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"I'm telling you, Xeno!" Pandora said loudly. "Primary school will be a great opportunity for Luna to meet other children her age!"

"And I'm telling you, Dora, that I do not wish to see my daughter suffer the way I suffered during my childhood days!" Xenophilius shot back. "She will most likely be bullied and ridiculed plenty when she goes to Hogwarts, but I would prefer that she not go through that any longer than she has to; she will be much better off if we continue to homeschool her as we have been doing."

"Just because you had a terrible experience in Muggle primary school doesn't mean Luna will! Besides, this is the same school Cedric goes to, so at least she'll have someone to protect her."

"And how do you know he won't turn on her as well?" asked Xeno.

"I don't, but I prefer to have faith in these things instead of assuming the worst as you do. Luna is a bright young girl, but I also want to help her enhance her social skills before she goes off to Hogwarts."

"Oh, are you saying the Weasley children and Cedric aren't good enough? If anything, Muggle children are even more narrow-minded than wizard children!"

"Xeno," Pandora replied, "I'm sure Luna will find at least one who will like and accept her as she is. Besides, she should learn how to interact with Muggles if ever she decides to live and work amongst them when she grows up."

"There is no way our daughter will ever fit in with Muggles," said Xeno angrily. "In case you have forgotten, we are different from the average wizarding family. So what makes you think Muggles will ever be accepting of Luna's uniqueness?"

"Because I have faith, Xeno. If you can believe in Crumple-Horned Snorkacks and Nargles, I don't see why you can't - " Pandora stopped talking abruptly as the sound of crying from above reached her ears. She dashed upstairs to find Luna sitting on her bed with her arms around her legs, Newt rubbing his body against her in an attempt to comfort her.

"What's wrong, sweetie?" Pandora asked with worry.

The almost-five-year-old girl looked up at her mother, tears streaming from her protuberant, silvery eyes. "Y-you and Daddy were f-fighting," she sobbed. "I d-don't like it when you fight."

Pandora put an arm around her daughter's shoulder. "I'm sorry it upset you," she said. "But you know, everyone gets into an argument sometimes. Daddy and I love each other a lot."

"B-but if you and D-Daddy love each other," Luna said with a sniffle, "then w-why do you argue?"

"Because he and I don't always think the same way," her mother answered. "I don't like some of the things he does, and he doesn't like some of the things I do. You don't always agree with Cedric or Ginny about everything, do you?"

"No." (sniffle)

"That's right, and it's the same for your daddy and me. But there are plenty of things we do like about each other, and sometimes we have to compromise."

"What's 'compromise'?" asked Luna.

"It's a fancy word for 'give and take.' It means we both come to a decision where we both get what we want to some degree."

"How does that work?"

"Let me give you an example," Pandora told her. "Let's say you want to look for Cloud Fairies with Cedric, but Cedric wants to do some practice flying on his broomstick. So what the two of you end up doing is flying on brooms while looking for Cloud Fairies. You compromise."

"Oh," the little girl said, nodding to show she understood.

"Also, if I do something wrong, I'll apologize and try not to make that mistake again, and your father will do the same if he does something wrong. No matter what happens, we try not to stay angry for too long; we forgive each other. So you can be sure that if ew fight, we will make up." She gave Luna a big hug and wiped away her tears.

"Thank you, Mummy," Luna said. "I feel a bit better now."

"I'm glad. Now why don't we head down to the kitchen for some pumpkin juice?"

"Okay!" said Luna as the two of them made their way downstairs.

Hmmmm, thought Pandora as she and Luna were drinking their juice. There might be a way to come to an agreement with Xeno after all.

After Pandora had put Luna to bed that night, she went to her own bedroom to wait for Xenophilius.

"Xeno, can we talk?" she asked the minute her husband entered the room. He nodded. "Listen, I don't want to fight anymore. And I've come to a decision. If you think it would be better to homeschool Luna, then that's what we'll do."

"Thank you," Xeno replied. "And as for the matter of her interacting with Muggle children, perhaps she can play with some of Cedric's schoolmates on occasion."

"Good idea."

"You're right, you know," said Xeno with a smile. "It's better to have faith than to assume the worst. My school days were so thoroughly miserable; I was afraid it might be the same for Luna. I know she'll be going to Hogwarts someday, and even though her chances of fitting in are quite slim, she will continue to be proud of who she is. We will make sure of that."

"Indeed we will," agreed Pandora. "Goodnight, Xeno."

"Goodnight, Dora."

A/N: Obviously Xenophilius' concerns about Luna's future weren't completely unfounded. Her fellow Ravenclaws did make a habit out of stealing her things and she did have to put up with a considerable amount of bullying from most of the other Hogwarts students. But even though Pandora never lived to see it happen, she was right to believe Luna would eventually find people who accepted her as she was.