Harry felt that all sorts of messy things always seemed to happen to him on Valentine's Day.
In his second year, Lockhart had pulled a whole series of ridiculous stunts.
Harry had received a love letter whose sender he still couldn't identify, and it had even spoken aloud.
That wasn't such a big deal. Plenty of people had received love letters that day. Harry had actually been a little secretly pleased when he received his.
But the way it sounded had been so damn much like a boy.
Harry swore that if he ever found out who that guy was, he would break his legs!
Nothing much had happened in his third year, but in his fourth year, just as he and his lovely older girl were getting ready for a date, a Black guy from the New Continent had appeared and actually tried to ask Cho Chang out too.
It had ended in a duel.
Although Harry had won and felt quite pleased with himself, Hermione had given him a thorough scolding for using his Patronus, which he could have kept as a trump card.
And this year, something strange seemed to be happening again.
Looking at Rita Skeeter across from him, and knowing that Luna Lovegood would be coming shortly, Harry thought just that.
Less than two minutes later, Luna arrived at the pub too.
She hadn't changed much. At first glance, she still looked rather vacant, not at all like a Ravenclaw.
But you only needed to spend a little time with her to discover that your impression was right.
This girl really wasn't like a Ravenclaw!
Of course, Luna did fit Ravenclaw's traits when it came to knowledge and intelligence.
But she really didn't fit people's impression of Ravenclaws as wise at all.
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