Drops of Snow
Snowflakes danced in a flurry around a supposedly insane Ravenclaw. The Gryffindor simply watched from a window with his green eyes watching the blond with curiosity. He never did understand why she liked being out so much. Blond hair flew as the wind blew. He couldn't help but smile when he saw her. With her protuberant eyes, she walked as if it were Spring when it was Winter. Drops of snow were in her hair. Drops of snow were on her lips. He blushed at the thought. Harry Potter kiss Luna Lovegood? The insanity of people.
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