Did you miss me, Brother Dear?

She had tried to stop them, she really did. It was wrong what they were doing, what they were thinking. They had just too many Wrackspurts. And she was angry with them. They never believed her. Mother did. She always did. But then the Lakeladies wanted friends and they called her and she had to go. One of them did listen too, sometimes. He loved it when she laughed when the dribbletubs used to tickle her and she could be free from the Black Heliopath that always lived with her, if only for a little while. He was her best friend after mother had to go.

But he did not like them. He never liked the other much, but he especially didn't like that new one. She didn't either. He looked at her weirdly, like he wanted her Black Heliopath for himself, for some use that only he knew. She would have given him her Heliopath happily, really, but she knew that the Heliopath would never leave her. So he wanted her too. And the little girl never hated anyone before, but she hated him. He was as bad as they came, this new one. But the other never listened, even though she and her best friend tried to tell him. They had to listen to him and his – their – Wrackspurts talking. It was wrong.

But then finally he understood. They had been fighting for sometime – a little quarrel here, a little fight there, as the other lost his Wrackspurts, while the new one gained more. And they were mutating. They frightened her.

And then came the day. Then came the day when the other lost his Wrackspurts suddenly as he realised what was happening. And the new one gained more till they turned and mutated again. Now they would never leave, for they would be as bad as he. But now he tried to take her away. She wouldn't! She wouldn't! She wouldn't! She simply wouldn't go with him! NO!

And her best friend and the other agreed with her. They were still hers after all, however many Wrackspurts they may have gained and lost.

But then they started to fight. She didn't want that. It was wrong. They would harm everyone.

And the Black Heliopath was happy. It was very happy. It loved fights. It was even more vicious than the new one sometimes. It tried to break free. She tried to stop it. Nobody knew it, but then there were two fights in the house. And she lost both. The Black Heliopath broke free. And then there were lights, so many, many lights and she didn't know what to do. She was scared and so she screamed. The new one laughed while the other two shouted. And then there were more lights and suddenly the lights touched her. The Black Heliopath got angry.

And then she knew no more.

At least, she had her Snorkacks. She was still angry though.

When mummy died, Luna decided that she really liked the blonde hair. It was better than having auburn hair. Auburn was the colour of fire, sometimes, and daddy had told her about Heliopath, which were mean fire spirits that destroyed everything around them. She had not believed daddy and mummy because sometimes the Wrackspurts and Nargles liked to hide from her. It made her feel as if they didn't like her, and wanted her to stay away from her daddy and mummy and get angry because they could see them and she couldn't.

She used to eat pudding then, sometimes with billywig sauce. Then she could always see them. But it was expensive. There were very few billywigs in England. She felt bad about killing the few that were.

Still, she decided, the Wrackspurts were mean. They didn't show themselves until mummy died. She would rather have mummy back.

Two years passed as daddy told her about more creatures, taught her to dance and showed her how to fish for gulping plimpies. But he was always scared of Heliopaths and she personally felt that the black ones would be the worst of them.

And then she went to Hogwarts.

She actually squealed once she saw the Snorkacks there. There were many Wrackspurts, Nargles, and there were bound to be many freshwater plimpies in the lake. She just couldn't wait to explore.

And then there was that feast. The other was there.

Luna whimpered. What was happening? Why was he here? Did that mean the new one was there too? And where was her best friend? Why did he not ever see her again? Why did even the other not see her again? He looked different, but he was still hers! He never came.

She looked at the other. He looked stupid as always, looking as he did and dressed as he was. He used to think that by doing such things he could make her laugh. That never happened. He just looked stupid, and then got angry when she didn't find it funny, because he didn't like failing. He never liked knowing he couldn't do something.

He was also angry about something. The last time she saw him angry, she had forgotten everything. So she just looked at the table for something to eat, the special something that would calm her down. Now she got angry again. The people just didn't know to keep pudding! She was hungry and the other had not yet started the feast.

She whimpered again and her hands felt cold. She had no gloves – again. Daddy always said that little girls should were gloves and socks and she insisted she wasn't little and wouldn't were them, but he was always right. Her hands and feet always felt cold. So she put them inside her socks.

She turned angrily towards the table and roamed up and down the table to try and find the elusive food. She had to keep rubbing her hands of course – she couldn't walk with her hands in her socks.

Already people were laughing at her. Already, she had been nicknamed Loony. It made her angry. At least there was no Black Heliopath to use her anger. She looked up to the table where the other returned from wherever he had gone.

Finally, there would be the food. Good.

Dumbledore shook the anger from his face. The foolish boys had not even realised what they had risked. Was a little fun worth breaking the Statute of Secrecy? Was it worth their lives? He looked at the students assembled and arranged his face into a welcoming smile.

"I am sure that you are all afraid that you will have to fill your ears with an old man's waffle before you fill your stomachs with scrumptious food, but I assure you that won't be so." He paused before he declared, "Nitwit, Blubber, Oddment, Tweak!"

That was about all that Luna could bear. She stood up to protest, but then sat down again when everyone started laughing at her again. What she wouldn't do to correct the stupid man!

"Professor Flitwick," Luna called out as the man left after his first talk with the new first-years.

"Yes, Miss Lovegood?"

"I need to talk to the Headmaster urgently sir."

"Is there any matter, Miss Lovegood? I assure you I can help you as much as he can, and it is within the remit of my duties."

"I cannot tell you sir. It has to be the Headmaster."

Filius Flitwick looked unsure for several long moments. Then he shrugged. "I shall accompany you to the Headmaster's office. It is my duty as your Head of House."

"You are not my Head of House, sir," Luna serenely replied. "He is."

Filius ignored the tittering as the word "Loony" was bandied about. Whatever the matter was with the girl, it would be understood and then she could be helped. But once it was, he would stamp out the word Loony. He remembered his own days as Shorty, after all.

He led her to the stone Griffin that protected the Headmaster's chambers and gave the passwords. Luna frowned. Filius noticed but chose to remain silent. Everything was odd. Well that was not as odd as when they reached inside and she glared angrily at the Headmaster.

"You!" she screeched. Her voice was dreamy and of an otherworldly quality even when she screeched.

"Miss Lovegood!" admonished Flitwick.

"I am Albus Dumbledore, yes."

"You are also a pompous buffoon who still manages to mangle the names of my Snorkacks! They are Nit, Blue, Teak and Oddhorn, and not Nitwit, Blubber, Oddment and Tweak! And you still haven't given me pudding! I want it!"

She proceeded to sit on the Headmaster's table, glaring at him with her arms and legs crossed. Then she remembered something. She tugged on Albus' beard and ordered, "Give me gloves. I forgot them again. Daddy said I should wear them, but I only have socks."

Filius was unsure what it all was about, but he was unprepared for Albus to turn white in shock and crash into his chair. Then he did something that he had never seen Albus do.

"You!" he cried, even as his voice shook. "You came back...you..." was about all he could say, before he drew the little girl into a hug.

"Albus..." Filius prodded, since this was rather inappropriate, he felt.

Both the little girl and Albus ignored him as the latter cried in right earnest and joy, as Luna smiled and asked, "Did you miss me, brother dear?"

I am pretty sure everyone must have realised that this is a reincarnation story (Luna is Arianna). Use it. Read it, don't read it. It hounded me. I might expand it myself – MG1.