*Did she just stand up for me?* Eliza sat in the almost empty

potions classroom, debating in her head what the past 10 minutes had

just proven. "They're good at heart..." she thought aloud. "What?"

Ron asked, clearly confused. "The Slytherins," she turned to look at

him, "They're just like us, they just have a reputation that they're

trying to keep up. I knew it! C'mon I have to go talk to Luna!"

Eliza grabbed Ron's hand and gripped it tightly as they walked into

the Great Hall. Many whispers were heard as they passed by all the

different tables, still holding hands. *Jealous girls...* Eliza

thought with a grin. "Wait, where are we going?" Ron asked as they

drew nearer and nearer the Slytherin table. "I don't know about you,

but I'm going to talk to Luna... over there." She pointed to Luna

and that boyfriend of her's. "Oh no, no no no. No can do." Ron held

up his hands in protest. Eliza sighed and continued on without him,

*he'll grow up one of these days* she thought to herself. Finally

she reached Luna. "Ehem..." she cleared her throut and waited for

Luna to turn. When Luna turned she immediatly stopped talking. Eliza

started, "I just wanted to... well... thank you, for standing up for

me in potions today, you really didn't have to." Luna looked

speachless, almost as though no one had ever thanked her

before. "Oh, um, you're welcome." she said hesitantly. "Look," said

Eliza, "Let's pretend like I'm not a Gryffindor and you're not a

Slytherin. Let's start over." She held out her hand to Luna, "I'm

Eliza Dishque." Slowly Luna raised her hand and shook Eliza's, "Luna

Morrisson, pleased to meet you." The girls shook hands for a few

seconds longer. Everyone in the Great Hall that had eyes, sensed the

walls between Gryffindor and Slytherin slowly coming down.