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"Miss Luna, Madame Pomfrey wants to see you." Luna looked up from her book at the older Gryffindor girl.

"Thank you. If you see Sirius, tell him where I went." Luna hovered down to the infirmary. It was currently empty save Madame Pomfrey, who was sitting at her desk filling out paperwork.

"You asked to see me?"

"Ahh, Miss, um, Luna. I've received your medical records from St. Mungo's. I'm not sure why it took them nearly a week, but here we are. While you are here at Hogwarts, I will be taking over for Healer Williams. You will be reporting here every two weeks, just to make sure everything is alright. Can you please slide onto this bed. You can leave your chair next to the bed or shrink it you'd like." Luna slid onto the bed easily. She'd had plenty of practice doing that now. She was happy she'd managed to learn to do most things by herself.

"Any feeling in your legs or feet?"

"No," Luna answered as Madame Pomfrey looked at Luna's feet and legs.

"Any new symptoms?"

"No."

"What about your memory? Has any of it returned yet?" Luna sighed.

"No, nothing. I mean, there's some vague feelings of familiarity, and it turns out I'm ahead in Defense, but other than that, nothing."

"Hmm, Healer Williams seems to think your memories are unlikely to return."

"I know, same as my legs. I know I'll probably never walk again."

"How are you feeling otherwise? Any depression?"

"No. I'm annoyed because Marlene put a frog in my bed, but I've accepted this is who I am now."

"Good, a positive attitude is important. Now, let's see, you've gained enough weight eating regular meals, so no need to put you back on the nutrient potion."

"Good. It tastes like feet."

"Do you have any questions for me?"

"Nope, I don't think so. Oh, um..." Luna blushed brightly for a second.

"Yes, everything down there should function correctly. You've been having regular periods?"

"Not yet," Luna admitted.

"I'll make a note of that in your file, it might just take time for your cycle to restore itself. Did Healer Williams not discuss any of this with you?"

"No..I didn't ask..." Luna admitted.

"Is there something else?"

"No."

"You're free to go then, Luna. Just so you know, ask any female prefect, me, or your head of house, if you ever need anything related to your cycle. That does include potions to prevent pregnancy." Luna blushed brightly as she slid herself into her chair. She left the infirmary quickly and nearly bumped into James who was standing in the hallway with another boy Luna didn't know. The other boy was holding his arm at a funny angle.

"Quiddich injury?"

"Yup. I just wanted to make sure he made it to the infirmary without passing out. Want me to head back to the tower with you?" Luna watched the injured player talk to Madame Pomfrey.

"Can we go the Quiddich pitch instead?" James shrugged.

"Sure, why not, it's nice enough weather. The team's already headed back to the castle. No sense in practicing with our chaser injured." Luna smiled, an idea starting to form in the back of her mind.

"See, Quiddich pitch," James announced.

"Good, now help me get on a broom."

"What? No way! There is no way I'm going to help you get on a broom. You can't even walk, no."

"Please, it's the only thing I remember about my past. I remember playing Quiddich, the feel of the broom in my hands, the wind on my face."

"No, not happening. You'll kill yourself!"

"I'm going to do it, James. I'm going to fly again, with or without your help."

"Luna, if I let you get on a broom and something happens to you, Sirius is going to kill me."

"But if I do it on my own and get hurt, and Sirius finds out you didn't help me, he'll kill you too." James stared at the red haired girl sitting in front of him. He couldn't deny she was crazy, but at the same time, a small part of him understood. There was nothing compared to the thrill of flying. He glanced around. Not seeing anyone he shook his head.

"Fine, just for a minute, nothing dangerous."

"I promise."

"Less than six feet off the ground and I'm coming with you."

"Deal."

"You're using my broom. I don't trust the school ones," he said holding out his broom. She slid from her chair onto the broom and smiled.

"Now, stay right there," James ordered summoning one of the school brooms. He was actually impressed Luna was staying on at all. He mounted the school broom and the pair hovered into the air. Luna held on tightly, feeling the wind against her face. She nodded at James and accelerated slightly.

"Remember, nothing dangerous." She nodded picking up speed. James chased her shaking his head. He should have known better than to believe her.

"Hey, James, watch this,"she yelled doing a small spin.

"That's what I meant by dangerous."

"I'm fine," she called back going higher until she was nearly ten feet in the air. She laughed diving down. She grazed her fingers against the ground before pulling back up.

"Okay, that's enough. Time to land. Sirius is going to kill me!"

"Just one thing, please, I just want to try to make a goal? Please?"

"You know, you and Sirius are perfect for each other, neither of you listen!" Luna laughed managing to summon the quaffle. She held it with one arm, and tossed it at James.

"Catch!" He did without even thinking about it.

"Throw it back, please?"

"Then we're going inside."

"Deal," she yelled as he tossed it back, he hoped it would hit the ground and end this. Instead, Luna swooped, caught it and without even thinking about threw it through the hoop.

"Nice!" The pair looked at the ground.

"Great, that's Gezabash. He's the captain. Now, it's definitely time to go, Luna."

"Fine," she grumbled sinking towards the ground. She remained about a foot in the air while James landed.

"Hey Potter, get Durbin to Pomfrey alright?"

"Yeah."

"Good, who's this? And where have you been hiding her?"

"This is Luna, Luna, Captain Gezabash." Luna smiled shaking his hand while still staying on the broom.

"That was an impressive pass and throw. Why aren't you on my team yet?" James sighed.

"I just got here less than a month ago?" Luna said.

"Ahh, well, with Durbin injured, I find I'm in need a chaser."

"What about Duox? He's back up!"

"Family emergency. I need a chaser."

"Luna can't do it," James said quickly. Luna glared at him. How dare he answer for her.

"And why?" Gezabash asked.

"This is why," James said pointing to Luna's chair. She slowly slid off the broom and back into it.

"I can't use my legs, what's that got to do with anything?" she asked James. He blinked. She'd been in air, flying decently. Could she really play?

"I saw you up there, is it just a matter of clearance? I'll talk to McGonagall."

"I'll see if Pomfrey will clear me to play," Luna stated. "Give me a day, when's the next game?"

"This weekend. I know Durbin's arm won't be in working order by then. He's been complaining about this match anyway. It's against Slytherin." Luna nodded and smiled.

"If I get the all clear, I'm in."

"Sirius is really going to kill me," James muttered as they all headed back to the castle.