A/N: Only Two More to go! I am surprisingly pleased with this one. Read and Enjoy! Thanks for Reading!
Little Drummer Girl
Luna Lovegood merrily whistled an old Gaelic tune of her mother's. It was hard not having her around for the first time but she was cheered up by memories to keep her happy. She had tried very hard over the last month to try and find her father a present, but when the option seemed inadequate she had decided to paint an image of their family, it was surprisingly good for her age. That was just another oddity though. Luna rather enjoyed being odd. She could sit for a while playing on her drum and laughing to herself in the village. It was very amusing for people to look at her with no understanding. They called her odd. She called herself unique. For she was, she was a little unique girl sat banging on her little unique drum, the final gift from her mother. Luna decided it was time to stop pondering idly and time to get in the Christmas mood.