Hey folks. This one's a bit shorter than the past few, but I think that's alright. A long chapter doesn't necessarily equal a good one and a short one doesn't necessarily equal a bad one. I do hope you're enjoying this if you've been following it from the beginning, and reviews are always appreciated.


Moonchild

Chapter 6

Seleneo

What was I thinking? Seleneo thought to himself on the way to Flitwick's classroom. A lecture on Japanese food? I ought to write home and see if Dad can't send me some bourbon. I need to forget that episode. Finally he reached Flitwick's classroom, and as he entered he made note of where everything was in the room. He felt foolish considering he spent every day in here, but today was different. Soon after, the sixth year Ravenclaws entered.

"Seleneo?" Luna said as she found her seat. "What're you doing here?"

"You'll see," he said with a smile. Then when the last person had entered, he shut the door with a flick of his wand and addressed the class as a whole.

"Ok, everyone," he said, putting on his best fake British accent, "obviously I am not Professor Flitwick. My name is Seleneo Moonchild, and although I am Professor Flitwick's graduate assistant, the reason you haven't seen me in here before is because this is normally my free period. However, it seems he's fallen ill with something so he won't be in class today, and I'll be filling in for him. Madame Pomfrey's fixing him up as we speak, but for now he's left me instructions saying that you are to be continuing the Aguamenti spell, and that I am to supervise. He would prefer that by the end of the lesson you all be able to direct your water flow into these jars," he flicked his wand and a jar flew to each person's seat. "Alright, so…yeah. If you have any questions or you need help anything, raise your hand and I'll do what I can. Well, have at it."

So, they began. No one was having any particularly good amount of success directing their water into the jars, and by the end of the lesson, several people were soaked to the bone.

"Ok, well, you all know what you need to work on," called Seleneo. "I'll let Professor Flitwick know he'll probably want to go over the spell again with you all next class." With that, he rushed out of the classroom with no particular destination in mind. He hadn't gotten too far away when Luna had caught up to him.

"Well, I dicked that up all to Hell, huh?" he said when he caught sight of her.

"No, it was fine," she consoled. "And if you don't mind, I'd rather you not talk like that."

"Alright, I won't," he said, "but only for you. Normally I've got a filthy mouth, but for you I'll try to keep it clean. Just know that I'm making no promises." He tried to smile but found it exceedingly hard. "You know, I thought maybe someday I might want to teach classes or workshops, but now I'm not so sure. That went horribly."

"No, really, it was fine," Luna insisted. "You'd never had to teach before, what could you have expected?"

"You're too kind," he sighed. Then he looked her in the eye. "Seriously, you're too kind. I don't deserve that kind of praise."

"Of course you do," she said. "Listen, I've got to run or I'll be late for Professor Lupin's class, but I'll catch you later, alright?" She turned to leave, but before she did, she hugged him around the middle from behind. "Just keep faith," she said, and he could feel the vibration of her voice in his back. "That's what Dad always says." Then she let him go and went on her way.

Seleneo turned to watch her leave with a heavy heart. I really need to apologize about the sushi thing, he thought to himself as he headed back to the Charms classroom. If I can just make it through the day…

But making it through the day was not a particularly easy feat for Seleneo Moonchild. Although he recited Flitwick's instructions flawlessly to each Charms class that day, his thoughts kept returning to Luna Lovegood. She's the only person in this whole country who really gets me, he thought to himself. But then, of course that's the case. She's the only one who really even knows me at all. He thought about that for a while. He would be in Britain for an entire academic year, so he should probably get out and talk to people. Then again, he finally decided, I'm pretty OK with that.