Tales of the Seven- Harry Potter fanfic

Luna's Tale

Luna looked up from her notebook and sighed in exasperation. She closed her eyes and tried to relax as she lay back in her tent.

She had been in the Swedish woods for months now, trying to find what her father had dedicated half his life to finding: the elusive Crumple-Horned Snorkack.

In the 1996 holidays, her father had taken her to this very place to hunt for the Snorkack, but to no avail. She never gave up on continuing her father's quest, and had searched the place for months.

Being a magizoologist, Luna had found various types of magical creatures that were once thought extinct or simple to preposterous to exist, her findings shocking the magical community and making her a star in the Magizoological Society.

However, she did not give up on her search, even enlisting a certain Mr Rolf Scamander, kin of the famous Newt Scamander for assistance. He was dozing off in the back of the tent, catching what he called 'shut eye'.

Luna stared dreamily at the door of the tent. Rolf had been with her for nearly a year now, and he had started to show signs of exhaustion from all the running around in Sweden.

Perhaps there isn't a Crumple-Horned Snorkack left. Or it just doesn't exist- could it?

Luna, by nature, is not one to give up. She always believes in finding the impossible.

But what if the impossible is exactly what it is- impossible?

So with a heavy heart, she resolved to tell Rolf that she was planning to give up the quest. The Crumple-Horned Snorkack would never be found.

The next day, as Luna and Rolf packed up and prepared to Apparate from Sweden, Luna could have sworn she saw a queer horn whip out of the bushes and disappear into the woods.

Could it be-? Oh well, I don't think it could...

END.