrible woman, she thought, what will she do next?
Luna sat down an hour later in the Transfiguration classroom and resumed her evil mutterings about Umbridge. Apart from the fact that Umbridge was a horrible teacher, she hadn't really said anything to Luna. But Luna had heard about how horrible Umbridge was being to Harry Potter; giving him a lifetime Quidditch ban just for getting into a little scrap…the injustice of it all! And that wasn't even the worst of it. Last week, Umbridge had found out about the DA. A girl named Marietta in Ravenclaw had told her apparently- the filthy snitch, Luna thought. Now Luna didn't even have any DA meetings to look forward to; it seemed like this year just could not get any worse. And then….
" Ms. Lovegood, what are you doing?", Professor McGonagall looked down at Luna with her eyes narrowed, " Have you heard a word if I said in the last twenty minutes?"
" Um….", Luna said guiltily, for she hadn't heard a word Professor McGonagall had said. Instead, she had been composing a very nasty poem about Umbridge.
" Loony, Loony Lovegood..", a boy behind her whispered.
" This is the third time this week I have caught you not paying attention, you should……"
Luna looked at McGonagall's face, her narrowed eyes, her mouth opening and closing, telling Luna how inattentive she was, how her mark was going down, how Luna ought to….
" Shut up!", Luna finally yelled at the boy behind her who had been singing a song about how loony Luna was.
" Ms. Lovegood!", said McGonagall, looking shocked, " How dare you! Leave this room this instant, I will deal with you at a later time."
Luna picked up her bag and left the room. She couldn't believe she had just done that- school meant more to her than that. She had never been told off by a teacher before; what was going to happen to her? My life is over, she thought despondently, and slumped down outside the classroom.