The Library

Hi this is my first REAL story! I hope you enjoy it! Please review even if its a flame! Please tell me if theres a mistake or a spelling error!

Sadly I do not own Harry Potter or Luna!

There was a girl who snuck into the library in the dead of the night. She had long blonde hair, a Butterbeer cork necklace and radish earrings. This girls name was Luna Lovegood. Every night she would dance in carrying her essentials. A watering can, an odd pair of multicoloured glasses and her wand behind her left ear. Her nails painted magnificent silver and a Technicolor paperclip bracelet on her wrist. She wasn't wearing her school robes either or even a pair of normal pyjamas instead a beautiful sari. The blues, greens, gold's, yellows and hundreds of other colours swirled together to make a rainbow.

Luna Lovegood had a purpose! Everyday people went to the library. Old books were ripped and tattered but did anyone stop and fix them? No! People had the ability to fix them but it was too much trouble to repair them! She could here them moaning in the library about how staff didn't fix the books and it made them hard to read! Well they had the ability to fix them themselves didn't they! But then they would throw them across the table and break the spines and splatter ink across them! And then have the cheek complain about how it was Madame Pince's fault.

So Luna every night since her second week would sneak into the library after hours with her spectrespects and wand and set out to fix all of the books that she could. Wrackspurts would linger around the most damaged books and feed off there sadness, so she would always start with them. It was a tiring process for she did not just tap the book and say repairo like many people would, instead she would sit down with a couple of them and thoroughly examine them -fixing all the ripped pages, broken spines, cleaning the ink stains and replacing missing pages.

She was a fast worker and could get around about fifty done in a night, with time to spare. During this time she would water the dieing flowers, chase away the nargles and plump the cushions. No one knew who the special helper was but the students were immensely grateful to whoever did it! However it not stop her getting picked on… after all to them she was just Loony Lovegood.

Sorry its short im thinking about ading Madame Pince to the story but im not sure so please tell me!

Love Sunshine!