Chapter 1 ~ "Restless"
Disclaimer: As usual, I own none of the characters, names, places, etc. I'm just playing with JKR's world, and making no profit from it.
"I'm sorry, Miss Lovegood. Your father had to leave unexpectedly, and he said to tell you that he wouldn't be back until about five-," explained his secretary.
"That's alright. I'll come back later," replied Luna before she picked up her umbrella and waterproof cloak from the cloakroom on her way out of The Quibbler's London office.
She stepped out into the downpour outside, not even bothering to open her umbrella. She had six hours to kill, so she wandered aimlessly out of Inconvention Alley. She passed by shops with colourful window displays hidden by fogged up windows, pubs serving warm butterbeer and quaint inns offering a dry place to come in out of the rain but didn't see any of it. She turned down into a less crowded street, and looked around for a place to sit.
There was one about ten shops down, which had a large overhang sheltering it. Luna walked up to the bench and saw that it had a notice spellotaped to it. 'Wet Paint!' The paint looked dry enough. She reached out her hand to touch the seat and found a layer of emerald green paint on her palm when she lifted it off.
"That Entrancing Enchantment gets everyone at least once. We have some more powerful ones in our spell books, if you'd care to come inside" a saleswizard informed her. Now curious, she followed him into the shop, where he turned around and said, "they're in the back room, we just got in a new shipment because they had all sold out," before heading through a doorway behind the counter. Luna's eyes wandered over a necklace made out of some pearlescent jewels as she remembered the day that Professor Lockhart had mentioned that Professor Flitwick was quite proficient at Entrancing Enchantment. That was the day that she had sent Harry a singing valentine, thinking he needed a good laugh. Strangely enough, he hadn't found it amusing at all. It had been a bit disappointing, really. She had just begun to ponder why when the bell on the door tinkled.
Luna turned around and saw two familiar faces. One was quite giddy and the other was extremely bored. Luna smiled.
"Ugh! They just let anyone in here, don't they Draco? What ARE you grinning at, Lovegood?" asked Pansy Parkinson rather haughtily.
"Nothing in particular," she replied as she turned back towards the counter, and the saleswizard reappeared with three books in hand.
"Sorry to keep you waiting Miss, but the box these were in had been shelved incorrectly," he apologised as he handed her the books. "There you are, everything we have on Entrancing Enchantments."
"That's alri-" she tried to reply before being interrupted.
"Entrancing Enchantments? You're looking at Entrancing Enchantments? You can't snag Longbottom on your own? Even I could do that!" Pansy exclaimed before she and Draco burst out laughing.
Pansy was still gasping for breath when Draco said tauntingly "You should be careful though. Don't want anything to happen when you're experimenting, do you?"
Luna plunked a galleon down cheerfully on the countertop, placed the books in her Bottomless Bag and eventually drifted out of the shop.
The rain was pouring down in sheets now, and she staggered a bit as she tried to look for Gringott's, easily the most visible landmark in Diagon Alley. After about half an hour she finally spotted the large white building and made her way down a narrow passageway behind it. The passage opened onto a gloomy fenced- in courtyard, magically expanded to contain all the graves of witches and wizards from England. Luna was able to spot her mother's grave immediately. Her tombstone was a shimmering astroglobe with each planet made of quartz and a wand on top of a spell book where the sun should be. Luna had been the one to find the charm to make the planets cast a soft glow as they did now. She knelt down next to the tombstone like she normally did, and yet again read the inscription: Diana Eulalia Lovegood, Memorium Eorum Retinibamus. Born: February 10th, 1940. Died: July 3rd, 1990.
Then, she opened up her Moon Phase Umbrella (which was showing a waning moon at the moment) and it hovered above her head. She wanted to read near her mum, and couldn't unless she placed an Impervius Charm on her book. However, being the summer holidays she couldn't perform any magic. After a minute or so, she fished out one of the books she had just purchased out of her Bottomless Bag and began to read it.
Some time must have passed before she finally finished the book and stored it in her bag safely, because when she looked up she saw that the quartz Earth had done a quarter turn on its axis. She stretched her stiff muscles and got up before stowing away her umbrella because the rain had finally stopped. As her eyes were now well adjusted to the dim light, she spotted a lone figure on the other side of the graveyard straight away.
Luna glided silently over the pebbled path towards the wizard, thinking that it was her father come to meet her to finally go over their travel arrangements for their trip to Sweden in August. However, as she got a bit nearer, she could tell that he had his back to her and was obviously not her father. The figure took something out of his cloak and placed it on a head marker, before solemnly exiting the graveyard. Luna was even more curious, so she went up to the grave and read the head marker: Trisana Malfoy. Born: April 21st, 1978. Died: June 30th, 1987. She was only nine when she died. Wait a minute, Malfoy? As in related to Draco Malfoy? She bent down and picked up what he had placed there. It was a pale green rose. A petal fell off into her palm with the paint on it. She had to be related to Draco. That had to be him that put the rose there, his father was locked up in Azkaban, and she had just seen Draco a few hours before in that shop. Was Trisana his sister?
Luna put the rose back where she had found it and pocketed the petal before she too, left the graveyard.
A/N: I made up the names of two things in this chapter. 10 points to the people who can tell me which ones. Thanks again to my beta, jesabelle.
*Hands everyone who has read this a chocolate Draco.*
This will probably be my last update before Christmas. I've got final exams and loads of company on Christmas Day to prepare for. But hopefully I'll put something out right after, if I have time. Okay?
