application for a HP RPG

Luna stared dreamily at the pale sunlight that drifted through an open window. Spring had just blossomed and the smell of the flowers had began to permeate the stale and musky air of her History of Magic class. Today's lesson was about the discovery of the glorious goblin rebellion of 1387. Luna's quill had stopped moving about fifteen minutes into the class; her mind preferred to ponder the latest rumors of the Loch Ness' monster's offspring than boring old politics. Was it true that Nessy's babies were eating all the dogs in Scotland that they could get their hands -claws- on, or were they being blamed unfairly? Her father's article was simply mind-blowing and she silently congratulated him on another smashing story. Now, if he could teach ...!

Sighing, Luna looked around at her classmates, her large eyes almost unblinking as she stared at each of them. History was with the Gryffindor and they always were fascinating to watch. Hermione was scribbling away furiously, as usual, while her two companions played some sort of game on a piece of paper. Silly Ronald and Harry, Luna smiled at them; they were lucky to have a friend in Hermione. They'd be able to beg her notes from her later. Luna's eyes flicked down to her own half-empty parchment. Alas, she'd have to go to the library and look up the information herself.