My name is Liara Pandora Lovegood. I am 11 and in my first year of Hogwarts. My father is Xenophilius Lovegood. He adopted me when his daughter, Luna grew up. I think he is selfish. The only reason he wants be is because he wants Luna again.
I look nothing like a Lovegood. I have bushy, crimped black hair. My face is thin, with no freckles...which is where simalarity starts and ends. My eyes are hazel. I don't like skirts, but I love an occasional dress up. I'm a Ravenclaw, like Luna...but I've never met my angel of a sister.
I'm pretty different on the inside, too. I believe in Nargles, but that is definately not a Snorkack horn! I am very punctual. I do daydream a lot, though. I love red, and nail polish. I hate heels. Oh, and most of all, I love to draw!!! Whether abstract or realistic, animal or fruit, or just random doodles, I draw it!
But most of all, Lovegoods are optimists. I am a pessimest. Me and Father never see eye to eye.
If you came on here hoping to read about a mini Luna, you can go. I am a different Lovegood. This is my story of Hogwarts, around the same time as the next generations of Weasleys and Potters.
Not a love story, Not a Funny story. Not a Luna story. There may be bits of these, but this is my story.
So if you don't like that, leave.
U gone?
Good. To those who remain, welcome to my tale.
Liara's tale.
Lovegood's Tale.
