Harry Potter does not belong to me.
It was raining rather hard outside that day. He watched from a window in the castle as she danced in the falling water.
And he fell in love with her...
It was dinner time and he sat with his friends at his house table. He watched her sitting by herself at her table and he could faintly hear the strange tune she was humming.
And he fell in love with her...
He was walking to class pushing through the crowded hallway and he saw her walking in front of him. He watched as her long blonde hair swayed from side to side with her steps.
And he fell in love with her...
He saw inside her compartment on the train. He watched while she read her favorite magazine upside down.
And he fell in love with her...
He sat by the lake on a warm spring day studying and spotted her sitting by herself again. He watched as she sat in a beach tree reading a book on some strange magical creature.
And he fell in love with her...
He saw her in the library writing an essay. He watched as her hand raced across the page and how the wrist attatched to it wore a butterbeer cork bracelet.
And he fell in love with her...
He saw her laying in the snow outside on Christmas morning. he watched as her mismatched earrings glinted in the morning sunlight.
And he fell in love with her...
He saw her while he was walking around the grounds one day. He watched as she pet the thestrals by Hagrid's cabin.
And he fell in love with her...
He watched her all the time. In the halls, on the train, by the lake, during meals, and every other moment he could. The blonde girl intrigued him in a way that he could not understand. She was fascinating. Every time he saw her he learned something else about her.
And he fell in love with her...
Nearly six years had passed since the first time he saw her and then one day he looked out the window. It was raining and she was dancing again. Before he knew what he was doing he was outside soaked to the bone and walking towards her.
She stopped dancing as he got closer, "Did a teacher tell you to bring me inside?"
"No," he replied, "My name is Blaise Zabini."
"I know," she said, "I'm Luna Lovegood."
"I know. Will you dance with me?"
She looked into his deep brown eyes, took his hand, and smiled.
And he fell in love with her...
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