Brave, Blonde, Time Traveler (Luna Lovegood and Sirius Black Fanfiction)

Chapter One- New Beginnings

It was the 2nd of May in 1997, her sixteenth birthday. 'Her' being Luna Lovegood of course. She never received gifts from her father, Xenophlilius Lovegood. Writing for The Quibbler meant he never got the money he deserved.

Our futures are woven in such intricate ways that they're impossible to predict. Though Luna couldn't contain the divine curiousness that took over her, as Harry and Hermione led the way towards the Forbidden Forest.

Her bag jangled as she skipped along. The sudden soft smell of pine trees soothed her.

Ahead, Harry and Hermione pushed through the foliage while Luna strayed behind; being careful not to harm the wise old trees or hidden creatures that dwelled there.

A sharp ripping sound distracted all three of them.

'You needn't worry. I just caught my robes on this unfortunate tree.' Luna told them once she'd realised what had happened. The two nodded and beckoned her to carry on. After sincerely apologising to the sapling, she did so.

They came to a halt in the middle of the shadowed forest and Luna looked to Hermione ponderously, as the brunette fumbled through her bag, revealing a delicate golden necklace; illuminated by the benevolent moon. A thin plate of the gold surrounded it's hourglass in the middle. Hermione placed it in Luna's palms, carefully. 'Harry and I want you to have it.' She explained with glee.

'Happy birthday Luna!' Harry said, pulling her into a hug.

'Oh thank you so much. This was very kind of you both. Hermione, how did you come across a time turner? My father told me there's only two left in the world.' she asked, still maintaining the dreamy disposition she always had.

'It's a long story...' said Harry, before Hermione could explain. 'Anyway we thought you could use it now, seeing as you already know about them. It'll be great!' Realisation dawned on Luna. There was only one place she longed to go to.

'I'd say it'll be about eleven turns.' Luna barely herd Hermione say this. She often found that her mind became occupied with other things. It didn't help that excitement was bubbling in her stomach like a cauldron potion gone wrong.

So she started turning the time turner.

At nine turns Luna realised that she'd gone into a daze as Harry was waving his hands, frantically, in front of her.

'Yes Harry?'

'Luna, stop! You've gone over!'

'Take it off, now, or you'll go too far back in time!' Hermione pleaded.

'But you said to turn the time turner eleven times?'

'No, I said seven. Oh dear. Quickly, let me get it off.'

Although, before Hermione could get the contraption off, Luna had vanished, the last she heard was the shrill scream of Hermione.

Everything seemed to collapse as Luna tried to remove the time turner. The world began to transform into golden liquids. This was followed by the blank view of crispy white nothingness...