Entering the Great Hall, Miss Lovegood's eyes scanned around and saw that many of the students had already eaten the wonderful breakfast prepared by the house elves. Luna started to think about the house elves and Hermione. She had started S.P.E.W yet she still ate in the Great Hall, eating the food that they prepared, kind of hypocritical. Luna spotted Harry, Luna, herself, had also helped young Mr. Harry Potter and his friends, in dark times, such as helping fight in the ministry in her fourth year. She walked over to him and sat down. She didn't think anyone would mind that she wasn't sitting at the Ravenclaw table because it was practically empty anyway. "Hello Harry" she smiled and put some orange juice in her cup.
Draco mumbled as he sat down on a chair in the living room and put his feet up on the coffee table. He let a sigh of relaxation escape his lips and glanced quickly at Hermione. If only she wasn't friends with that Potter and wasn't such a mudblood. She was rude too, not even a hello was spoken. Speaking of Potter, he was such a pain. Just because of the events last year and he had tried to protest to Mcgonagall about his becoming head boy. Not that she was the smartest witch, but he always wasn't allowed at Hogwarts. It was lucky for him that Snape and his father's connections helped out.
"Hey Luna." Harry lookup at his friend and grinned. She was odd, but was very sweet and helpful. He folded the prophet and set it on the table. "How's it going?" He put a bunch of eggs on his plate. The food at Hogwarts was excellent and he always looked forward to it as well as his friends' company after a long summer at the Dursleys'. It was surprising that he could actually live on the morsels of food and the sweets his friends gave him.
Hermione stole a glance from him and frowned. "Get your feet off the table. People use that to put stuff on! Who knows how stinky your feet are?" She rolled her eyes and sighed. Like everyone else, she believed that Draco shouldn't have been chosen as Head Boy. But unlike everyone else, she didn't care whether or not he stayed at Hogwarts. It would've been better if he hadn't, but she'd just have to deal with that for the rest of the year. She was grateful that this was their last year so she wouldn't have to put up with his huge ego. It would be hard to leave the school, though. After all it had done for her and everyone else.
Luna smiled back to Harry and piled some eggs, toast and bacon on her plate. She was short and thin waisted but it didn't mean she didn't eat. She loved food, especially from Hogwarts, truth be told, her father wasn't the best cook. "I'm fine and yourself," she said while pouring maple syrup over her eggs and bacon, then spreading some butter on her toast, which she bit into. Hot coco! Luna had just noticed it and since she was rather cold from being outside, she took some and drank it, "yum" she said as it warmed her throat and hands.
Draco didn't move, not even a flinch. "Make me, mudblood," he said while leaning back in the comfortable sofa chair. "At least my feet are cleaner then your blood" he commented. Draco was still his old witty and asshole self. He couldn't be nice to her, it was just not right. He dreaded having to share a room with her. She was always trying to boss him around and tell him he couldn't put his feet up. Piff.
Harry chuckled lightly as he watched her eat. "I'm great, thanks. So you like the food here, too? Those house elves really outdo themselves. But they really seem to like it." He finished up his food and picked up the Daily Prophet to read while he waited for her to finish eating. "It says something about people being attacked my Death Eaters or something..." He mumbled, not really to her or anyone in particular.
Glaring at him, the Head Girl stood up and marched over to him. She kicked his legs off of the table and leaned close to his face. "Shut up and stop being such a jerk." She said through gritted teeth. Then she straightened as if nothing had happened. "See Malfoy, your problem is that you need to be nice to other people... Not just yourself." She eyed him like he was some kind of a criminal.
Luna nodded. "Yes, I rather do enjoy the food here and the elves like cooking. I wish they would come to my house but daddy wouldn't have it. He is an awful cook, but he cleans rather well" she said and finished up for breakfast. She watched him read for a moment before he said something about Death Eaters attacking. "That's awful" she commented, fully knowing it wasn't really towards her or anything.
