This might develop into a multi part story, but for right now, I think it stands alone pretty well. THIS IS NOT A SNAPExLUNA STORY!!! They are just the main characters.
Luna made him smile. Not on the outside, though. On the outside, he had to be disgusted by her. But inside, he let himself smile. She was so like her mother... but she had her father's large blue eyes. There was something about her that was different, though... maybe it was how she always told the unaltered truth, no matter what the subject. Neither her mother or her father had ever done something like that.
And Snape had known her mother well. Lucy Monning had been a Slytherin. She had not been the kind of Slytherin that would become a death eater, though. She had been friends with Andromeda Black, the only other Slytherin who didn't really seem to belong. He was one of the first to notice that she was dating a muggleborn Ravenclaw named Gregory Lovegood. He was the only one who cared.
Snape didn't want to admit it, but even then, Lucy intrigued him. She was kind, if not a little strange in the head... in Slytherin. She didn't really seem to have a place in any of the houses. She wasn't brave, or extremely loyal, and she wasn't all that smart... but nor was she cunning enough to really fit into the Slytherin house. She was always just... there.
Almost no one spoke to her save Andromeda. They were in the same club, falling for muggleborns. And for some reason, Severus cared. Lucy deserved better, he knew that. She came from a long line of purebloods, she didn't love that Ravenclaw... she loved a Slytherin, Andromeda told him once. She'd had an extremely Bellatrix- like smile on her face at the time, also... It could have meant anything.
Snape never really noticed how she was always there, next to him, when he needed someone there. He never noticed how she always laughed at his dry jokes about Potter. He never noticed the looks that only he received from Lucy, the looks so filled with pain and sadness that her dark eyes seemed so bottomless... He didn't have time. He was too absorbed in a Gryffindor that he had no chance with.
Yes, Luna reminded the potions master of an old friend, or acquaintance, really. Someone that he had grown up around. And Luna almost seemed to know, just by the way she carried herself, that she and her mother seemed to be one in the same, save for the dark eyes replaced by her father's misty blue ones.
It bothered Snape how much Luna reminded him of her mother… he didn't want to admit it though, so all he did was ignore Luna. She noticed, yes, but she didn't really seem to mind. She was used to seeing people treat her like this. She was a half blood, descendant of a long line of purebloods, she was talked about behind closed hands by everyone. She honestly didn't mind. Acceptance wasn't what she strove to achieve.
It was another normal day when Luna looked up at her potions master, her misty eyes looking into his own dark eyes. The lesson was over, and she was the only student left in the room. "She loved you, you know." She said. Her soft voice echoed from the walls. "Mum. She never really loved Dad the same way she loved you." She stood up, and turned to leave. "I just thought you should know." She said, and walked from the dungeon room, looking as dazed as ever.
In the room she had just left, her professor had a startlingly similar look on his face.
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Failing to Fall Out of Love