Luna sighed as she felt Rolf slide away from her. He had been working non-stop ever since her father died, because he was the one who took the family buisness- the Quibbler- into his hands and kept them printing. Rolf Scamannder was a great writer- his father wrote many intresting books that her own dad had liked, and sales were steadily growing. It was four in the morning though, especially early.
"Rolf?" she questioned as she flipped around to look at him. He wasn't there anymore. She sat up dizzily and stumbled up the spiral stairs to his office on the top floor. As she came closer to the office she heard the click of a typewriter.
"Rolf?" she asked again quietly so she didn't startle him. He still jumped a bit.
"Oh, Luna. Did I wake you? I'm sorry, it's just need to finish my article on Fresh Water Plumpies. It's important that people know more about these things. They bite you and your hair changes to the color of the fish!" he said nervously as he clicked away.
"They're also good for stress. Would you like to have some for dinner?" she questioned in her calm voice.
"Yes please." he nodded as she wound back down the stairs to their bedroom. She thought of going back to sleep, but she felt oddly hyper, so she decided to go pick some diridable plums. She twirled down to the first floor, grabbed a big basket, and opened the door wide, just then realizing that it was dark out. She then decided to grab her Nargle repelent necklace too, just in case.
It was a bit chilly out, but Luna didn't mind only being in a big t-shirt and some sweats- she felt nice and comfy. She held an orange plum in her hand for a second, thinking about how much her father had loved them- even putting signs up and casting protective encahanments to keep them safe. She missed her Dad, and Hogwarts, and her friends. Gosh, she hadn't seen the Potter's in a while. Right after the war they spent alot of time together- going to eachother's wedding and family funerals, but now it was back to life, and everyone was busy with their familys. Luna couldn't wait until summer was over and the kids would be going to Hogwarts for their first year, she would probably see alot of her friends at the train station. She decided that she would patronus Ginny in a few hours- maybe she would like to come over. Luna worked faster now, ripping the diridgible plums from their vines with anticipation.