And Again, It's September

by RainbowJH

A series of 15 drabbles featuring our favorite HP characters. Written for the September event at Hogwarts. Theme: Back to School. What was Luna's reaction when she got her Hogwart's letter? When Tonks went to her dormitory thinking it was in garish taxi colours? And why does Hermione keep on transfiguring Draco's apple? Read on to find out more.

4. Seven Long Years

Written for Transfiguration Bonus Assignment 6. Also written for the September event. Prompt used - (emotion) exhausted.

Words: 393

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Seven Long Years

Luna PoV

I felt like crying as I looked underneath my bed for my missing potions assignment.

All these months, many things have gone missing - my cloak, socks, one earring out of the pair, my rubber bands, my ties - odd items like that. But they were always returned before I could complain. But today my potions assignment, which I had spent so much of my time working on, was missing.

I looked under the beds of my roommates, coming up empty. My eyes started tearing. I felt exhausted. I felt I didn't have the energy to go looking for it all over the common room and all the drawers, all the nooks and crannies.

I wanted to go home, to my father. Everyone thought I was odd, they called me Loony. I acted like I wasn't hurt, but I was. Everytime. And the pain didn't go away.

Today, I had just brushed my teeth and had been packing my books for today when I had felt a slight fluttering of paper. I had thought it was a parchment falling to ground due to the open windows. I had continued thinking I'd pick it up later.

The other girls had been talking, whispering and giggling in the far corner.

It was after they had all left for breakfast, that I realized it had been my assignment which those senior girls, Marietta Edgecomb and Cho Chang, must have vanished. Still I thought it might have fluttered down like I had initially thought.

I felt betrayed and alone and I wanted to do nothing other than go back to bed. Suddenly the next 6 years felt like a distant dream.

I thought of Professor Snape's reaction if I went without my assignment and I felt weighed down. My mother, who I have so little memories of, would be very disappointed if I missed Potions. To her, Potions had been an art, as dad said. Still, I couldn't make myself get up from where I was sitting, on the floor with my back to the bed. And then, finally thinking of my classmates' reaction when Professor Snape's would scold me made me cry. One by one, tears started trickling down my cheeks and I buried my face in the bed behind me, ultimately lulled to sleep by fatigue - emotional fatigue.

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UPDATE: 19/20