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Harry potter trudged towards the Gryffindor Tower after the third detention. It was too late to get any food from the Great Hall and the meager bite of dinner he had before 'Professor' Snape came in nearly spitting was equally negligible. An unexpected staff meeting had delayed dinner to 6:15 pm and he was in opposite end of the school when dinner was to start. The race to dinner was delayed even more by the stairs which seemed to conspire against him as he felt like a snakes and ladders piece that went up and down the same levels going nowhere. The trip down a few flights of stairs should have been a minute or two but stretched to 10 as he finally hit ground level. Sitting down he listened to the last speech about being careful as Sirius Black was still on the loose. Professor Snape came in looking furious but the moment he saw Harry he smiled and he could only feel a chill down his spine. Whatever had kept the constantly foul and mean professor frustrated him but it was Harry that would suffer. He had about five minutes to eat his fill until the detention and thankfully the stairs cooperated with him enough that once he left the Great Hall he went straight up, straight down and right into the dungeons for the last detention.

He was out of breath, hungry, and tired even before the door opened. The vicious and dour man had a plate of food that he was slowly eating while marking some papers. He stared at the food and he could feel his mouth began to water. He stared at it until his stomach began to make noise. The man could finish his dinner in peace and quiet and he could eat his in the chaos upstairs just fine. The noise brought those dark eyes into focus and he saw Snape look up to see his errant victim. The man barked a few vile insults in a sharp and acidic tone. He pictured Uncle Vernon in the same chair loudly mocking him and it was the only thing he could do to keep his head down. Snape wasn't even paying attention to what he was doing so he made appropriate noises until running out of steam the potions professor pointed to the pile of cauldrons and the door slammed behind him. Cauldron cleaning couldn't have been any worst then preparing the disgusting ingredients from the last two.

He was proven wrong by the time he neared them. He could see the stains from the distance and the smell made him want to hurl so he was rather grateful that he didn't actually eat much. It smelled like he had all the Slytherin first years make potions that combined the foul ingredients he was forced to make painstakingly carefully. He crushed there holding his breath and opened his mouth. It was his second mistake as it tasted like rotten fruit and a week old gym used his nose instead. It wasn't any worst then the time in the Dursley household that the upstairs toilet was clogged and some of the 'excess' ended up on the floor and he was told to fix it or he wouldn't get anything to eat. It took hours to fix and clean and by the time he was done he was rewarded with his Aunt Petunia cleaning him rather like she would a dog. She stood at a distance watching him clean too and he could picture her in his loud intentional verbal degradation of his dead fathers character like she did with his mother.

Snape's voice cut into his distracted state. He sounded furious as the slender man crossed the distance between them not noticing the smell and picked up Harry by hand off the ground and dropped while his foot hit the boys bottom sending him crashing not so gently to the floor before shutting the door. He stood out in the Potions hallway stunned by the sudden ejection from the detention. He waited and turning around knocking calling into the room but no answer. Glancing at his broken watch he shrugged while holding back a sigh. He was getting off earlier then expected but he just knew that the vile man would take a lot of points, take one more evening for the one cut short and add another one because he could. It was in the end though the reason why he encountered the blond enigma the second time. She was wandering around in her school robes and they narrowly escaped a second collision course.

"Luna, hi!" he said eyes wide with surprise.

"Potter, You should really be more careful,"she said smiling.

"It's Harry, just Harry. Potter was my dad, I think." he said blushing looking down.

"What are you doing down in the dungeon, just Harry," she said with a serious look in her eyes.

Harry laughed unwittingly, "Detention with a certain Potions Professor. I'll probably get two more just because he kicked me out early," he said sounding slightly resentful.

"Isn't a potions professor supposed to teach?" she asked.

"... good point. Regardless as Hermione says he IS a respected potions and probably very good at it too for any age considering how she speaks about him," he said feeling odd at defending his least favorite teacher.

"What does the ability to make complex potions having to do with teaching mostly simple ones, besides it's possible to respect a position but not like the man in that position," she said.

He laughed again, "Nothing really, I guess. Can I use that against Hermione when she starts to lecture me about 'Professor' Snape?" he asked.

"Of course, just Harry. Now if you excuse me it seems that my book bag has grown legs and disappeared. The point me spell has been leading me down here," she said as she turned away to search for it.

"Wait! Is there anything I can do to help?" he asked.

"Unless you know a house elf I don't believe so," she said.

"House elf? I don't think so... wait- Dobby!" he called out and a pop was heard.

"What does the great Harry Potter sir need of Dobby, sir?" Dobby asked.

"He prefers just Harry," Luna said.

"Wait! No. My names Harry. Not the great Harry Potter or just Harry! I want to be called Harry!" he said exasperated.

"I thought your name was Harry?" Luna asked as they shared a mischievous look.

"It is! Never mind that. Dobby, why did you come?" he asked.

"You called for Dobby! What did the great Harry Potter sir want to ask of Dobby?," Dobby asked Harry.

"My book bag seems to have gone missing," Luna said.

"The great Harry Potter sirs friend needs help?" Dobby asked Luna.

"Yes! No... We just met in the halls. I gave her my 2nd year potions text book," he said looking down.

Dobby and Luna shared another look, "Dobby help great Harry Potter sirs Looney. Harry Potter sir and Harry Potters Looney go to kitchen. Under great hall. Kitchen guarded by a bowl of fruit that Harry Potter sir,or Harry Potters' Looney must tickle the pear and the door will open. Great Harry Potter sirs and his Looney go eat," Dobby said.

"How do you know that I didn't eat?" Harry asked.

"Great Harry Potter sir serve detention with the great bat. Harry Potter sirs Looney be locked in Owlery," Dobby said before popping away.

"Who do you respect the position of but not the man anyway Luna?," he asked Dobby reminding him of what she said about Snape.

She was quiet for a moment, "My father," she said before taking his hand into her and tugging him in a random direction, "Let's eat already so we can get to bed."

"Wait a minute! Why were you locked in the Owlery?" he asked.

She looked away and his hand was slack in hers so she let go and smiling brightly at him skipped away. He chased after her and together they found the painting in the basement of Hogwarts. After his outburst it was awkward until he relaxed. She was about to tickle the pear when a small pop signaled Dobby's arrival.

"Great Harry Potter sir and his Looney is here! Dobby talk to other elves and convince them to help Dobby help great Harry Potter sirs Looney! Together we find her stuff and return to her when great Harry Potter sirs Looney is in dorm!" Dobby said.

"You did well, Dobby, just Harry and I are hungry so we're going to eat in the kitchen now" she said.

Nodding Dobby popped away saying he would help looking for her missing items, "Just Harry, Luna?" he asked as the door appeared.

"Unless you would like me to call you great Harry Potter" she said in a straight face teasingly while they entered it.

He didn't say anything just groaned while she laughed, "So, just Harry it is" she said.

"I'm Harry, just Harry. Harry, a normal boy who happens to be famous" he said as the door began to fade slightly.

"I know, Harry, but you're more than 'just harry' and even the great Harry Potter sir" she said.

"Oh?" he asked as the door became translucent.

"You're the boy who I would like to know as a friend then maybe if things are right something more," she said as it completely faded from view.