Disclaimer: As usual, I own none of the characters, names, places, etc. I'm just playing with JKR's world, and making no profit from it.
"I'm sorry, Miss Lovegood. Your father had to leave unexpectedly, and he said to tell you that he wouldn't be back until about five-," explained his secretary.
"That's alright. I'll come back later," replied Luna before she picked up her umbrella and waterproof cloak from the cloakroom on her way out of The Quibbler's London office.
She stepped out into the downpour outside, not even bothering to open her umbrella. She had six hours to kill, so she wandered aimlessly out of Inconvention Alley. She passed by shops with colourful window displays hidden by fogged up windows, pubs serving warm butterbeer and quaint inns offering a dry place to come in out of the rain but didn't see any of it. She turned down into a less crowded street, and looked around for a place to sit.
There was one about ten shops down, which had a large overhang sheltering it. Luna walked up to the bench and saw that it had a notice spellotaped to it. 'Wet Paint!' The paint looked dry enough. She reached out her hand to touch the seat and found a layer of emerald green paint on her palm when she lifted it off.
"That Entrancing Enchantment gets everyone at least once. We have some more powerful ones in our spell books, if you'd care to come inside" a saleswizard informed her. Now curious, she followed him into the shop, where he turned around and said, "they're in the back room, we just got in a new shipment because they had all sold out," before heading through a doorway behind the counter. Luna's eyes wandered over a necklace made out of some pearlescent jewels as she remembered the day that Professor Lockhart had mentioned that Professor Flitwick was quite proficient at Entrancing Enchantment. That was the day that she had sent Harry a singing valentine, thinking he needed a good laugh. Strangely enough, he hadn't found it amusing at all. It had been a bit disappointing, really. She had just begun to ponder why when the bell on the door tinkled.
Luna turned around and saw two familiar faces. One was quite giddy and the other was extremely bored. Luna smiled.
"Ugh! They just let anyone in here, don't they Draco? What ARE you grinning at, Lovegood?" asked Pansy Parkinson rather haughtily.
"Nothing in particular," she replied as she turned back towards the counter, and the saleswizard reappeared with three books in hand.
"Sorry to keep you waiting Miss, but the box these were in had been shelved incorrectly," he apologised as he handed her the books. "There you are, everything we have on Entrancing Enchantments."
"That's alri-" she tried to reply before being interrupted.
"Entrancing Enchantments? You're looking at Entrancing Enchantments? You can't snag Longbottom on your own? Even I could do that!" Pansy exclaimed before she and Draco burst out laughing.
Pansy was still gasping for breath when Draco said tauntingly "You should be careful though. Don't want anything to happen when you're experimenting, do you?"
Luna plunked a galleon down cheerfully on the countertop, placed the books in her Bottomless Bag and eventually drifted out of the shop.
The rain was pouring down in sheets now, and she staggered a bit as she tried to look for Gringott's, easily the most visible landmark in Diagon Alley. After about half an hour she finally spotted the large white building and made her way down a narrow passageway behind it. The passage opened onto a gloomy fenced- in courtyard, magically expanded to contain all the graves of witches and wizards from England. Luna was able to spot her mother's grave immediately. Her tombstone was a shimmering astroglobe with each planet made of quartz and a wand on top of a spell book where the sun should be. Luna had been the one to find the charm to make the planets cast a soft glow as they did now. She knelt down next to the tombstone like she normally did, and yet again read the inscription: Diana Eulalia Lovegood, Memorium Eorum Retinibamus. Born: February 10th, 1940. Died: July 3rd, 1990.
Then, she opened up her Moon Phase Umbrella (which was showing a waning moon at the moment) and it hovered above her head. She wanted to read near her mum, and couldn't unless she placed an Impervius Charm on her book. However, being the summer holidays she couldn't perform any magic. After a minute or so, she fished out one of the books she had just purchased out of her Bottomless Bag and began to read it.
Some time must have passed before she finally finished the book and stored it in her bag safely, because when she looked up she saw that the quartz Earth had done a quarter turn on its axis. She stretched her stiff muscles and got up before stowing away her umbrella because the rain had finally stopped. As her eyes were now well adjusted to the dim light, she spotted a lone figure on the other side of the graveyard straight away.
Luna glided silently over the pebbled path towards the wizard, thinking that it was her father come to meet her to finally go over their travel arrangements for their trip to Sweden in August. However, as she got a bit nearer, she could tell that he had his back to her and was obviously not her father. The figure took something out of his cloak and placed it on a head marker, before solemnly exiting the graveyard. Luna was even more curious, so she went up to the grave and read the head marker: Trisana Malfoy. Born: April 21st, 1978. Died: June 30th, 1987. She was only nine when she died. Wait a minute, Malfoy? As in related to Draco Malfoy? She bent down and picked up what he had placed there. It was a pale green rose. A petal fell off into her palm with the paint on it. She had to be related to Draco. That had to be him that put the rose there, his father was locked up in Azkaban, and she had just seen Draco a few hours before in that shop. Was Trisana his sister?
Luna put the rose back where she had found it and pocketed the petal before she too, left the graveyard.
A/N: I made up the names of two things in this chapter. 10 points to the people who can tell me which ones. Thanks again to my beta, jesabelle.
*Hands everyone who has read this a chocolate Draco.*
This will probably be my last update before Christmas. I've got final exams and loads of company on Christmas Day to prepare for. But hopefully I'll put something out right after, if I have time. Okay?