Chapter 12- Good Loving

"Love at first sight is only realizing an imagination that has always haunted us; or meeting with a face, a figure,

or cast of expression in perfection that we have seen and admired in a less degree

or in less favorable circumstances a hundred times before." -William Hazlit

"I'm in love." stated Sirius Black, very seriously, his mouth full of bagel. His eyes were looking past his Gryffindor comrades, over to the Ravenclaw table.

Remus, who sat directly across from him looked appalled, and then turned around to see what girl could possibly have caught the eye of his dashing friend. Ron, also curious to see, actually stood up and peered over at the blue clad students.

"LUNA! LUNA LOVEGOOD!" exclaimed the red-head in horror, his widened eyes fixed on the blonde haired girl wearing a lime colored scarf and playing a flute which appeared to make no sound.

"Is that her name?" Sirius asked, eyes glazed in admiration. He watched her put down the flute and pick up a magazine, reading it upside-down "It is almost as beautiful as she."

"Mate, you're joking right? Loony Lovegood?" Ron questioned. Not listening to him, Sirius stood up suddenly, a hazy determination in his stormy eyes. The eyes of most of the seventh year Gryffindors were stuck on the astonishing scene in front of them. He floated dazzedly across the hall. When he was nearly directly in front of Luna when the always graceful Sirius Black tripped over a bag.

After landing nearly flat on his face, the young man pushed himself up and sat shyly across from the silvery haired girl. Luna Lovegood did not look up for her upside-down Quibbler when her companion joined her, her only acknowledgment of her new companion was to push her uneaten bit of a pomegranate towards the uncharacteristically bashful Sirius Black.

After accepting the pomegranate, Sirius attempted to speak several times, but he seemed strangely incapable of noise. Suddenly, Luna dropped the magazine and looked at him, her misty light blue eyes meeting his azure. Sirius, still incapable of speech, gaped at her.

"I'm Luna Lovegood. You must be Sirius Black. I saw you once, two years ago. I'm sorry you died. I was wondering if you would like to take a walk around the lake with me, I'm afraid that a rare form of nargles have been infesting the lake. My father asked me to investigate."

Sirius could only nod silently. Within a few moments, Luna was grabbing the hand of the love-struck Sirius, directing him the lake.

The Great Hall sat in complete awe and silence.