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Post by luna on Aug 2, 2005 19:51:33 GMT
Luna sang out loudly. Muggle songs were good. Muggle devices were interesting too. Daddy had worked for ever trying to get this player thing to work. Now it played both magical bands and muggle bands. With Rolling Stones blasting loudly over the whole field Luna skipped merrily to rakes. Picking up one Luna danced over the field with it with her purple pants flying around her legs. Daddy had just introduced him to what was popular among muggles. Rolling Stones was funny band. Hippies were funny too. But they had pretty clothes. Luna had made herself a whole new wardrobe of hippie clothes. Right now she was wearing purple bell-bottom pants and a yellow blouse that had dancing elephants on it. Luna had even charmed the elephants to move. There was a big stuffed elephant toy on her baseball-like cap too. She had even charmed her earrings to look like small silvery elephants.
Even daddy found them funny and wore hippie clothes. He had funny chequered pants and a neon-blue blouse with some big funny leaf on it. But daddy had the prettiest looking orange hat. Luna cleaned a place for herself to start digging with a rake before taking the rake back and taking a shovel. Yes, muggles were fun. Weird. But fun. Moving to the spot Luna started digging while she and daddy both sang along to the music. Finally daddy finished digging for Fluffinsnargls for today and after kissing Luna on the forehead apperated off to work. A new edition of the Quibbler was going to come out soon.
Luna just smiled and set back to work. She wasn’t worried that any muggle would wander here – a few magical families lived near by so muggles didn’t go here. The Burrow wasn’t very far either as Luna recalled. The song changed again and Luna smiled. What could be wrong in this world? Singing along to the tune as loudly as she could Luna continued her work.
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Post by Ron Weasley on Aug 3, 2005 7:05:46 GMT
The day had started like any other day for Ron Weasley. He awoke, dragged himself down for breakfast. After breakfast he had went up to his room and dressed himself and brushed his hair down as best as he could. He always had crazy bed hair that was a hassle to tame. Finally getting dressed her made his way outside, carrying the special Quaffel under his arm. Ron mounted his broom and activated the Quaffel and began to practice goal keeping. A exceptional high shot sent Ron up into the air and he was able to look over a hill. Ron looked over the hill at the field beyond it and noticed someone digging. Ron caught the Quaffle and quickly deactivated it. He watched the person curiously, than decided to go and check it out.
Pulling out his wand just in case he began to fly over. Ron hovered over the person, his wand trained on them when the person suddenly registered in his mind. Luna! Ron landed softly near her and approached her. "Hey Luna." He called to get her attention, but as he approached he noticed that that was going to be lost upon her. She was listening to music and singing along, rather loudly. Sighing he stepped up to her and tapped her on the shoulder. "Luna?"
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Post by Professor Neville Longbottom on Aug 4, 2005 2:24:42 GMT
Neville stood up and wiped the black dirt of the knees of jeans. The wet soil underneath him had been packed down with so much rain that it had been hard to churn with his trowel. No matter though, he had done what he set out to do, and that was help Luna look for a....a....What was I looking for again? Neville thought to himself inquisitively. Neville shoved his hand in his pocket and pulled out the little glass ball his Gran had given him his first year at Hogwarts. Sure enough, the red mist began to fill the glass container up.
Neville sighed and made his way to where he knew Luna and her father were working. He hated to admit that he had forgotten what kind of animal they were looking for. Walking towards them, he had noticed that Ron had joined there little search. Stuttering a bit, Neville spoke. " H-Hey Luna. Ron." He nodded toward the red headed boy, glad that someone else was here to endure Luna's search. "Can you give me a description of that creature again? Ron needs to hear it anyway if he is going to help us search." Neville smiled up at Ron hopefully.
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Post by Ginny Weasley on Aug 4, 2005 18:36:58 GMT
Ginny really didn't know what to do with her time today. She could work on some summer homework or just read. There really wasn't anything to do. Expect if you went out to Hogsmeade or Diagon for the day. But it wasn't safe to go anywhere by yourself. Mrs. Weasley wasn't happy about her adventuring off into Diagon Alley to find Hermione. But she had been so bored and Hermione was by herself as well. Taking a seat on the ground outside, Ginny took out her Transfiguration book and a parchment and began to write. Ron was off in the air practicing for the upcoming season. Ginny just lounged in the sun staring up at him. He had improved very much than the year before. Returning to her homework, Ginny began to write couple of sentences.
