Choices

Chapter 1

I sit on my couch in the living room of  my husband's home, staring into the fire. As I watch the warm flames flicker, I begin to think of how it all began.

It's been many years since I did what I must to please my spouse's and I's  parents. I never really stopped to think that maybe my emotions mattered. At the time, I had simply wanted to keep my parents happy by doing anything they asked of me.
I married a Death Eater for them. So what? It was an arranged marriage, only done to produce an heir. Not to mention that he's pretty good looking. But I know a thing or two about both our pasts, and I know for a fact that we both wish things were different. Maybe there's still a chance to change things....

'But enough of that', I chided myself for thinking such things. Why bother to change? This life is much better than what could have been. However, I still have my doubts. What if I had defied my parents? Would I have ended up with the love I had wanted? Or would I be where I am now?

Again, I reasoned with myself, what's done is done, and there's no sense in meddling.

I adjust myself on the couch, getting into a more comfortable position.

Let's start at the beginning. It was 3rd year at Hogwarts, and no one really had noticed me. It makes sense, as I was not a very social person.

I remember getting on the train, silently excited for another year to begin and sitting alone in a compartment. A few minutes after I had settled in, the door opened and a girl entered.

"Mind if I sit here?" She asked, her voice sounding whispy.

She was pretty, with long, blond, slightly curly hair and sparkling blue eyes. She wore radish earings, a grey skirt, and a pink shirt made of some material that shimmered and flowed around her like water. She had a dreamy-like way about her, a way that had made me relax slightly.

I had sat confounded for a minute, feeling my face flush slightly. I didn't know why at the time. I had thought that it was because I don't talk to many people and I was nervous about the confrontation. Why would they speak to me? I'm a nobody.

After I got over my surprise, I had responded with, "Yeah, OK."

I had spoken quite quietly, so I was again surprised when she smiled and sat across from me.

"Would you like some glasses? It makes it easier to keep the nargles away." She takes out a pair of ridiculous looking glasses and puts them on. She then takes out another pair and hands it to me.

I take them, not really quite sure what to do, and put them in my own bag.

"I'm Luna Lovegood, by the way. My father works for the Quibbler."

"I'm Astoria Greengrass" I mumble, purposely not looking at her sparkly sky blue eyes. Why can't I just be normal for once? She might be the first friend I will ever have and I blush when I look at her. What is  wrong with me? It's not like I like her.

Right?

Kinda short, oh well. Life continues.
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-DearPopcorn