Chapter 1: The feeling of something wrong
[Luna's point of view
"Harry!" Hermione called as she ran up to him.
Harry quickly pulled me away and welcomed his best friend into a tight hug. On the corner of my eyes, I witnessed Hermione placed a soft kiss in Harry's forehead (which was normal for best friends) but she also had placed a kiss on his lips. It struck me with the wave of jealousy and doubt; yet suddenly, Ginny dragged me away from them and gave me a bear hug.
"(Sigh)"
I breathe a sad sigh. That was all I could do when that memory always replayed in my head. It never did seem right to me. Not that I complained that Harry had come home but I couldn't shake that feeling that it was not right.
"(Sigh)"
I had another sigh. This time, I shook my head all the sudden that I begun to feel dizziness when I looked around me. I leaned my back on the wooden chair and stared into space. My books were scattered open; parchments were half filled with my hand writing as my quill lay still on top of my open silver blue notebook. It was not my dairy for I could always forget to write things in it every day yet it was my journal. There were number of pages filled with my writing and some were filled with drawing as some were filled with different things such as a paper crane, a piece of cloth, a string of blue yarn, a shoe lace, a petal of a rose, a piece of dried maple leaf and much more other things. I've sticked a variety of stuff in my journal that I have always enjoyed seeing but this time, it was open in a page were the ink were all scribbled up. It might be because of my tears that ran down from my eyes and that dropped over the paper.
"Why do I feel like this? I mean, technically I suppose to be happy since Harry is back but how come I always feel that it is not right?" I heard my voice asked in my head.
I stared at the page for couple of minutes as I tried to figure out things.
"Come on, Luna! If you don't move now, the wrackspurts will attack you" A voice in my head whispered dryly into my ear.
I nodded as I gathered up my things and skipped out of the library. As upon reaching the doors of the library, I felt the wave of claustrophobia. It hit me every time when my guard was down. Still, this feeling of wrongness lingered at me. I couldn't help but felt a little sober for that.
"Don't tell me, I didn't warn you!" A voice in my head teased me in a sing-song tune.
I decided to wonder around the corridors for awhile, just to find my air before going to Ravenclaw common room and to the girls' dormitory.