After finishing a couple of paragraphs Ginny looked up into the sky to see how Ron was doing. He wasn't there. Raising an eyebrow Ginny stood up from her spot on the ground walking toward the shed to see if the broom was put back. It was still gone. Looking both way making sure no body was around Ginny took one of the brooms, swung her leg over the edge and pushed off from the ground into the air. Urging her broom forward Ginny let her red hair fly in all directions as she did little circles but stopping noticing three people below her. Swooping down for a closer look Ginny saw a familiar red hair and music being played. Landing on the ground Ginny stared up at Luna her eyes wide. What was she wearing and singing to? "Er...Hi Luna, Neville." Ginny greeted looking at the ground as it seemed to be dug up. "What are you looking for?" she asked with a slightly confused look on her face.
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Post by luna on Aug 6, 2005 8:17:50 GMT
Luna smiled as she continued to dig, being in an already almost knee-deep hole. The song changed and Luna sang along with the MuseWiz as loudly as she could: “In the town where I was born Lived a man who sailed to sea And he told us of his life In the land of submarines
So we sailed up to the sun Till we found the sea of green And we lived beneath the waves In our yellow submarine
We all live in our yellow submarine, Yellow submarine, yellow submarine We all live in our yellow submarine, Yellow submarine, yellow submarine. And our friends are all on board Many more of them live next door And the band begins to play
We all live in our yellow submarine, Yellow submarine, yellow submarine We all live in our yellow submarine, Yellow submarine, yellow submarine”
Jumping a little Luna swung her shovel around as she turned inside the hole and blindly swatting at however had tapped on her shoulder. Swinging the shovel around wildly to get that person away Luna smiled hazily upon seeing Ron. “Oh, hi, Ron, didn’t know you’d be coming over,” Luna said hazily turning the music down a little and blinking slowly just as Neville appeared into view. Blinking at Neville’s question Luna stared at him. She hadn’t invited anyone over as far as she knew. This was an expedition for her and daddy to search for Fluffinsnargls. But she didn’t mind the company as daddy had had to go to work.
“I’m looking for Fluffinsnargls. They live under ground and are about the length of my arm and bright-red so they would scare off Horkulumps who like to eat them otherwise,” Luna recited dutifully as Ginny had appeared and asked who she was looking for too. Brushing over her face with her arm Luna smudged dirt over her face making her look as if she had an indian war-paint on. “I think Hippos. No it was… hippies… wasn’t it? I think would like Fluffinsnargls,” Luna said proudly before starting to dig again.
“As we live a life of ease Everyone of us has all we need Sky of blue and sea of green In our yellow submarine.
We all live in our yellow submarine, Yellow submarine, yellow submarine We all live in our yellow submarine, Yellow submarine, yellow submarine
We all live in our yellow submarine, Yellow submarine, yellow submarine We all live in our yellow submarine, Yellow submarine, yellow submarine!” Luna sang out loudly again hopping up and down excitedly at the chorus. This was really a very pretty song. Luna wished she would have known it earlier. But at least she knew the song now.
((Neville, I asked you to join this post OOC, IC Luna has never asked Neville to come and help her look for Fluffinsnargls))
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Post by Ron Weasley on Aug 8, 2005 7:42:32 GMT
Just as Ron tapped Luna's shoulder a sight out of the corner of his eye caught his attention. He glanced and noticed Neville Longbottom. "Oh hey Nevil....." He was cut off as a shovel filled his view. The shovel skipped off his head and Ron fell back wards. Luckily having dodged the brunt of the attack.
Ginny also appeared just as Luna seemed to realize who it was she had attacked and offered a greeting. Luna also greeted them as if Ron wasn't lying on the ground and as if she had never hit him with a shovel. Ron's vision was a bit blurry as he groaned and tried to get the double images to compress into one. Ron managed to sit up as Luna began to talk about something called a Fluffinsnargle. Whatever the heck that was.
"Luna, could you watch where your swinging that thing. You nearly took my head off." Ron rubbed the spot on his head. "Are you sure those.....things....live out here? I've lived here all my life and haven't spotted a single one."
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