Luna was honestly confused. For about a week now, Hermione had been acting overly nice towards her, as though something horrific had happened to her or something! Was there yet another rumour going around about her?
Hermione now acted as though she was broken glass or an injured kitten that needed to be fussed over and talked to quietly. She was currently looking for the girl in the library, she had heard from other students that it was practically the bushy-haired girl's home and soon found her poring over a very thick looking book.
"Why are you treating me differently?" Luna asked, getting straight to the point when Hermione looked up.
"What?" Hermione asked, looking bewildered.
"You've been acting as though I'm broken glass, are you okay Hermione?" Without warning, Luna gently knocked on Hermione's left ear, as though it was a door. "What are you doing?!" Hermione demanded.
"Okay, no wrackspurts, strange." She murmured as if she had never heard Hermione. "What...?" Hermione muttered, sure that Luna was mad now.
"They're invisible creatures, they float in your ears and make your brain go all fuzzy, they make a low buzzing noise if you tap your ear though and they fly out again," Luna explained. "Anyway, back to the point, why are you acting as though I might break?" She asked.
Hermione sighed. "To be nice to you? I saw how others were treating you and you seemed so sad in your diary and-"
Luna was looking at Hermione as though she was insane.
"I...actually don't care about what others think of me." She said. "Not anymore. I know I'll find friends someday who'll just accept me as I am and won't make me change." She paused.
" Besides, my mum always said, 'If you have to change for a friend, then that isn't a friend.' Luna added with a vague smile. Her expression changed. "What do you mean 'in my diary'?!" She cried.
"I was you for a day. I made a potion at about three in the morning and I thought I went wrong and I was upset and then it felt like I'd been hit with a hammer." Hermione said carefully, watching the blonde Ravenclaw.
"Then I saw how you lived in a day, and I felt so bad and then the cherry on top was when I read your diary from when you were eleven." She said. Luna sighed, before giving her her signature smile.
"I was eleven, I was different, Hermione. Are you the same as you were when you were eleven years old?" She asked. Hermione thought about it, immediately feeling a like a stupid idiot. Of course not!
"I'm sorry." She said quietly. Luna smiled at her.
"It's all right, of course, I didn't like the fact you read my diary, though." She said.
"I know, it was wrong, but can we start over, be actual friends?" Hermione asked. Luna smiled and nodded.
Author's note
Aaand done! This is done, but I do have a oneshot planned, so stay tuned! On to the review!
paulaa90:I know, I've never wrapped my head around it either. I'm sorry it's so late and short, but I hope you still enjoyed it!
Cya! :)