Luna's Vacation; As Told By her Journal
By Fancypants66
June 1995
Sunday- Now that we're on the boat, I can tell you all about what's going on so far. I got up this morning and after getting dressed, an owl was right next to my windowsill on the ship. I took the letter that she had in her beak and almost gave her a bottle cap without knowing it! She seemed kind of cross about it, because when I gave her a Knut, she screeched at me and left. I was kind of surprised that owls could fly out so far to sea, but anyway when I read the letter, it was addressed to me from someone I don't know, Pansy Parkinson. It read:
To stupid Loony,
The Snorkel-thing doesn't exist and you're an idiot for looking for it.
Love,
Pansy Parkinson
I was really bothered by it when I read about it, but in the end, I decided it'd be best to not focus too hard on it. Anyway, I got another letter from Ginny Weasley, and this one was nicer:
Dear Ginny,
I hope you enjoy Sweden and hope you find it is what you're looking for. With your determination, you'll definitely find it. Ron says hello.
Best friends,
Ginny Weasley
It seems nice of her to give me a letter like that, so I wrote back. After I gave the letter to the owl, I stepped outside of my cabin and went on the first deck. I forgot my wand at first, but I then remembered that it was behind my ear. Silly of me, wasn't it?
After breakfast, I went with my dad to go and watch the seagulls flying out near the port. They're like nargles, there are lots of them and the farther out you from what they want, and the fewer of them there are.
Anyway, today we met our guide. His name is Hans and he seems nice. But sometimes, I get the feeling that he is laughing at us silently, because earlier when my dad mentioned the Crumple Horned Snorkack, Hans stepped down as though he were having a fit, but I saw he was quietly chuckling. Sometimes I wonder how people can ignore the proof, and see the things that have no meaning.