Turn a page, turn a leaf,
Let the world anew surprise you.
Find a tale, trace a legend,
Let the world unwind around you.
Be my guest, find a quest,
Let the winds unfurl atop you.
Draco had found Luna, days later, but he was still as excited as a schoolboy with a new krup. His enthusiasm was so infectious, that Luna was busy working through Arithmancy algorithms while he was showing her a dramatic reenactment of what had happened last week. At nearly the end, Draco paused, and said, "You aren't really listening, are you?"
"Not completely, no," Luna admitted affably, "You really just want a sounding board, and I can do that while doing several other things."
Draco felt the annoyance drain out of himself.
"Besides, you really did solve the problem. You deserve to celebrate." Luna whistled, and her sylphs rushed in, tossling and tousling Draco's hair as they celebrated with both of them.
At the end, Luna and Draco shared a soft smile - the sort that nobody ever saw on Malfoy's face.
[a/n: Luna everyone. You've all had that friend, way too excited about something.]