Luna had refused to get her hopes up, but soft fluffy white snow had finally fallen. All day she had been distracted by the snow accumulating on the ground, and now, her last class complete she could go out and enjoy it ( Read more... )

Fith year- it was a catastrophe. Only two days into break and Luna was already in the library. She didn't have to be, but, being a Ravenclaw, she didn't like to procrastinate. Every teacher seemed to have repeated their beginning of the year OWLs-are-coming-up-soon lecture, and reinforced it with a ridiculously long essay. DADA, as it always seemed ( Read more... )

Luna had gotten an ample amount of money for Christmas, and was itching to spend it; her relatives had thankfully given up attempting to find something that interested the girl. She had a long list of things to purchase, ranging from candy to socks to the newest addition of Strange Creatures You Never Knew ExistedDetatching herself from her father ( Read more... )

My vacation has been really great, I got to go to Hogsmeade, which is always pretty. I can't wait to get back to the castle though, it has been really dull here.

It is really surprising how all of the drama from the beginning of the year seems to have just evaporated. I hate to think that it will have to condense again.

Luna was quite excited to do be doing something, any thing at all. So she was nearly skippping as she made her way to the library during her free time before lunch. She chose a table near the window to put her bag down on, and waited for Reina to appear.

It was starting to get cold out, and Luna couldn't have been more excited. Currently she was poking aimlessly around the library looking for a book she could take outside and read. As always, she was drawn to the books regarding Magical Creatures. Finally she selected large illustrated one on spider like creatures. Having already begun to leaf ( Read more... )

5 years at Hogwarts will never explain to me why people are so interested in others mistakes. It isn't very nice.

This school just seems to be full of tactful people.

I know sacrasm isn't usually my style.

The girl had developed her own version of the dress code, which didn't seem to be a problem. Her socks were longer than they should be (unfortunately they were the correct color), her skirt more pleated but the right length, a carefully chosen ribbon in her hair, and some of the most outrageous earrings the world had ever seen ( Read more... )