Chapter 2: The heartache
[Luna's point of view
"Skip to the left and skip to the right! Skip...Skip...Skip!" I heard my voice chanted in a sing-song tune as I skipped.
I finally reached the library, the room full of books that contained knowledge about different variety of things in this world. I couldn't help but smile at the thought. I could have been certain that my hand and my brain had a need of such knowledge. I skipped toward a table near the window that showed a view of the Black Lake that looked yellowish gold because of the sun bidding goodbye, for the day had nearly ended and it was time for it to go. I dropped my bag on the floor and took out my Potions book, Transfiguration as well as my Herbology. I placed them neatly at the table then pulled out my notebooks for each subject and my quill for writing. I sat down on the chair and started studying. I was eager to learn and have a huge hunger for knowledge. After for nearly two hours of writing, reading, scanning, and thinking for my homework, I had finished them all. I was quite proud of myself. Then, I decided to look for something to read. I skipped towards the Astronomy section; I have always loved Astronomy. I let my finger trace along the spines of the books that were arranged nicely on the bookshelves. As I pulled out my fifth book from the bookshelves, I noticed Harry. He was dragging Hermione on the corner of the Divination and Potions section which was in fact near to where I was. I smiled at the thought of them when I realised that they were somehow disagreeing about something. But something made that smile turn into a frown. I noticed that Harry had placed his arms around Hermione's waist and pulled her closer to him. Hermione did in fact, giggled and blushed (from what I saw) then, she placed her arms around Harry's neck. This time, I couldn't believe my eyes.
"Am I seeing things again?" I heard my voice asked in my head.
Then, something shocking happened. Harry's lips crashed into Hermione's. I heard my heart stopped for a minute then it continued its beating very shallowly but I heard it shattered in pieces like glass. My lungs started to block the passageway of air as I felt my whole body tremble. Suddenly, hot tears rolled down my cheeks and dripped in to the covers of the books that I was holding. I was silently gasping for air; I couldn't breathe anymore. I shut my eyes and walked away from them. I just needed to get away, to run away. As I reached my table, tears became stubborn and stronger; it flew down like a waterfall. I couldn't stop it, I just couldn't. I stuffed the books back in my bag and swung it on my shoulder.
"How could he?! How could he do this you?! He's a bastard! You go to him and slap him across the face! Show him you what you felt! Show him everything you saw!" A voice in my head yelled hysterically.
I wiped a tear on my cheek as I rushed to a secluded corner of the library. I was running and trembling and my vision was not that clear. I felt my heart rhythm; it was fast yet shallow. My lungs were only granting very little air for me. I suddenly turned to a corner that had stacks and stacks of books covered in dust. There, I stumbled down as my feet couldn't carry my weight. The stacks of books fell on me, covering me with its dry pages, hiding me from anyone. As I dropped on the floor, facing to my left side, I saw my left hand tremble and it felt cold. Then, my vision turned blurry. I was still gasping for air as my tears made its way out of my eyes.
"Why? Did he really do that to me? Did it really happen? How could he do it? Was there something I did wrong? I don't understand. Was it really real or was I just imagining it? How? Why? I loved him...I loved him so much... I did...I always have" I heard my voice whispered softly and sadly in my head.
Then, it replayed again like a motion picture in theatres Hermione told me; it wouldn't leave me. How his arms made its way to her waist as her arms went around his neck and how their lips touched each other. I shut my eyes tight as I bit my lower lip tightly; wishing terribly that it was just a dream. I didn't know how long I was lying there while covered of books; it seemed like forever. I was staring at my hand and the floor. My breathing had turn into its normal pattern but my heart didn't.
"Why did he do it? How could he possibly be thinking?" I asked softly in my head.
"It wasn't what you thought, Luna. You are just being silly. That couldn't be kissing...Okay, it was... but it must be for something. Things don't just happen; it was made for a reason and purpose, right? You must be jumping into conclusions way too fast. Maybe Harry had a definite reason for it, he always has. Come on, Luna. Stand up and fix yourself. It'll be horrible if Harry caught you like that, I'd laugh if he did" I heard my voice say in a soft whisper.
I nodded and stood up, emerging from the books that covered me. I straightened up my skirt and robe before picking up my bag. I pulled out my wand and I waved it towards the fallen stacks of the books. After seeing it all in order, I turned my heels away from that corner and skipped out.
"See, I told you it wasn't that bad. Now, go to Ravenclaw Common Room and to your dorm before something happened" I heard myself whispered softly.
"What are you doing out here, Ms. Lovegood? Aren't you supposed to be in your dorm, getting ready for bed?" A familiar voice called out behind me.
I turned around and saw Professor Snape, my Potions teacher, pointing his wand towards me. I beamed him a smile and titled my head before responding. I didn't know why but I always do it whenever someone caught me doing something.
"I was just going back to my dorm, professor. I've been in the library for the whole time" I casually answered him back.
He narrowed his eyes towards me as he put down his wand.
"Very well, I'd be taking 15 points from Ravenclaw for that. I don't want this to happen again, and if it did, you'd have a detention, you understand?" Professor Snape sternly warned me.
I smiled as I nodded at him and skipped off like nothing tragic happened that afternoon. As I reached the Common Room, no one was around.
"I must be spending too much time staring into space in the library today" I said to myself as I skipped up to the staircase and soon, into my dorm.
As I reached my dorm, my dorm mates were fast asleep. I slowly walked towards my trunk, pulled out a nightgown, toothbrush, toothpaste, towel, and facial wash and went straight to the bathroom. After being in the bathroom for 10 minutes approximately, I laid my uniform on my trunk and lay on my bed. Its sheets felt cold and I felt alone. Suddenly, the memory of what I saw earlier this afternoon flashed before my eyes. It hit me like a bolt of lightning. I turned to face the window. The light of the stars twinkled but there was no moon. Tears started to fall again as the memory kept on flashing back. It hurt so much but all I could was just cry. I didn't know who to believe anymore or who to turn to. It was then that I needed someone to hold me, to calm me down and tell me it was just a mistake; I needed him. I pulled my knees towards my chest as my pillow was getting soaked by my tears. I cried myself to sleep with a small hope of removing the heartache that I've felt.