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Until the rainbow burns the stars out of the sky
The contempt from Slytherin hangs in the air like fog and I can almost taste it. When Draco, Prince of Snakes, slides down the hallway the preditorial hatred is like a heavy perfume - stifling and draining. But they're Ravenclaw's closest friend, no matter how much either side contests it.
Ravenclaw's children tend to be distant, bonding with books rather than each other. But there is a bond there, silent and strong, and a circle that encompasses us. Much of the time I stand outside, watching from the stairs as we play and teach in the common room. Cho, the former queen of the house, sits on the padded chair as the rest of us tease and please her, but since death has touched Hogwarts, she's no longer an eager compatriot.
I can't help but wish that I could feel the warmth of such love, but I'm Loony Luna, untouchable and unforgiveable. So close to winning my place in our house, Harry Potter's dismissal meant that the stairs to glory closed.
Ravenclaw's children tend to be distant, bonding with books rather than each other. But there is a bond there, silent and strong, and a circle that encompasses us. Much of the time I stand outside, watching from the stairs as we play and teach in the common room. Cho, the former queen of the house, sits on the padded chair as the rest of us tease and please her, but since death has touched Hogwarts, she's no longer an eager compatriot.
I can't help but wish that I could feel the warmth of such love, but I'm Loony Luna, untouchable and unforgiveable. So close to winning my place in our house, Harry Potter's dismissal meant that the stairs to glory closed.