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I miss being Luna.

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harry potter meme | [4/8] characters → luna lovegood “Well, if I were You-Know-Who, I’d want you to feel cut off from everyone else. Because if it’s just you alone, you’re not as much of a threat.”

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Oh, and I drawdidoodoo’ed some Loony Luna.

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“He doesn’t really look like a ‘Draco’ does he?”

“Yeah, his real name is Draco, not Phillip.”

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“It isn’t me I’m worried about, sir. I have protective charms that keep the Nargles away.” She gestured enthusiastically to several odd pieces of jewellery, including her necklace made from butter beer caps.

“I just wanted to warn you about the Nargles.”

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“Draco? Is that Phillip’s real name?” 

“Luna no. Luna run. LUNA!!!!”

“Draco! Do not hurt Luna.”

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“I just wanted to warn you about the Nargles.”

“Uta is fine. What do you want?”

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“It isn’t just a muggle name! I once knew an elf named Phillip. He was really quite lovely. You kind of look like him, actually. Maybe that’s why you look like you could be a Phillip.”  Luna offered a wide smile; eyes sparkling up at him. She didn’t pick herself up from the pavement, and she was most likely getting dirty from sitting there. The Witch didn’t seem to mind, though.  “Do you play Quidditch, Phillip?”

“I beg your pardon!?” Draco splattered out, restraining himself from pulling out his wand and jinxing the silly witch–possibly a mudblood, it had to be. Phillip. Phillip! “I do not seem like a Phillip, that is a ridiculous muggle name and–why am I even talking to you?”

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daddyferret:

Draco was leaving Quality Quidditch Supplies with his new practise robes and a handful of items when he noticed the blond sitting on the pavement and wondered if she fell or something. Should he help her? No, he wasn’t a Hufflepuff. Still, she kept staring, “You got a problem?”

Luna’s expression was strained. For an entire moment, the Ravenclaw was verbally constipated. Not knowing his name actually seemed to bother her for some reason. Still, when he spoke, she looked up at him with wide silver eyes.    “You seem like a Phillip. Is your name Phillip?”

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     “Uta...ke...ta? Utakita? Utakata. Uh-tah-kartah--”

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;ooc

;; i’ve been trying to dance my way around the rest of the hp fandom to find roleplayers and all i’m doing is getting really excited and pointing and screaming as i show things to my mum

i am trash 

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S N O R K A C K I N G  indie Luna Lovegood rp written by shilo

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“Oh, wow! That’s amazing!”  Out of her bag came a cheap plastic camera, which she used to take a photograph of the snake.  “It looks so kind and gentle! I have a friend who can talk to snakes-- he’s really quite extraordinary like that. I wish I could show you my magic, but unfortunately we have laws against using it in front of muggles. I’m truly sorry.”  Luna shoved the camera back into her bag and, instead brought out a dead rat, which she held up for the creature. “I was saving this so I could splay its intestines around my bedroom to keep Bycarbom Blipoes from invading my dreams, but I can always find another one, later.”

“If I sense Assassins at any point during our conversation I promise you they’ll be eaten.”

Cue him cranking up the attention to detail his sensory abilities provided. Information was power, and he didn’t fancy losing that power to anyone - be it through forced memory loss or through death.

“… I suppose.”

Hands blur through seals, before he crouches and presses a palm to the floor - an explosion of thick smoke obscures viewing, and by the time it’s cleared Kabuto is standing. And coiled by his side is a snake that looked to have might enough to split trees.

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“Of course you’d think it mythological. Muggles are generally supposed to remain oblivious to our kind. It’s rather sad, actually.”    Still, she offered a inquisitive expression.  “Could you perhaps show me something you’re able to do?”

Muggle - He’d assume it the term for ‘non-magical’ folk.

“Wizardry isn’t a common factor around here. It’s so rare it’s mythological, in fact.”

“The issue with ninja stars is nullified through training. Most ninja start young, around the age of six, and spend most of their time at the academy learning the skills necessary.”

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Conjures confetti to rain down upon her

She feels so pretty. 

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“Oh! You’re a muggle! That’s probably why you’ve never heard of the Grounded Dabberplimp!”    Now she felt silly.  “I always did think the black ninja outfits were a bit of a misconception. Are you very good a throwing ninja stars? They seem like they would be rather hard to aim.”

The magazine is stowed within the cloak, though he doesn’t take his eyes off her for a second. That sort of trust isn’t just given out freely - he wasn’t the sort to trust a pretty face. Nor, for that matter, was he the sort to trust any face.

“I’m definitely human.”

Modified, but that was need-to-know.

"And I’m not a wizard. I’m a ninja.”