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Disclaimer: The characters and settings used in this story belong to the illustrious J.K. Rowling. I may have taken slight liberties with their personalities and/or appearances, and I mean no harm whatsoever by doing so. No copyright infringement is intended and absolutely no money is being made by my writing this.


Luna and Hermione

Hermione woke to quite a surprise one morning: she wasn't alone in her bed. She just managed to stifle a scream when she realized that the person in bed with her was someone she knew, at least. But knowing her still didn't explain her presence…

"Luna…" she voiced. "What're you doing?"

"Cuddling," came the reply, muffled by the pillow.

"Well yes, but how did you get into the tower?"

"The zoobons let me in."

"The… never mind. Why are you here though?"

"I told you… cuddling. Go back to sleep."

Hermione stared in disbelief, then shrugged and lay back down.