First Night
Like all the rest she took her place, spread out her things, made herself at home. She sat in the common room and listened to her classmates speak, even said a few words in turn. It was easy, and people smiled. The grand adventure was just beginning; tomorrow would mean new lessons and new teachers, but it would also mean new skills and new spells and new corridors to get lost in.
Some children (the lonely ones) cried later on, because the first night is always hardest. No one knew anyone yet, after all.
For Luna, the first night was the best.
