A lovely Moongirl

Luna is in the stands. She watches the captain of the Slytherin team pick up the equipment that his teammates left lying behind.

For some time now, the young teenager has been curious about the other. She noticed that the heir Flint has almost no joucheruine around him, unlike almost everyone who goes to school with them. Even teachers always have a dozen twirling around their heads. But not Marcus. He is left alone by the flying pests. In addition, he was nice. Not the most handsome boy but he never mocked anyone, helping them when he could.

Finally, Marcus finished tidying everything up. He went up to the stands and took a seat next to the little blonde.

- Is everything okay, Luna?

She stared at him with her big dreamy eyes. She nodded softly.

- So much the better! Said the oldest. You know, you're the only one who looks at me for so long without having wickedness or disgust in her eyes... that's why...

The seventh grade got on his knees in front of the fourth year. He took out of his pocket a blood-red box. Inside was a rather special jewel.

- Do you want to marry me?

Luna gave him one of those smiles of which she had the secret. The kind of smile that makes him look completely elsewhere. And yet, Marcus knew that it was a smile of great happiness. It was enough to really get to know her to know it. So he put the very special ring on her finger.

- I know you're not interested in classic jewelry so I made it myself. Do you love him?

The teenager kissed her cheek, almost at the corner of her lips. Then, she left by jumping. The ring made of a blue pipe cleaner rolled several times and a cut cork proudly displayed on his left ring.