[HP] Luna: Through the Looking Glass (Drew + Original Author)

Updated in 2026.6 Is the Mirror of Erised an illusion or a parallel world? Seventeen-year-old Luna Lovegood didn't pay much attention to this question, but fate made her the only one who knew the answer. An inexplicable time travel brought her back to the first grade sorting ceremony, and her soul fell into the body of a strange silver-haired girl. The girl's name is Elkira Ollivander, a name that the famous wand family is said to be unwilling to mention. She has a pair of eyes that can only read strange words, an elusive cat, and a mother who is whispered by everyone. This time, the Sorting Hat sent her to Slytherin. In this snake's lair, Luna has too many things to figure out: Who is Aira? How much truth are there in the rumors about her life experience? Where does the magic that occasionally bursts out from her fingertips that does not belong to any textbook come from? And that Draco Malfoy, who was arrogant, tough-talking, and obviously full of complaints but appeared next to her again and again, why was it he who was assigned to "take care of" her? The clues are like scattered fragments of a magic mirror. Each piece that is put together reveals a deeper mystery. The closer Luna gets to the truth, the more she discovers that this body contains a past that has been buried with every effort - about a mother, about an unspoken love, and about a regret that should not have been shouldered by her, but ended up falling on her shoulders. She originally thought she was just a passer-by who accidentally wandered into other people's stories. But for some encounters, the ending may have been written long ago. Time in the mirror begins to flow backwards, please follow Luna into dreaming... —————————————————————— Concept: This is a story about "hidden love". I have always been troubled by those unspoken feelings - they are not as vigorous as passionate confessions, but they are often deeper and longer, so heavy that they can bend a person's life, and last long enough to span an entire generation. Some people hide love in a mean irony, some people hide love in a sacrifice that seems like betrayal, and some people hide love in an excuse that even they dare not admit. They all thought that hiding meant protection—protecting each other and themselves from being seen through. But in the end, the hidden love often builds a wall that no one can cross while protecting it; when one day I finally want to say it, but often no one can hear me. So I wrote Luna. Let a person who is the least good at hiding, the most honest and the most naive, penetrate into a body full of secrets, and dig out those buried feelings one by one for another girl. What she is looking for is her life experience, her father, and the answer to "Who am I and should I exist?" But what she really salvages is the deep love and regret that generations have refused to express and ultimately missed. What I want to discuss is this question: when the truth is buried and love is hidden, are we protecting the ones we love, or are we pushing each other away with our own hands? And - if the previous generation missed a lifetime because they "couldn't speak out", then in the next generation, can we not make the same mistake again? Even if you still can't tell the truth, at least you can let that person know: I understand you.