Harry Potter Characters Luna Lovegood Novels & Stories

It’s actually disgusting to think about. “It’s very nice to meet you Harriet.” I reach out my hand. “Thank you, Luna. And likewise.” She says, shaking my hand with a small smile. “You work in the packhouse kitchen, right? You bake all the yummy goodies?” Now she’s laughing. “Yes, Luna. I bake goodies. How did you know?” “Because she cares, darling. I told you, they care!” Harriet shoots Richard a look and I sigh. “So, you’ve heard the rumors about us not caring as well?” Her eyes snap to me, and she nods slowly. “How many have been told that?”

I try to help, but Archie knows I'm not too good, so he does all the work and gives me small tasks to help. After about an hour of pulling all the food out of the car and starting a fire, a group of people walked up to us. I notice the girl, who I assume is Luna, who has beautiful long, brunette hair along with tan skin. She wears some jeans and a gray T-shirt with a long black coat to keep her warm. She stands next to a man with spiky blonde hair and a bright smile who wears black pants and a graphic t-shirt along with a gray coat.

The tiny droplets fell, decorating the purple attire and the black hair like transparent pearls, delicate and fragile. However, that scene made the delicate white face of Felicia stand out even more. He asked, "Who are you?" Felicia blinked her eyes, suddenly remembering who this person was! Red Stone Pack! Oh! Could this man be her future brother-in-law? Felicia had a sister, Monica, destined to marry into the Red Stone Pack as their Luna since childhood. The Red Stone Pack had an exalted status, but now they humbled themselves and bestowed their grace by selecting a Luna who was a commoner. And obviously, the chosen future Luna was Princess Monica of the Blue Moon Pack.

I flirt, making her giggle. “Well, that is something isn’t it,” She flirts back. “I’m Luna.” “Seriously, your name is Luna?” I ask with a smile. “My parents are Potterheads as well as Potheads,” she laughs. “So, you knew my name? How?” I ask. “Simple, you play football,” She smiles. “So, you are a ball bunny?” I ask losing interest. She smacks my arm. “No, asshole, your name is up there,” she points above us on my locker.

A long time ago I'd learned how not to go down. Their voices chased me across the square. "Can you imagine? A wolfless thinking she belongs here." "Forget her. Did you hear the Lycan palace is hiring senior Healers this year?" "Olivia, with your gift you'd pass the trial in your sleep. Private Healer to the Prince himself." "Maybe more than his Healer." A burst of giggles. "Luna Princess Olivia. That has a ring to it." "Stop it, you three," Olivia said. But she didn't mean it. I could hear exactly how much she liked the sound of it.

I bid them farewell before turning my attention to Luna's friends, who were busy setting up the instruments. When one of Luna's friends approached me, I almost jumped out of my seat. "Hi! We are going to play some songs later," she said. I looked at her face, trying to think of something that would help me remember her name. They are just so many! She, like Delilah, has short hair. Her brows are perfectly shaped, and she has a mole above the right brow. Her almond-shaped chocolate eyes behind those glasses are my favorite feature.

and with that Lily kissed Elizabeth on the forehead and left the room tears still streaming down her face. Violet turned her attention back to Elizabeth. “Now Elizabeth, you know how your parents met and how you came to be and why you didn’t grow up in a pack like normal wolves, your mother did what she thought was best and was probably the hardest thing she ever had to do. I know it was hardon your father he almost died when she left, but that isn't my story to tell. I am here to talk to you about the job of a Luna, most people think it’s planning parties and keeping the Alpha happy, and where that is a part of it, it’s only a small part...” Violet looked at her. “Ready to get started?” She

This little tidbit earned me some brownie points with Alpha. Just as I’m stretching my neck, I see Luna step out and oh my, I never was one for wedding dresses but wow. She looks like the moon goddess herself. Liam is going to lose his mind when he sees her in this. Just wow. Oh shit, I’m gawking and she saw me but I can’t stop. My pocket starts vibrating.

Then he squinted at her. "Who, no what are you?" Andrew bit out, His wolf who was supposed to be backing him up purred and lazed around in his head. "Argh," he growled at his wolf. "Who's betraying who now?" He muttered under his breath. "I'm also called Luna?" She gestured. "Luna of what Pack? Why can't I feel your wolf? Plus are you a witch and werewolf? Or are you the ghost of a werewolf?" He badgered,

They have bloodshot eyes and growl like hungry beasts. I heard Luna's powerful growl that made me flinch and the rogues stepped back. I positioned myself in front of the Luna. "Wilson, I can take care of myself, be careful," she minds linking me. Then one of the rogues attacked me but I avoided it. To my surprise, the luna rips the throat of the rogues in just a blink of an eye. Then the lifeless body of the rogue morphs into its human form.