Sorry for the late update. My mom had her baby this week.I'm a big sis now. Yay. It's a girl, and she's beautiful, but you all probably want to read the chapter, and not hear about the baby!

"You have got to be kidding me," Ron said, slack jawed.

Luna smiled. "Lovely," she breathed, looking off to the side; a dazed look on her face.

Ron continued to sputter. Seven of them were gathered. That was more then they had been able to get together since they had arrived. But with news such as what they had just learned? The redhead only wished that it was just Hermione, Ginny, Harry, and Luna, and not Pansy and Blaise included. It was too much. Four Gryffindors, two Slytherins, and one Ravenclaw. Certainly there was tension that much was obvious. Still, how they all had managed to sit and not break out in a fighter was all but a wonder in itself.

Of course, it didn't help much that Luna had begun to hum, and overly pleasant smile on her face. Everyone's attention was on her for a moment. The two Slytherins snickered. A sneer had curled onto the dark skinned boys face, and he promptly turn his head away from the batty Ravenclaw girl who seemed to have not a care in the world. Pansy just crossed her arms over her chest, looking pointedly at Harry, her eyes narrowing dangerously - the boy hadn't even noticed until Ginny had kicked his leg in order to get his attention.

Hermione, who by this point, was getting tired of the simpleness of sitting around, waiting for someone to say something, stood up. She gave a glance to everyone present in the room and shook her head, rolling her eyes. "Honestly, it's not the end of the world. We will find a way back home. It's not like we'll be stuck here for forever and a day," she said. Now she begun to pace, looking in deep thought. "I mean logically, if we were stuck here then we would never have existed back in our own time for the past seventeen years - or would it be year? In any case, we wouldn't have existed."

Everyone seemed to have made a point about staring directly at Hermione. There were clearly some times when the girl made absolutely no sense at all, and they still understood her. But the problem still remained: They were stuck in the past with a bunch of people that they should never have been talking to. Oh no, they couldn't have been thrown back two years ago - they had to have been thrown back all the way to the 1970's. It was unnatural, and spooky. Weird and defied all laws of reason. Then again; they were a bunch of witches and wizards. They defied all laws of reasons either way.

Going this far back in time? Now, that just never happened. Or at least it shouldn't have happened.

Pansy shifted in her seat, glancing around to each and every one of them before pursing her lips together. "Not the end of the world, Granger?" She bit out, looking at the bushy haired Gryffindor. "You do realize that some of us actually have a life to tend to, and would rather not have a book shoved up our arse trying to gather information and worthless knowledge?" The Slytherin snickered. The boy beside her shifted and smirked. Everyone in the room was pointedly staring rather dumbfounded at the two of them. Out of the fifteen of the students that had been brought back there were only three Slytherins, and the third of course, wasn't present, which was probably for the better. Merlin only knows what would have happened if the third Slytherin was present.

"I still can't believe it," Ron muttered to himself with a shake of his head. "I'm mean, bloody hell, a spell? A spell is how we got here?" Ginny and Hermione both rolled their eyes, Harry placed his head into his hands, and Luna beamed merrily while Blaise and Pansy just looked at him pointedly.

Blaise snickered. "No, a flower is how we got here, Weasley," the boy sneered sarcastically, crossing his arms over his chest, turning to face the redhead with a look of indifference. "Of course it was it was spell you idiot. You didn't see someone wrap a time turner around the lot of us, did you? Because if you did then by all means; please point us in that persons direction so we'll know who to murder first." There wasn't a hint of sarcasm in the Slytherins boy's voice, only seriousness.

Pansy lifted her chin, and stood up. "If you all are quite done," the girl said, watching as Blaise stood up beside her. "We've got quite a bit to do. Of course, we'll find time to inform Draco about the - situation, if you will." Pansy said, moving toward the door after Blaise. The girl stopped as she was just about to leave the room. She dismissively waved a hand at the group staring after them before leaving the room entirely.

"A spell."

"Ron.." Harry sighed.

"Bloody - a spell."

"Ronald!" Hermione snapped.

"What?"

The four remaining in the room all stared at Ron, as if he had gone and grown a third head. Well, Luna just looked at him oddly, smiling goofily. The Ravenclaw hummed merrily to herself, tilting her head from side to side carelessly, as if she hadn't heard a single word of what had just happened in the past twenty minutes, but of course she had. Ron was still in the bit of shock over the information that he had gain within the few moments of being in the empty classroom with all of the others.

"Come on then," Harry finally sighed as he stood up. There was just too much to be done, and they already had so much to work on; not including their homework. He nudged Ron in the side, before the boy stood up. Hermione placed her hands on her hips and sighed. "We've got class in twenty, we'd better get going. Gin?"

At the sound of Hermione's voice, Ginny looked up and shook her head. "It's fine. I've got a paper to work on in the common room, if James or Sirius aren't in their. The more often they're in there, the less I get done," she said. Ron muttered something to the effect of 'A spell, a bloody spell'. Everyone rolled their eyes, save for Luna who was trying to cross her eyes. Eventually, Harry, Ron and Hermione left the room. Harry was the last to leave, glancing back behind him at Ginny and Luna before closing the door. Ginny slumped back in her seat for a moment before Luna got up and spun around in a circle.

Once Luna had stopped spinning she tugged at a strand of her hair before looking at Ginny. She beamed brightly as she begun to rock back and forth on her heels. "A heart is not a play thing. A heart is not a toy, but if you want yours broken; give it to a boy," she said airily as she continued to rock, a small smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "Can't take something from nothing, and not expect to have an empty space in return."

"Luna," Ginny said as she stood up, eyeing the blonde girl. "I didn't understand a word you just said."

"As you shouldn't!"