Party Police.

Chapter One.

(Y/n) (Y/l/n) and Luna Lovegood skipped across the stone path in the shallow creek. Luna wore an oversized purple shirt and red shorts with her beat-up sneakers and (Y/n) wore an oversized green Nike sweater she got at a thrift shop over orange shorts. 

"Careful," (Y/n) said after nearly slipping on a wet rock. Luna took caution on the same rock. Eventually, the two reached the other side of the small creek. They walked through the woods and reached a larger area they had claimed as 'their spot' oh-so-many summers ago. (Y/n) slid off her backpack when they reached the docks. Luna went to the sides of the docks, crouching down and peering at the frogs that croaked at the river bank. 
"Your dad said we've gotta be back before we actually see the moon," (Y/n) reminded the blonde. Glancing up at the clear night sky as though checking the time, Luna nodded her head. (Y/n) hopped down from the dock, holding her video camera as her new camera hand around her neck. She wandered a little ways away from Luna, holding the video camera up to her eyes with its night vision on. Her sudden gasp caught Luna's attention. "There's a fawn!" she exclaimed. Luna came to (Y/n)'s side and the girl pointed out the deer which did not need night-vision to see, for the reflection of the water lit it up nicely.

"Well, it's not a Moon Frog, but definitely a nice sight," Luna said airly.

"Very," (Y/n) agreed, catching a brief recording of the fawn. She lowered her camera and stared down at it. "Anything?" she asked, glancing back towards Luna.

"Nothing," sighed the blonde. "But there's plenty of regular frogs. Just not what we're looking for." (Y/n) smiled.

"One of these days," she promised. "Maybe they only come out during full moons or something. Or maybe we're looking in the wrong place." Luna smiled up and over at (Y/n).

"And these happen all the time?" Xenophilius asked after (Y/n)'s explanation of Farmers Markets.

"Yep," (Y/n) confirmed. "In summer, I mean. Indoor Flea Markets are more common during colder times."

"Flea Markets?"

"A Farmers Market but with more variety," (Y/n) explained shortly. "Don't you ever check the ads you get, Mr. Lovegood?" she mused. "A Wizarding Farmers Market's going on through August," she informed, setting down a flyer.

"I see," Xenophilius murmured, picking up the flyer and scanning over it. "Would you girls care to go?" Luna nodded excitedly. 

"Will we be able to stop at my vault?" (Y/n) asked, finishing the peach tart she and Luna had made for breakfast. "I only have few of what I got from my vault last year."

"Nonsense, my dear girl. I have that covered."

"Are you—"

"Positive."

"Now, I believe there is a Knight Bus stop at the end of the road..." Xenophilius trailed off as the three walked along the dirt road with three singular houses: The Diggorys house was the closest to the main road, then came the Weasleys Burrow, and finally the Lovegoods household.

"A real shame, this overcast," Luna commented. She had a lavender top with white shorts that were patterned, intentionally or not, with lavenders. She had a white cardigan on. 

"I love the rain, but it would be nice to have the sun out today in specific," (Y/n) agreed. She had a white short-sleeved top tucked into olive corduroy shorts with a brown belt. She had floral, below-the-knee socks and brown combat boots. She also had her green backpack and a brown satchel that held various journals, an umbrella, and her video camera. Her regular camera hung around her neck and she held her water bottle. (Y/n)'s hair was tied up with the wand that she was unable to use.