Five galleons
"Get away from me Draco Malfoy… I don't want to even smell you ever again. Just stay away… unless of course you want me to permanently destroy your anatomy!" Hermione was sobbing, shrieking down the stairs. People in her dormitory covered their ears, glaring in her direction but not daring to talk to her. Spit was flying from her mouth as her insults increased in fury and complexity.
Hermione slammed the door with the full force she was capable of, and flung herself onto her bed. Almost ripping the moth eaten curtains whilst trying to pull them around her bed. After a small while her sobs grew quieter, and she heard footsteps approaching her bed. She curled into a ball, not even trusting herself to open her mouth to shriek at the intruder to "GO AWAY".
The curtains parted the smallest fraction and Luna peered through.
"h-Hermione?" she spoke in almost a whisper, probably frightened of Hermione's temper flaring again.
"Are… no… do you want to talk? If you want I can go get a snack or something, something chocolate and cream based maybe?" and she opened the curtains wider. Slipping through, she sat on the bed and closed the curtains so that only her knees would have been showing outside.
Hermione sniffed and sat up slowly, rubbing her face.
"no, I don't want anything, thank you Luna… but I'm really not in the mood for anything chocolaty… or anything food-wise come to think of it" her voice was shaky but at least she wasn't shrieking still.
Luna sighed in relief at Hermione's obvious lack of steam and took her trembling hand.
"Hermione… I know you think I'm really weird and all that but… well, I think talking about all this is going to make it just a little better… want to tell me about it?"
Hermione sniffled a little, staring at the strange blonde, and then nodded a little.
Luna's mouth slowly popped open as Hermione retold her story for the third time, first time Ginny, second time mother, and third time bleeding Loony Lovegood.
"You. Are. So. Kidding me… not even Draco would be that cruel, five galleons?! Is that it? Bloody hell I can think of nearly a million guys who would pay to go to a dinner with you 'Mione, god if I ever get my hands on that son of a-"
She stopped as she saw Hermione's face, and she gasped.
"You love him?"