Seymour wasn’t really listening as he had only just reread the top line of the letter, the dim light of recognition igniting somewhere towards the back of his mind. “Miss Luna Lovegood.” He was sure he’d heard that name before but couldn’t put his finger on it. He peered at the page and then back at Luna before giving a weak half smile and handing her back the letter. “So?” began Luna looking more animated than he had seen her during the entire conversation. “How about it?"
 
 
 
 

"One boy a particularly weasely looking student spotted Luna sitting in the window opposite them and he quickly conducted the rest of his group into a emotive rendition of “Loony Luna loopy lord of the losers” breaking out in a cackle of laughter and pointing in her direction. Seymour glared at the occupants of the carriage but Luna on the other hand merely smiled politely and looked upon them as if it was a friendly joke and then went back to reading."
 
 

“Perfectly fine, just a little bump.” even through her pained expression her tone still managed to sound imperturbable. “Nothing a bit of Durdlebud lotion won’t fix.” she brushed off her skirt and then crawled back into the dark confines of the cabinet. “I’m sorry Seymour, it was more my fault than yours. I don’t expect you were on the look out for cabinets with random legs sprouting out of them.”
 

"He spotted Ginny zooming in and out of the large hoops at one end of the pitch. She circled gracefully and hung upside down as she shot the full length of the field. This display didn’t help with Seymour’s nerves as she was one of the students he’d be competing against for a place in the team. “She’s really good Ginny isn’t she? She’ll have no problems making the team.” Luna commented absent mindedly as she traced the loops and dives Ginny was making in mid air, her face amazed."
 
 

“I’ll kill you!” he spat at Malfoy who for a brief instant was frozen in shock against the stone wall before a large club of a hand swung over Seymour’s shoulder and thumped him on the side of the head. He fell sideways and clattered onto the floor crashing his elbow into the cold ground. He squinted up through the twinkling lights in his eyes to see both Crabbe and Goyle staring menacingly back in front Malfoy who was gasping for air with his hands massaging his throat.
 

But before either could reply a round of mirthless laughter piped up from the table of Slytherin's at the back of the pub which caused a lot of other tables to turn round including Seymour's. Malfoy was showing them something which clearly provided some form of great amusement. The fact that a few of the Slytherins sent rather leering glances their way did nothing to settle Seymour's suspicious that it wasn't anything productive.
 

"Well we have to find out for sure." Luna jumped to her feet and grabbed her bag from the floor. "Wha… how?" Seymour made to get up from the bed but his body still in the process of recuperating didn't seem so eager. "We're going to ask him." Luna explained simply before fastening her cloak around her shoulders. "Come on." "We can't just go asking a teacher if he happens to be part wolf Luna it's… rude."
 

"Here's to Harry!" Luna piped up at her father's side to which everyone raised their glasses yet again and roared "Harry!" Somewhere in the crowd Seymour could hear Ginny laughing but couldn't find her over all the outstretched arms.
 

Seymour was inclined to agree with him, trusting such a prize treasure to a girl who hadn't managed to keep hold of a pair of shoes since September seemed like a brave move to Seymour but he remained silent as they both turned and headed towards the Astronomy Tower.
 

Even the best and brightest can be turned to such terrible deeds in the name of love. The fear of loneliness and the dreaded pain of loss has a reach that can delve to the deepest depths and push us to limits not thought imaginable.