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It was safe enough to say that Ginny was not used to losing. Even while she was still very young and tumbled with her brothers she always made sure that even if she didn't win she didn't lose either. Which was why she was so upset over the match. Especially because they would have won if Mclaggen stopped trying to flirt with every single girl in the audience and kept his eyes on the opposing team. It didn't matter how good of a striker she was if he was too preoccupied to be a good goalkeeper.
Thank god they weren't out for good. Ginny was at Uni on a scholarship and she needed to do well to keep it. She loved her family but Uni was expensive enough for one person, let alone for the four which were currently attending.
She was so lost in thought, worry, and anger at stupid Mclaggen, that she didn't notice the legs across the grass by the riverbank and promptly tripped over them and fell on her face.
She found herself staring at the ground but the feeling of something wet made her quickly sit back up. She looked down at her shirt and saw a huge splotch of colourful water seeping into her tee.
"Oh, that's going to be hard to remove. You might need an acid like vinegar", said a dreamy voice from under her. This made Ginny realise she may have gotten up from lying down but she was still sat on top of someone.
" What?"
"The paint. You fell on my water. Better that then the Plimpies I guess, you might have squashed them."
Ginny was getting more and more confused at this blonde girl who didn't even seem all that concerned that someone was sitting on her.
"The what?" She asked, getting up.
"The Plimpies, I'm drawing them. Or at least I think I am. Very active creatures, won't stand still."
Ginny looked over at the other girls drawing and saw that while she had drawn the river in front of them she had also drawn strange fish like creatures with legs which were noticeably absent from the actual river. The girl was really good at drawing.
"That looks really nice. Are you studying art?"
"Yes, although I'm also taking some herbology classes. I'm Luna by the way."
"Ginny. Hey, I'm sorry about tripping over you. My head was in the clouds."
Luna smiled up at her and Ginny swore she could see rays of sunshine coming from her face, "Don't worry, it happens. Though you should probably take care of that shirt."
Before Ginny could answer her she heard a voice calling her name and distractedly looked up too see her friend Hermione walking determinedly towards her.
"I can't very well tutor you if you won't show up! You have to keep your grades up too! Hi Luna, I'm sorry but we're gonna have to go."
Ginny only had time to say a quick goodbye before being dragged off by Hermione in the direction of the library.
"Hermione! I need to go change first, look at my shirt! Plus, we lost today, like bad, so I'm not really in the mood to study."
Hermione's face softened and she relented, "Yeah, Harry told me. Sorry about that, I can't believe I used to date Cormac."
Having successfully distracted Hermione, Ginny changed their direction towards the dorms, "Mione, that was in High School, and lasted like a week. Don't beat yourself up about it. I'm gonna need you concentrated. I just don't get integrals."
That set Hermione off on an explanation that lasted all the way to Ginny's room and while she was changing. It was only once they were on the way back to the library that Ginny asked:
"By the way, who is Luna?"