Subject: Astronomy
Task: Write about someone being pretty, but has a terrible personality.
Prompt: (Object) Nail file, (Character) Ginny Weasley
Chocolate Frog: Gold - Doxy - Challenge - Write about someone who is much worse than they appear to be
Pokemon Card: Bronze – Torchic – Prompt – (Plot/Action) Giving/receiving a 'warm hug'.
1000 Word Challenge: Train
Gringotts: Galavant S1E1 – (Dialogue) "I hope we can be friends."; Galavant S1E2– (Word) Hug, (Emotion/Trait) Cruel; Dr Horrible's Sing Along Blog – (Word) Anyway; Black Butler S1E1 – (Expression) Smirking, (Action) A door closing; Charmed S1E16 – (Colour) Pink; Jane Eyre – (Personality Type) Narrow minded, (Emotion) Sadness, (Event) A new friend
Word Count: 777
Encounter
Luna Lovegood dragged her heavy trunk down the corridor of The Hogwarts Express as she searched for a compartment that wasn't already full, but so far she wasn't having very much luck.
Anyone who was in a compartment that wasn't already fit to bursting had politely informed her that they were waiting for others, or had been much older than her.
Luna didn't mind but her arm was really starting to ache, and she was hoping to find a seat before the train departed Platform 9 and ¾'s so that she could wave farewell to her father.
She wafted her arm in front of her face clearing away the nargles in her path as she made her way into the next carriage of the train.
As she made her way past the first compartment, Luna felt as though her luck was changing. Inside sat two friendly looking and cheerful girls, who looked as though they were about the same age as her.
One of them had perfectly styled, wild bushy brown hair, and was holding a book in her hand, whilst the other girl had jet black hair and was filing her nails with a pink nail file.
Both girls had classical good looks, and were prettier than anyone else that Luna had ever seen before in her life, and she was positive that they would be as welcoming as they were pretty.
Luna pushed the glasses on her face up onto the top of her head and rapped on the compartment door.
The two girls glanced up at her and then went back to what they were doing.
She was unsure of what this action meant, but Luna figured that it must mean they wouldn't mind if she joined them and slid the door open.
"Hello," she greeted them brightly, "my name is Luna Lovegood. What are your names?"
The two girls giggled quietly as they continued their respective activities.
"Do you hear something?" the brunette said, looking towards her friend.
"Nope, nothing at all," she laughed in response.
Luna felt her face flush, and cleared her throat.
"I said my name is Luna Lovegood. I was wondering if I could join the two of you," she said, looking at the girls hopefully. "There's no room anywhere else. I wouldn't be too much trouble; I have a copy of the Quibbler in my bag if you don't want to talk, but I hope we can be friends. You both seem really nice. What are your names?"
Both of the girls sighed heavily in unison.
"And what concern of yours would that be, Loony was it?" the brunette asked, snapping her book closed.
"Good one, 'Mione," the other girl laughed. "Why would we want you to join us anyway? I mean look at you with your dorky glasses, and dull, dirty blonde hair."
"Ha, not to mention your clothes," snorted Hermione, smirking at her friend. "Where did you get them from? The Oxfam store. Honestly, they look like they should have been thrown in the garbage decades ago."
Luna looked down, and tugged at the hem of the shirt that had once belonged to her mother. Was it really that bad? Surely these girls wouldn't lie to her about something like this, would they?
She raised her hand and swept away the tears that were forming in her eyes. Even though she was certain that they wouldn't intentionally upset her, it didn't make the words hurt any less.
"Aww, look at her face Pansy, I think Loony Tunes is going to cry," snickered Hermione.
Luna felt her mouth go dry as she tried to form a response to these hurtful comments, but she was coming up blank.
"Oi, you two, lay off her," said a fierce voice from behind her. "You might want to take a look at the state of yourselves before you go around making fun of others. Yes you might have the flawless skin, shiny hair, and all that superficial stuff, but inside you are as ugly as they come."
Luna turned around to look at her saviour. She was a redhead with freckles dotted around her face, and she wore a look of fury on her face.
"Come with me, Luna, was it," the kind girl said to her, "there's room in my carriage."
"Thank you," Luna smiled, sliding the door closed. "Who are you anyway?"
"My name is Ginny Weasley, your new friend," she answered, giving her a warm hug before moving to pick up the other end of Luna's trunk and helping her carry it.
"I like the sound of that," Luna answered. "I like the sound of that a lot."
