Luna Evans. Slytherin. Same year as the Golden Trio. Her patronus is a Fox Terrier. Luna's boggart is rats.
Half-Blood. Her friends are Draco Malfoy, Vincent Crabbe, Gregory Goyle, Pansy Parkinson, all Slytherins, some Ravenclaws.
She's in love with Blaise Zabini. Luna was so excited to finally go to Hogwarts, since she's been dreaming of it since she was two years old.
Luna wasn't worried about her house when people started being petrified, because Luna knew that there were no Mudbloods in Slytherin house.
Against the females' wishes, Luna enjoyed the DADA lessons with Professor Lupin, but she still made fun of his scars behind his back.
Luna was gutted that she couldn't enter the Triwizard Tournament, and was even more gutted when a Hufflepuff was chosen as champion.
However, Blaise asked her to the Yule Ball, saying that he fancied the Slytherin girl. She wore a big, emerald green ballgown with no straps or sleeves.
When the third task came around and the Hufflepuff ended up dead, Luna couldn't stop the tears that fell, as she watched Amos Diggory weep over his son's dead body.
Luna didn't get any detentions with Umbridge and was one of the few who actually liked her. She joined the Inquisitorial Squad without question.
She was recruited by You-Know-Who same as Draco, resulting in the two of them working together on the Vanishing Cabinet.
Luna dropped out of Hogwarts, becoming an official Death Eater and going on missions that Bellatrix Lestrange gave her.
At the Battle of Hogwarts, Luna became locked in combat with Nymphadora Tonks, and she had to admit that Tonks was better at dueling than her.
When You-Know-Who was killed, Luna threw herself at Blaise and kissed him, saying that she loved him.
BOOK #3
He's like a storm-unpredictable and dangerous.
I knew he was a sick bastard when he smiled after I hit him the first time.
Annoying and obsessive, that's what he is.
I sensed it early on, but I didn't realize just how deep it ran until his obsession latched onto me.
Until I became the center of his world. Until he started flashing that smug, crooked smile my way.
But we can't... we're not supposed to be together.
We're polar opposites-existing in the same world, but never meant to collide.
Yet, he's ready to tear down everything for me.
But it's not that simple. My brothers are monsters. They'll kill him.
And still, he doesn't care.
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Glasses perched on his nose, calm and collected.
Exactly my type.
I knew he was meant to be mine the moment our eyes locked, that intense gaze pulling me in.
And I'll have him, no matter what it takes-by any means necessary, even if it costs me everything. I want to hold him in my arms, kiss him until neither of us can breathe.
But why is it so hard? Why does the world push back so fiercely when it comes to him and me?
I want him. And I will have him.