Brittle Wings

Luna Lovegood stood before the mirror in the Gryffindor girls' bathroom, her pale reflection gazing back at her. Her long, silvery-blonde hair fell to her shoulders, and her clothes hung loosely on her slender frame. A thinness that had been there for as long as she could remember had become more noticeable lately. Her face seemed sharper, her clothes a little too roomy.Luna often caught herself looking at her reflection, wondering why she never seemed to look the way she wanted. It was as though she were drifting further away from herself, losing a part of her that she couldn’t name. The laughter and chatter from the hallways outside seemed far away, muffled by her own thoughts. She’d always been a little different from the others, but now she felt a loneliness she hadn’t quite recognized before."Am I enough?" she whispered to her reflection.There was no answer. The silence in the bathroom was deafening

Hi everyone!This is my first fic so I am open to any and all suggestions.