Luna had always wanted a sobriquet. She knew that once she entered Hogwarts, one of her fellow classmates would probably give her one. She had waited patiently for someone to notice her in her first year. No one really did. They were all worried about the heir of Slytherin and the Chamber of Secrets. Her second year rolled around, and still no nickname. It wasn't until her third year, when she had mustered up the courage to ask Draco to the Yule Ball, that she received one. The normally cold and collected blonde boy had looked like he was seriously considering the offer when Pansy stomped up behind her, simply furious.
"Loony Lovegood! You're pathetic. Do you think that he would actually ever truly want to be seen in public with you? Your family is a laughing stock thanks to your father's magazine. Go back to whatever corner you've been hiding in for the last two years and leave Draco alone. You don't deserve someone like him. You're nothing."
Luna turned and left. While she walked away, she heard Pansy begin to ask Draco to the banquet. She made sure she was around the corner before she let any tears fall.