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Chapter 9 : Chaotic
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I walked a few metres behind Luna, watching her laugh with Ginny. Her long blonde hair swished out behind her in a rippling waterfall. It was the most beautiful sight I had ever seen. Unfortunately for me she would never be mine. I had waited too long to tell her how I felt and now she was with George Weasley. I had been in love with Luna ever since fourth grade. No one else understood her and we had become quite close. But when it came to our feelings for each other she never returned my feelings.
I sighed as we reached the Gryffindor tower. Luna had been given a special place in Gryffindor as payment for her help during the war. I followed Luna and Ginny into the Common Room and sat down across from the in the arm chair closest to the fire. Luna’s owl tapped on the window. It was now late November and Luna and George had been writing constantly ever since then. I watched Luna stand up and walk over to the window, where she let her owl in. I felt a pang in my heart as she unrolled the piece of parchment. A magical heart rose from the letter and drifted up to Luna’s dorm where at least a hundred more awaited. Ever since the start of November George had found a way to enchant the love hearts into the letter for Luna. Whenever I saw the blush on her face I knew that she had fallen deeply for him and I had no chance with her now.
I felt Neville’s eyes on me as I read my latest letter from George. He was so sweet, everything I could ever have asked for. I knew Neville was extremely jealous of George and I tried not to rub it in his face.
I watched Pebbles fly into the darkness of the night. I must have spent hours replying to George, outlining every single detail of my life that he missed out on. I blinked my eyes once and felt tiredness overcome my body. I jumped as a hand suddenly rested on my shoulder. I turned slightly to see Neville standing slightly behind me.
“Hi,” he said smiling at me, his cheeks going red in the light of the dim fire.
“Neville, what are you doing here? It’s so late. Everyone else has already gone to bed.” I said as I observed the Common Room. The quietness of it made it seem spooky and lonely.
“I know, but I couldn’t help notice that you hadn’t gone up to bed yet. I wanted to see if you wanted to talk for a while.”
“Oh Neville, I would love to but I am actually really tired so I think I’ll just go to bed.”
“Luna, please, give me a chance.” Neville looked at me with a pleading that I had never seen before in his eyes. I found it difficult to look at. It was like looking into the sun for hours on end. It was so unnatural, uncomfortable even. I felt his face getting closer to mine until I could feel his breath on my lips.
“Neville, please, no,” I felt my voice begin to rise in panic, but Neville took no notice. It was only a second longer before his lips crushed against mine. The feeling was so wrong. Neville held me tighter, deepening the kiss. I went as ridged as possible, not responding to the kiss at all, praying that it would end soon. It was only when I felt Neville’s tongue forcing its way into my mouth that I realized that it was not going to stop any time soon. I shoved hard against him breaking the kiss.
“WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?” I screamed at him before racing up the stairs in tears.
“Luna?” Ginny’s sleepy voice came from our dormitory. We were the only ones in our room since we were the only year seven Gryffindor’s, apart from Hermione who had the Head’s tower, and Lavender, who was always with Ron, to return to Hogwarts for our seventh year. “Luna, what’s wrong?” she sounded more alarmed now that she was more awake. I flopped down on my bed in full-fledged tears. I couldn’t believe Neville could be so thoughtless. He knew I was with George now. Oh no! George. What would he say if he found out Neville had kissed me? I felt Ginny’s hand on my back trying to comfort me. “Neville…kissed….me…told…no...” I managed to get out through sobs. I heard Ginny gasp as I threw my arms around her. I needed George now but he was so far away. I felt my heart breaking just at the thought of George finding out what had happened. He was coping so well and this would just be such a blow to his self-esteem.
“Wow, I knew he had feelings for you but I never thought he would go this far. Would you like me to talk to him?” Ginny asked. I nodded before drifting into a sleep filled with nightmares.
“WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?” Luna screamed at me before racing up the stairs to her dormitory, in tears. I knew what I had done was wrong, but to me it felt so right. I had needed to prove my point to her, that George wasn’t the only one for her and kissing her was the only way I could do that. I sat down on the nearby couch and stared into the fire, daydreaming about the day Luna and I would finally be together.
Footsteps coming down broke into my daydream and I turned and saw Ginny coming down the stairs, her face like thunder. I thought she was going to yell at me but when she spoke her voice was soft.
“How could you, Neville?” she asked, standing directly in front of me as if to block any chance I would have had of escaping. “Not only to Luna, but to George as well. You know what he’s going through. He lost his twin brother only half a year ago and now you’re trying to take the only thing that is making it better from him? I thought I knew you Neville, but I’m sorry. That’s just low.” With that she turned and walked back up the stairs leaving me staring after her in confusion.
I suddenly felt overwhelmed with emotions. My feelings for Luna and the frustrations that she did not like me back, anger with Ginny for interfering like that and disappointment in Hermione for dating the enemy. Everything was changing and sure I was glad that Voldemort and his followers were finished, but couldn’t it all go back to how it was before. Simple, easy. Now everyone was getting paired off and together and I was the one left out. With my thoughts swirling around my head I drifted in and out of consciousness all night.
I awoke with a start when Ginny arrived back in our room. She came over and sat down on the edge of my bed.
“I spoke to him,” she whispered smoothing back my hair like my mother used to do before she died. Tears sprang to my eyes once more. Everything was a mess. I seriously needed a holiday. Lucky for me Christmas break started in only a week. I looked up at Ginny. She looked exhausted. I smiled a thank you at her and was about to say something but was interrupted by the door banging open. Lavender burst in the door. Ginny and I looked at each other in shock. This was the first time since the start of the year that Lavender had come back to the dorms at night. I looked back to her, there were silent tears running down her face.
“Ginny, Luna,” she said barely loud enough for us to hear. “I’m... pregnant.”
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