Misconceptioncrush

       Luna stared intently at the table across the way.  A boy there interested her, but in a way she hadn’t settled on yet.  It could be his shiny hair.  It could be his teeth—they were very straight. 

       It might also have been his affectation of a commanding air and the way he paraded around the Hall, deliberately exaggerating his authority, making ridiculous insults and starting mock fights. 

       Luna thought it a fine joke.  And he did it every day!  She’d even seen him try his performance on a professor.  He was so good at it that the others just naturally played along perfectly.

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