Draco just stared at the girl. She was obviously off her rocker. "Your insane" she said leaning his chair on the back two legs. He sighed heavily and rolled his head back, staring at the ceiling. He was just really stressed and wanted to be no in this situation. It was just horrid.

Luna shrugged at Harry's comment and then nodded. "Probably" she said, wondering what Harry would look like with his shirt off. 'Well he plays Quittich so he has to have a great-- OH GOD! What am I thinking' she stopped thinking about it, or tried but the image, not that it was a bad one. 'I must look stupid just staring at him, imaging his shirt off' she thought while quickly looking away. Having been staring at him, she finished off the rest of her butter beer, while looking anywhere but at Harry.

"And you can't take a joke. We're even," Paige said simply, smirking slightly. She didn't want to be in this situation either and not with Draco.

'You okay?" Harry asked, putting his butter beer down and looking at her curiously. Why was she avoiding eye contact with him? He couldn't find a logical explanation unless suddenly she just hated looking at him.

Draco looked at her and rolled his eyes, "I can't take a joke can I?" he mocked. He laughed, causing him to almost loose his balance and fall over. Embarrassed, his cheeks turned ever so slightly red. Draco decided that is was better for a chair to rest on four legs. "Well what is your idea of a joke, must not be that funny" he tried to be serious and act like everything was normal.

Luna looked to Harry, snapping out of her fantasy world. "Huh? Oh err-- yeah," she said giving a nervous giggled. How could she hate him? That would never happen. 'How is it going to be spending so much time with someone you like? Well that could only be hard and end in heartbreak' she thought to herself.

Paige laughed at Draco as she saw him fell. "You know. Chairs /are/ supposed to be on four legs." She said, joking around though. She held back her laughter when she saw him trying to be serious. "No, that was funny" She told him.

Well that scratched out Harry's theory of her suddenly hating him. He smiled at her, "Good" He said simply, picking up his butter beer and drinking some. He wasn't really sure how he felt about Luna. It was a bit awkward just him and her there.

"Oh yes, Ha" Draco responded coldly but full of sarcasm. Actually he himself was holding back laughter at his own stupidity. Yes, Draco was odd like that. His emotions were really mixed.

Luna felt that is was awkward with just him and her. "So... how's Quittich season going" she asked. Oh god, now she was thinking about it again. She slowly banged her head against the cold bar table and repeated this a few times before sitting back up straight and rubbing the now red spot in the middle of her forehead.

"Are you going to keep the chair on all four legs now?" Paige questioned, raising her eyebrows at Draco. "Did you learn your lesson?" She asked, just teasing a bit though, she smirked slightly.

"Its good" Harry said with a firm nod. He tilted his side tot he side slightly, wondering why in the world she was banging her head. 'A--are you sure you're okay Luna?"

"Oh yes, Draco will be a good boy this time" he said glaring at her. Sometimes she could be a real pain in the ass. "Draco learned his lesson" he said, "wait, why in blood hell am I talking in the third person?" he asked no one in particular. "Good lord, now I am talking to myself, you make me bloody insane women" he looked directly at Paige for the last part.

Luna stopped rubbing the spot on her head and smiled. "Yeah, everything is fine" she acted as if it was normal to just start hitting your head on a bar table in the middle of a conversation. Then again, this is Miss loony Luna Lovegood we are talking about.

Paige laughed. Yeah/why/ was he talking in the third person? She really didn't even know why, she wouldn't talk the third person. "No, I think you've done that by yourself, Malfoy" Paige said with a laugh.

"Is there a reason why you were hitting your head on the table?" Harry asked curiously. The only person he had ever known to do something like that was Dobby the house elf, but of course Luna wasn't a house elf and she certainly wasn't like Dobby.

Draco sighed and looked at Paige. "No! You... your evil" he stuttered. "Ah! She's going to get me" he pretended to be scared put then put a blank expression on his face and sipped his drink slowly. Oddness.

"Erm... not" she lied and wasn't really good at it but she didn't want to tell him the truth. She knew he would know she was laughing. "It's embarrassing and you would laugh" she sighed.

Paige rolled her eyes. "I'm evil?" She asked scoffing lightly. "I'm not the one in Slytherin," She said, even though she knew he was pretending.

"C'mon. You can tell me the truth Luna" Harry insisted, looking at Luna. He didn't think he would ever laugh at Luna because of something she was thinking.

"Yes you are evil, just look at you. You could make a perfect Slytherin, if it wasn't for the fact you like to hang out with non purebloods but your hot enough so that could make up for it, if you know the right people" Draco winked at her.

"No Harry" Luna said, "I don't know if I can tell you because it was something or someway I was thinking about you" she said hoping to keep her thoughts in her head.

Paige practically choked when she heard him. '"Excuse me?" She asked, staring at him now. "I hope you were making a joke..." She muttered. She wasn't particularly used to compliments, sarcasm was the only way she handled them.

"Please, tell me? It can't be that bad Luna" Harry said. He shrugged, "Fine, if you don't want to, you don't have to" He said, sighing slightly in disappointment.

Draco sighed, "women" he was very blunt. "Your all just..." he searched for words but found none but, "insane," he finished. How can she not take a compliment? Bloody women were just too confusing.

Luna sighed, giving in seeing as how he was disappointed. She hated disappointing people. "Ok, ok, but promise you won't laugh or run away screaming." It sounded funny yes, but she was totally serious.

""How am I insane?" Paige inquired curiously, looking at him. She would have just said thanks to Draco but she felt like being sarcastic and making him think she was even crazier than he already thought she was.

Harry looked at her, his face lighting up a bit. "Really?" He questioned. He smiled at her, "I promise, okay?" He said. He was really curious now since she was being all serious like.

Draco just stared at her and then he shook his head, "because you're a woman and you're all bloody insane" he was loosing his marbles. 'This chick is crazy', he thought to himself.

Taking in a deep breath, she closed her eyes and blurted out, "IwasThinkingaboutYouWithYourShirtOff" she said it really quickly and in one breath, and then she opened her eyes to see his reaction. She hoped he would run away thinking she was crazy, like half the school.

Paige scoffed. "No, you are insane for thinking all of us are insane" Paige said folding her arms. "Tell me, if I'm so insane then why are you still sitting here talking to me? Hmmm?" Paige asked.

Harry stared at her. At first he couldn't figure out what she said then it registered in his brain. He blinked a few times. "Wi--without my shirt on?" He questioned.