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Tuesday 21st July 1992
It was ten past five, earlier than yesterday morning, when I woke up. I crawled out of my make-shift bed in my brother's room and tiptoed downstairs. I ate some breakfast then went back upstairs to brush my hair and teeth and have a shower. I decided to wear the same clothes as yesterday - I really didn't fancy going into my mum's room - and left the house with my same canvas backpack packed with water, my book, five pounds, my hairbrush and a packed lunch. I left the house at twenty to six. It was light but slightly chilly so I pulled my jumper on and tried to navigate my way back to Luna's.
It's ten to seven and I'm sitting in Luna's garden making a daisy chain. Luna's probably in bed sleeping or eating breakfast.
I manage two bracelets, a necklace and a crown by the time Luna shows. It's dead on eight when she emerges from a nearby field.
"Thought I heard somebody!" she says brightly and sits down next to me on the grass.
I give her bracelet and drape the necklace around her neck. "Where were you so early?"
"Just getting a first look at the Gurdyroots. They're getting along quite nicely. Should be ready for Christmas although it's a shame they won't be ready for Skye's birthday..." Luna continues mumbling to herself while I just lie in the sun. I close my eyes and smile. This is nice.
"Victoria?" says Luna. I sit up and she reaches for my plait. She removes the hairband and undoes my plait letting my frizzy brown hair hang lose. I never wear my hair lose. It's frizzy and annoying not soft and silky like a girl's hair should be.
"What are you-?" Luna just shakes her head. She takes my hairbrush out of my bag and begins to gently brush, easing the tangles. Slowly my hair becomes less frizzy and she puts the daisy-chain crown on my head. "Now you look pretty." she studies me for a few seconds, "were you wearing that outfit yesterday?"
I look down remembering. "Oh, err, yeah."
"How come?"
"Well," I shrug, "I didn't want to get new clothes because I didn't want to go into my mum's room." Luna looks confused so I go into an explanation of last night's events.
"Wow..." she raises her eyebrows making me laugh. "Your surname is Jackson?"
"Ye- no. Smallwood. Victoria Smallwood." I mumble.
"You told me Jackson yesterday." she protests.
"My Dad's surname is Jackson. My mum had mine and my brothers names changed when he left six years ago. I prefer Jackson."
Luna smiles. So broadly I can't help smiling back. And then she's giggling and I'm giggling then were both rolling around on the floor laughing. There's something about her. She's crazier than me, I know but there's something else. She's so happy and practically radiates happiness.
"Forget about your mum! Let's go on an adventure!" she drags me up and we run off into the fields and forest to continue nargle hunting.
When I'm with Luna, looking for creatures or just lying in the sun I feel so alive and so happy. She makes me forget about my mum and how ridiculously annoying she can be and helps me see the "brighter side of life" I guess you could call it.
"Victoria?" says Luna as we sit up in the topmost branch of a tree we climbed surprisingly easily.
"Yeah?"
"It's my cousin Skye's birthday on Friday and we're having a party. I asked Dad and he said that you're definitely like us so you can come if you like!" she says happily.
'Just like them'? What does that mean? I'm too excited to question anyhow. "I'd love to! What time?"
"Yay!" Luna exclaims. "The party starts at one but you can come whenever you like. It's informal so dress how you like. I'd advise clean clothes though..." she says giggling and I playfully hit her with a twig.
"I wish summer would last forever..." I say.
"We still have over five weeks left - it's only the first week of the holidays. I'd quite like it to hurry along though."
"Really?!" I ask shocked, "who wants to go to boring old school?"
"But school is the best thing so I've herd. I've never been of course..."
"Never been to school?! Lucky!"
Luna shakes her head. "I was home schooled. Surprised you weren't most of us are. School is the best!"
"You'll eat your own words in a couple of months time I bet!" I laugh.
"'Course I won't. It'll be great, plus, I've already got a ready-made friend." she explains.
"Who?" I ask.
"You, silly!"
"Luna," I sigh, "I live in London. I'm going to Graven Academy so there's no way you'll go there!"
"Graven Academy?" she asks slightly scared.
I nod slowly.
"I-I thought- I swore you were- But you! You're like me! You can't go there!" she says outraged.
"Luna what do you mean I'm 'just like you'? Why can't I go to Graven?" I ask.
What is going on?
"I'm confused." she says.
"I'm confused!"
"You're not a- a muggle, are you?" she asks.
"Of course I'm not!" I exclaim. "What the heck is a muggle anyway?"
"Oh no! Merlin's beard, what have I done?" she cries.
"Luna...?"
"No!" she says. "I'm sorry. I'm so so sorry but I'm not sure if you should be here."
"What are you talking about?" I ask but she's not listening.
She's jumped down from the tree and is pacing. I climb down after her but she's lost in thought, mumbling to herself. "...there's too much she could find out and then... Oh no... The Statue of Secrecy... Fudge! Azkaban! I don't want to go! But I did nothing g wrong! I don't think. I didn't break that law quite yet. I just thought..."
"Luna?" I ask but she doesn't stop mumbling. "Please, Luna, you're scaring me."
Luna stops pacing. She looks at me, studies my face. "Can you see my house?"
"What? Err, well not from here no-"
"I mean are you able to see my house?"
"Well yes, Luna, but why does that-"
"And last night," she continues, "the plates smashed? All of them? While you were angry?"
"Yes..."
She sighs. "Phew" and whispers something about 'George's children' and 'half-blood'
"Well I'm glad that's cleared up!" I say sarcastically.
"Sorry." Luna apologizes, "It's kind of confusing. Maybe you should talk to your mum or wait for your letter..."
"I am not talking to Mum." I say.
She shifts awkwardly from foot to foot then takes her funny glittery glasses from her pocket and hands them to me. "Put them on."
"Really?" I ask amazed. Luna is very protective of her specy specs.
"Yes. Put them on and tell me what you see."
I do as I'm told. It's hard to describe what I see - there's so much colour and it reveals so many hidden little, umm, things. Only one way to describe it: pure beautiful. "Wow!" I whisper.
"Does it look glowy?" she asks.
I nod, still mesmerized.
"And colourful?"
"Y-yes." I stammer.
"And tiny little dots. Kind of dusty and small..." she whispers. She seems almost scared.
"Yes, it's-" but I don't get to tell her what it is because she's flung herself at me. I'm shocked but I like it. It's the first time I've ever hugged a friend. Luna's warm and I can feel her pixie-like figure, small and bony, in my arms. She smells of nature and kindness and friendship; whatever that smells like.
After a long while we pull apart. Luna takes my hand in hers and grins at me. "Don't ask now. It'll all make sense soon."
I don't know whether to protest or not but if I want to be distracted from other things like Mum and Dad then right now I need Luna and her bubbly personality to keep me going.
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