When the Potter gang left Spinwitches, they headed over to Tomes & Scrolls for Neville and Hermoine. Luna noticed that Ginny looked very distracted after she had made her purchase and was walking a bit behind everyone else. While the others walked ahead, Luna lingered behind on the path between the bookstore and the sporting good store, allowing Ginny the chance to catch up. "Ginny?" she waved her hand to get rid of the wrackspurt in front of her friend's face. "You okay?" There was a hint of red creeping up on Ginny's cheeks. Luna hadn't seen her look that way since third year when they would catch glimpses of Harry in the corridors of Hogwarts.

Ginny's mind was on that kiss Trevor had given her in the store. It had lasted for nearly one minute, perhaps even less since she had lost track of the time. And then, it was broken off when a clerk walked by the aisle clearing his throat. She had jumped back from him, like she had been struck by lightning. Trevor had simply smiled at Ginny before walking away without saying another word. She would have sworn she had been hit by a Confundus charm, judging by her reaction. After the kiss, she barely remembered which shin guard she had purchased or even how she got to the register. Luna's question interrupted her thoughts which were replaying the kiss over and over in head. She glanced down at the bag in her hand, assuring herself that she had chosen a shin guard. How silly would it have been to forget her purchase?

"Are you suffering buyer's remorse?" Luna glanced down at her bag, mistaking Ginny's silence.

Ginny laughed, shaking her head. "No Luna, just thinking." She didn't want to share what happened in Spinwitches just yet. Now that she was paying attention to her surroundings she could see Harry had stopped and was waiting at Tomes and Scrolls with the door held open for the two girls. "Harry's waiting for us."

"Thank you Harry," Luna said as the girls walked past him. The interior of the bookstore was cozy and bright. Books were stacked ceiling high along each wall, as well as several rows of shelves through the store creating rows. Luna went over to the fictional section to check out the latest book by Glenda Gulch, one of her favorite authors. She had picked up a book with a picture of a teenage girl riding a golden colored dragon when she heard a voice behind her ask, "Glenda Gulch? Never heard of her. What does she write?"

Luna turned, beaming as she greeted, "Hello Trevor." She held out to him the copy of the book she had picked up saying, "She writes fiction about a young girl who rescues a dragon egg from being destroyed by her father. He tells her the egg is too small and therefore a dud. She feels differently so he gives her the egg. The egg hatches and the dragon that comes out, Prydera, is really unique because she can talk to Millie mentally, through their minds." Luna tapped her forehead to show how it was done. "They have all kinds of adventures together in each book. This is actually the eighth book in the series," she tapped the edge of the book Trevor held. "So Millie is now a teenager. If you want to read them, you'll have to start with this one," she told him picking up the first book and handing it to him.

"Actually I don't read alot of fantasy," Trevor said setting the books down. "I'm more of a Renaissance man." Luna went to pick up the eighth book, intending to get it for herself but Trevor reached out to take her hand before she could get ahold of it. He reached out, taking her chin in hand so that her silver eyes connected with his intense electric blue eyes. He spoke softly.

"She walks in beauty, like the night

Of cloudless climes and starry skies,

And all that's best of dark and bright

Meets in her aspect and her eyes;

Thus mellow'd to that tender light

Which Heaven to gaudy day denies.

One shade the more, one ray the less,

Had half impair'd the nameless grace

Which waves in every raven tress

Or softly lightens o'er her face,

Where thoughts serenely sweet express

How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.

And on that cheek and o'er that brow

So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,

The smiles that win, the tints that glow,

But tell of days in goodness spent,

A mind at peace with all below,

A heart whose love is innocent" ***

***(Beauty like the night by Lord Byron)

Luna felt her breath hitch in her throat as Trevor's soft, warm voice washed over her quoting the poem. She was familiar with only part of the poem by Lord Byron, but hearing it in its entirety with Trevor holding her hand the way he was, she felt like she was standing on the edge of a cliff, ready to leap at any moment. Her heart was not only experiencing that familiar tug she had become accustomed to in his presence, but it was also beating out a triple time rhyme with each syllable he uttered.

Trevor looked at her, lifting her hand and brushing his lips across her knuckles, causing a curious sensation to run from her hand all the way up to her face where her cheeks began to blush. She was going to look like Ginny Weasley at any moment, Luna was positive of it.

Is this love? She had never experienced this reaction to any boy before. It must be love. Her head decided on that fact even as Trevor used the hand that held hers, to tug her closer, pulling her into his arms. He lowered his face towards hers.

-HP-

Neville purchased his book Wilderness in the Wetlands; a book he couldn't wait to show Luna. It was not only about plant life in the marshes but also the animals that cohabitated there, which he knew she'd appreciate.

He turned away from the clerk at the register and looked around the bookstore. He spotted Hermoine on a ladder at the far wall. Ron was standing underneath her holding the ladder as she reached for a book near the ceiling. He didn't see Harry, Ginny or Luna so he began to walk between the rows to spot any of the three of them.

He spied Luna's navy cap from behind a display of Glenda Gulch's books in the fiction section. He called out, "Luna look at this-" reaching into his bag for his book.

He rounded the display and was brought to his knees literally. Luna was being pulled into the arms of another boy, a much taller, dark haired boy and the boy had started to lower his head to hers in what promised to be a deep embrace. He was so startled by the sight, he dropped his book and Neville went tripping over it, falling sideways into the display of Glenda Gulch's books.

-HP-

At the last moment, just before Trevor was about to kiss her, Luna heard someone call her name. Trevor's face snapped back before he could kiss her and they both turned their heads to see Neville Longbottom trip into a pile of books that had been set up on display.

All eight years of Millie and Prydera's adventures went spilling across the floor willy-nilly. Luna pulled out of Trevor's arms the moment she realized what had happened, going over to help Neville who was floundering amidst a mountain of books.

"Oh my goodness, Neville are you alright?" Luna reached out a hand to help him up, trying to avoid crushing the books that surrounded him. The crash noise from his fall had caught the attention of every person in the store, Harry and Ginny hurrying over to where they were at along with a sales clerk. Hermoine was at the register and was nudging Ron to go over to find out what happened.

Luna noted the look of misery on his face as he lifted his head to look at her. He was prone to accidents and this was no exception to his cursed clumsiness. She offered her hand down to him. He reached for her hand, accepting her help to drag him out from the pile.

"Are you alright sir?" The sales clerk reached them first followed by Ginny who asked, "What happened?"

"Neville tripped," Luna explained.

The boy in question was beet red from the top of his head to the tips of his toes. He reached down to find his purchased book and also to sort out the books that he knocked over. Luna, Harry, Ginny and the clerk helped to gather the books.

Luna glanced over to where Trevor she had left Trevor standing. Once again,she found herself surprised and disappointed to see the dark haired boy gone. He vanished so quickly she would suspect he was apparating away but the loud crack that accompanied any apparating was never heard from him. So that peaked her curiosity.

Where did he go?

-HP-

Author's Note: More Hogsmeade fun to ensue! The gang isn't done there yet!