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Rolf and Luna: Friendship to Romance Part 1

what if the Scamander's and Lovegood's were family friends and that's how Luna and Rolf knew each other

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"Xeno, please. Luna's been looking forward to this all week. We can't take that away from her just because she destroyed the dirigible plums. She was being artistic."

Luna, a five year old blonde girl with hair that stuck out of it's pigtails, whimpered "Yeah! Artistic!"

Her dad, Xenophilius, stared down at her and sighed "Alright, Luna. Artistic is the best way to live. Let your creativeness flow."

Luna smiled and jumped "Yay! Can we go see Rolf and Gunther now?"

They left. When they arrived at the Scamander's house, a four year old boy with a messy mop of chestnut brown hair, hazel eyes sitting behind a thick pair of glasses, sat on the porch steps, waiting patiently.

Luna ran toward her friend and gave him the biggest hug ever. Rolf's older brother, Gunther, sat at the kitchen table. Gunther was eight and had a mop of blonde hair and green eyes.

"Hi, Gunther!" Luna greeted. The boy gave a small awkward smile and fled upstairs. Luna looked to the younger brother and questioned "What d'you want to do, Rolf?"

Rolf grabbed Luna by the wrist and brought her to the backyard. Standing in front of them was the most majestic looking creature Luna'd ever seen. It had pure white hair and a silver horn and a silver mane and tail.

"This is the unicorn my papa saved. She hasn't been named yet, because she-"

"Lilac!" Luna blurted out.

The horse didn't respond, but it was very clear Luna was naming the pony. Rolf smiled and shifted slightly on his feet.

"I like that name."

Rolf's Sorting.....

Rolf stood in front of Professor McGonagall as she called out his classmates names. He turned his head around to see how many people would be watching him, Rolf Scamander, be sorted into a Hogwarts house. All his classmates kept saying they couldn't wait for Hufflepuff's newest member to join the ranks, but Rolf felt he wasn't going to be Hufflepuff.

Gunther, who was a fourth year, was a Slytherin and he wasn't looked at funnily for it. But, Gunther also acted less like Rolf and, according to everyone else, Rolf acted like his papa. Suddenly, every muscle in Rolf's body went numb when he heard Professor McGonagall call out his name.

He stepped forward, tripping a little on the top step. He sat down on the stool and the hat was dropped over his eyes. He sat there, staring at blackness, wondering what was taking so long.

"Ah! A Scamander! Very nice! Very fun to place! I remember that other boys sorting! But Slytherin was where he belonged!"

"Gunther? Yes. He always says he loves his house. What has this do with me?"

The sorting hat laughed "You are very much straight forward and to the point." Rolf felt his cheeks flush red a little as the hat went on "You're hard-working, yes. Very loyal. But then, there's a sense of determination, creative stride, wit and wisdom. Yes. I know where to put you."

"Ravenclaw!"

The hat was taken off Rolf's head and he walked over to sit with Luna with a small skip in his step.

Luna's kidnapping.....

Rolf sat with Luna, Ginny, and Neville on the Hogwarts Express. Rolf was sketching out a drawing in his journal and when he was finished, he tore it out of the book and handed it to Luna. She took it from his hand and hugged him tightly; her earrings smacking him in the cheek. Rolf didn't care, as he'd gotten used to them.

She'd been wearing them for years and Rolf actually really liked them.

The train lurched to a stop and everyone looked around. What was happening? Rolf instantly grabbed Luna's hand when he saw a black cloud of smoke rush past the window.

"Why're they here?"

A death eater appeared in front of them and grabbed Luna by the arm. He yanked Rolf's hand away and disapparated.

"Luna!" Rolf, Ginny, and Neville screamed.

Rolf couldn't believe what had just happened. His best friend was taken from him by Voldemort? Why?

Rolf in the common room....

Rolf sat in the Ravenclaw common room one evening, trying his best to listen to Terry talk about Quidditch. But, Rolf didn't want to talk about Quidditch. He wanted to talk about creatures and dirigible plum jewelry and Crumple-Horned Snorkacks; whatever those were.

He missed Luna. The two of them always had the best conversations. He said goodnight to Terry and went up for an early night. He unpinned his Prefect badge and laid it on his nightstand. Then, he changed into his pajamas from his uniform and crawled under the covers. Staring up at the ceiling, his eyes grew heavy.

In a dream state, he started seeing Luna, dancing across his mind, as if nothing was wrong. As if she weren't be held captive by Voldemort.

What if she was killed? he thought No, Rolf! Don't think like that! Luna can handle herself! She's fine!

Rolf then went to sleep for the rest of the night, worry for Luna plastered in his eyebrows.