"Curious creatures, house elves," Luna said in her normally high-pitched and inquisitive voice, sitting on the well-worn of the Grand Staircase leading to the Great Hall next to Hermione who was scribbling something on a roll of parchment she had balanced on her knees after a disappointing meeting with the kitchen elves.

"Hello, Luna."

"You don't understand them, do you?"

"I hardly understand people, Luna."

"Oh," she whispered as she stretches out her corduroy-clad legs, "you just have to simplify things. It seems to me that you are using a xylophone instead of a guitar."

"What?"

"It's a muggle song by Jaymay called 'Gray and Blue.' One of the lyrics is 'I feel so helpless now, my guitar is not around, and I'm struggling with the xylophone to make these feelings sound.' It's about—"

"Luna! Luna Lovegood? Can I speak with you a moment?" Professor Flitwick wobbled down the stairscase, his jacket tails trailing behind him as he interrupted the girls' conversation.

"What is bothering you, Professor?"

Hermione listened to their conversation about wrackspurts until they were out of earshot. What was that song that Luna had mentioned? Blue? Gray? Hermione did the only thing she knew how to do best when she didn't know the answer to something.

In the library, she found a worn chair in the Muggle Studies section where the only light came in from cracks between a tower of books that was stacked in front of a stained glass window that Hermione had never seen in its entirety. She searched through the index of a muggle encyclopedia, looking under any colors she could find. After the second set, she laid her head down on the windowsill in frustration.

"Her-minny?"

She turned around at the sound of a thick European accent to look right into the mystic eyes of none other than Viktor Krum. "Hello, Viktor."

"What are you doing with all of these Muggle Books, Herminny?"

She sat back up, with her shoulders straight, and shook her head a little to loosen her hair so that it fell in more flattering ways. "Well, I-" she ran her hands over her wrinkled skirt and thrust her chest forward "-was just trying to find a song that Luna had, um, mentioned to me."

"Luna, you say? The one they call Looney?"

"Yes, um, that's her."

"Don't worry your pretty, little head about it, darling," Krum whispered as he twisted a lock of Hermione's curls around his hairy finger.

"Well, I'm not worried about it. Just curious."

"One might say that you can be too curious."

Luna would say that there is no such thing. Hermione raised her eyebrows and stood up from her chair. "I shall see you later, Viktor." Hermione left without getting any books, a first for her.

Okay, so that's the first chapter. Thank you to my two reviewers. (Second one, you were right, I did stop in the middle of a scene.) Next chapter should be up within two weeks. I know it's long, but I'm gonna be busy this week. Welcome Ron to the next chapter. Oh, and some drama. Please listen to Jaymay's Gray or Blue because she's awesome. And Damien Rice's "I Remember" while you're at it because that should come up in a few chapters.