A/N: I promised it a while ago, now I'm publishing it! Rejoy!

1. About toads and lost shoes.

Luna wasn't late. She barely was looking for a pair of shoes, her favourite pair of shoes. So she was wandering through the castle, bare footed, wearing a jean and above it a dark skirt. Where were those shoes?

Neville, for his part, was looking for his toad, the always escaping Trevor. There was nowhere he could think the poor animal had escaped. He was wandering around the corridor leading to the Room of Requirements when he spotted Luna, looking up at the ceiling with a finger on her lips.

"Are you looking for something?" It always was difficult for him to talk to her, she made him feel weird.

"Oh, yes. I was wondering how I could take these off the ceiling." She pointed at her shoes, hanging far above their heads.

"Don't you have your wand?" He got his own out of his back pocket and waved it towards the shoes. "Wingardium Leviosa!" The pair started floating, and with an air of complete concentration, Neville made it fly towards their owner.

"Thank you, Neville." Luna's absent blue eyes met his and he felt himself blush. "Aren't you looking for something yourself?"

He nodded as she put her shoes on. "My toad. You know, Trevor."

"Yes, I do remember your toad. He's a nice fellow. I've talked with him quite a few times now. Do you still feed him flies? He hates them."

Neville stared at her as if she was a strange beast. Then he shook his head. "You...spoke...to Trevor?"

"Of course I did. Dad says that whenever your mind's opened for it, you can speak with any animal. I started with a goldfish I had when I was a little girl. It talked to me about his depression and everything. I thought I'd helped him but he ended up committing suicide anyway."

Neville kept looking strangely at her, torn between laugh and admiration.

"So, have you looked through here? Some toads like the view from this window." She took his hand, failed to see his cheeks flushing, and pulled him towards a big window which showed the lake below. "No, obviously he's not here. Maybe there." She pulled him again towards another window, then towards the Room of Requirements itself. "I wish to see Trevor please." She turned three times before the wall, and after the third time, a tiny, really tiny door appeared. She kneeled before it and knocked.

"Trevor? Are you in here? Neville's looking for you." Her dreamy voice was so appealling, Neville thought. She might be bonkers, but she was the nicest person he'd ever met. She suddenly turned to him. "I'm sorry, Neville. Trevor says he'd like to stay in there for a while. He can't stand your dorm anymore."

Neville shrugged. "Can you tell him he can stay as long as he likes but only if he leaves a note?" What nonsense was he saying now?

"He can hear you, Neville." Luna's eyes were almost angry. Almost. She never got angry. "He says okay, and demands us to leave." She got up and faced Neville once more.

They just stood there, staring at each other, for a few minutes, before Neville could articulate some words. "Luna? Can I ask you something?"

"Yes, of course you can." She put a strand of hair off her face.

"Will you go to Hogsmeade with me?"

Her smile was the best thing he'd ever seen in his life. "Of course I will."

And she pulled him back towards the Great Hall for diner.