Loony & Strangelove

Part One

For their first class for the day, Divination was where they began. Everyone sat at tables in two's with tea kettles and tea cups set out. By the way Luna appeared, through (Y/n)'s thoughts, she was already unsure of being in the class. 

"Welcome, my children. In this room, you shall explore the noble art of Divination. In this room, you shall discover if you possess the sight--" Professor Trelawney began when she rose up and accidentally walked into a table due to the fault of her abnormal glasses and spoke with much passion. "I, am Professor Trelawney. Together, we shall cast ourselves into the future! This term, we shall be focusing on tessomancy which is the art of reading tea leaves. So please, take the cup of the person sitting opposite you. You see... the truth lies buried like a sentence deep within a book: waiting to be read. But first, you must broaden your minds; first, you must look beyond! Broaden your minds... hmm..."

With the booklets that was handed out by the professor, the students looked into each other's cups and peered into the cups where black muck was within for the students to decipher the other's fortune.

"What does yours say?" (Y/n) asked first as he seemed intrigued with looking through the booklet to find out Luna's fortune.

"Hm... it's difficult... No, wait. It says, you will be tested, and you will find redemption?" Luna answered with a curious satisfaction. "What about yours, love?"

(Y/n) looked down in his cup and told Luna what he could read. "Okay then, Lily Moon... Yours says, you will find nothing but true happiness. Hm."

"Did you really call me Lily Moon?" Luna asked in disbelief and laughed expressively. 

"What?" (Y/n) spoke innocently and played it off.

Professor Trelawney experimented with the students by testing them with what they saw, causing them to act in a fit of panic over the pressure she applied on them for being as loopy as 'Loony'. At the end of the class, Luna and (Y/n) had a shared class in Defense Against The Dark Arts. A particular class (Y/n) was looking most forward to, seeing as how Professor Lupin seemed like a jolly fellow who was more practical-based than theory-based, seeing as how writing notes is just as effective as applying practical work for those who were stubborn theory-wise.

"Anyone like to venture a guess, as to what is inside?" Professor Lupin asked the class as he wandered around from the back to the front in front of a wardrobe that shook violently.

"A boggart." A student answered. 

"Very good, Mr Boot. Now, can anybody tell me what a boggart, looks like?"

"No-one knows. Boggarts are shapeshifters: they take the shape whatever particular thing a person fears the most. That's what makes them so--" Terry answered confidently.

"So, terrifying." The professor finished for him. "Yes, yes. Luckily, a very simple charm exists to repel a boggart... Let's practice it now. Ah, without wands, please. After me... Riddikulus!"

The class repeated the word. "Riddicoolas!"

"No, no. Listen carefully. And say it very loud and clear. Listen. Riddikulus!"

"Riddikulus!"

"Very good! So much for the easy part. You see, the incantation alone is not enough. What really finishes a boggart is, laughter. You need to force it to assume a shape you find truly amusing." Professor Lupin continued. "Let me explain. Uh, Terrence! Would you join me please?"

Terry gawked at his fellow classmates before stepping forward towards Professor Lupin. Seeing where this was going, Luna could already anticipate the questions Professor Lupin was going to ask Terry.