"Of course they are. Beauty is subjective. Everything and anyone can be beautiful in the eyes of someone who loves them or prizes them." She didn't think that beauty was that difficult to find if one was looking for it. Her main issue was not focusing on the ugly things, they were never nice to see.
She looked at Blaise, studying him and then nodding slightly. "You're as beautiful as a Thestral."
Blaise raised his eyebrows, trying to keep up with those leaps of logic. Huh. That was quite the insult, but there was no malice there. He could see that in her clear blue eyes and, as he noted, sweet smile. She seemed innocent in a surprising way, so he couldn't be insulted. She probably actually thought Thestrals were beautiful. "So... Am I beautiful in your eyes?"
"Some people are beautiful but can become less beautiful in the company they keep or with the things they say." And she often found this a flaw with Slytherins. They were beautiful until they got together and weren't. It happened in any house, honestly. "I'm sure you're quite beautiful. You have the eyes of a moon frog." She meant that as a good thing.
"Urgh, not her." Draco moaned as he shouldered into her to get back into his compartment. "Shove off, loony."
Luna bounced onto her tip-toes and tilted, peering in at Draco and then looking back at Blaise almost playfully. "I suppose not everyone can be beautiful."
"Her name is Luna, Draco," Blaise said to Draco immediately, because he had a definite 'hoes before bros' sentiment, at least when he didn't actually care all that much about either. It wasn't as if Draco would stop being his friend. "I'll look up moon frogs. They better have beautiful eyes."
He glanced at Draco, then actually smiled briefly. "Ignore him, he's a pillock. You are beautiful though. Whatever eyes you have."
"They do. They're silver and they shimmer like moon dust." She had seen a picture of them... that her father had gotten her so the source was questionable but she believed it 100%. "There's a lot of wonderful things that live on the moon that we haven't even had a chance to find out about."
"Ugh." Seriously? Draco looked at them, feeling pissed. "And I'm a pillock? Bloody hell."
"You make a fine pillock, Malfoy." Luna complimented with the same ditzy smile she always had that left Draco positively seething.
"Seems like people should fly up there." She was so weird. So very odd. However, Blaise hadn't been bored for a second of this conversation so far and he was so not used to that. Also, he was halfway convinced that she knew she was having Draco on and he could appreciate that, no matter how ditzy the execution. "Finest pillock in the land, Draco."
He reached out, brushing the hair back from her face. Just for a moment, then he pulled his hand back again. "You aren't like other girls."
Or other people, period. Not that he usually wasted much time getting to know any of them, admittedly.
"I'm not like a lot of people. That's what makes me interesting. My dad always says the strangest ones are the most fun." She wasn't sure why he was brushing her hair back but she was grateful, it was in her face a bit. Her hair was always all over the place - far too long but she liked it that way.
Draco made retching noises behind them and Luna had to admit, it was rather amusing.
"I have to go now, I'm spying for Dabberblimps." And they were more interesting than two slytherin boys. "I'll see you around, moon frog."
"See you around, Luna." Maybe he should have a nickname for her too, but he couldn't think of anything off the top of his head. Draco was right, people really used Veela way too readily. He watched her walk off, amused by how she walked. She really was different. With a shake of his head, he walked back into the compartment, closing the door behind him. "Luna Lovegood, apparently."
And she was an odd one. He let himself fall back into his seat and reached for his bag, so he could get the pastries that had been packed for him out.
"You're off your head, mate. And you think I have issues."
Shaking his head, he bit into his chocolate frog and tried to work out what madness he'd just seen. He was so telling Pansy about this. Heh. Moon Frog. What the fuck kind of nickname was that?
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She looked at Blaise, studying him and then nodding slightly. "You're as beautiful as a Thestral."
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He would just hold on to that part of it.
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"Urgh, not her." Draco moaned as he shouldered into her to get back into his compartment. "Shove off, loony."
Luna bounced onto her tip-toes and tilted, peering in at Draco and then looking back at Blaise almost playfully. "I suppose not everyone can be beautiful."
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He glanced at Draco, then actually smiled briefly. "Ignore him, he's a pillock. You are beautiful though. Whatever eyes you have."
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"Ugh." Seriously? Draco looked at them, feeling pissed. "And I'm a pillock? Bloody hell."
"You make a fine pillock, Malfoy." Luna complimented with the same ditzy smile she always had that left Draco positively seething.
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He reached out, brushing the hair back from her face. Just for a moment, then he pulled his hand back again. "You aren't like other girls."
Or other people, period. Not that he usually wasted much time getting to know any of them, admittedly.
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Draco made retching noises behind them and Luna had to admit, it was rather amusing.
"I have to go now, I'm spying for Dabberblimps." And they were more interesting than two slytherin boys. "I'll see you around, moon frog."
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And she was an odd one. He let himself fall back into his seat and reached for his bag, so he could get the pastries that had been packed for him out.
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Shaking his head, he bit into his chocolate frog and tried to work out what madness he'd just seen. He was so telling Pansy about this. Heh. Moon Frog. What the fuck kind of nickname was that?