The Great Hall was filled with laughter and giddiness for the upcoming Hogesmead trip, things that would usually annoy Draco, instead went unnoticed. His eyes flitted for the strange girl, only stopping to stare at a blonds head before quickly moving on. Crabb and Goyle were seated on either side of him, stuffing their heads with pudding. Literally putting there head into the bowl as if the spoon couldn't meet at their mouths so they had to come to it. He looked at them momentarily in disdain. Why was he friends with them? Because they're the only ones stupid enough to hang out with you, the little voice in his head responded snidely. Who else put idiots would associate with the likes of you. Even Potter has more friends.
Shut up in thought inwardly. But he knew it was true. Harry could go to total strangers and they would act as his family and die for him in mere seconds. This irritated Draco greatly, knowing his father would probably throw him under the bus, then ever thinking to push him out of the way. Shaking his head, he went back to his search for the misty eyed stranger. He began to panic when already more then half way through and she still hadn't appeared. Where was she? He wasn't going insane was he? Had he made her up. The likeliness that a girl that strange existed was far more unbelievable then him dreaming her up. He was right about to give up when he heard the familiar humming from right behind. Not even composing himself, he jumped to face her.
Her hair was in a messy braid and the elegance that usually came with it was not present. Instead it gave her a wild I am Jane from Tarzan and just got out of bed look. But like the animated Jane had been, she was still pretty without the glamor. She was wearing the school uniform but with a taste of her own accessories with it. A butter bear bottle necklace hung loosely around her neck and the radish earrings dangled proudly and stood out quite noticeably, Gryffindor could probably see it from here, and they were on the other side of the hall. And just like before, her eyes were untrained, but this time he was prepared. He met her eyes.
And just like that, he could see. Her eyes were still dreamy, but he could tell she was surprised. Not only that put he could see her face softening and turn into a gentle smile. This was the most emotion he had ever seen her with. And all this could be seen by looking in here eyes. But Draco knew that not many people knew her emotions, not many of them got over the uncomfortable stare, or strange nature to. And he felt himself puff up a bit by this accomplishment. He almost smiled.
"Oh i do love pudding," She said after the initial shock, staring fixated at Goyle his nose and face were slightly spattered with the dessert.
"The recipe came from the Soniacs you know. Quite talented in the arts of cooking for only having one arm, but they have good grips with their tails so that helps too." He nodded vaguely. She turned to leave, but he graped her arm, he wanted, no needed, to know this girls name.
"You're acting quite unrashingly. I noticed the nargles have been buzzing around you a lot lately. That's how i kept finding you, you know." Her voice hadn't changed levels at all, she acted like there was no boy she didn't know who was gripping her arm without her consent. Flushed, he moved his arm down so instead he held her hand loosesly.
"Who are you," he asked quietly, his curiousilty was not well hidden.
"I'm Luna." She said matter of factly. "And your Draco. Sixth year, Slytherin, godson of Severus Snape, secret respect for Albus Dumbledore, and a big fan of Weasley Wizardly Weezes, but your uncertain, scared, and a bit lost. But that's probably because of the nargles; but I'll help you." She patted the back of his hand, and just like that skipped off. He was left standing their, breathless. But no one noticed. Everyone was acting normal, as if nothing had happened, as if Luna had not just opened a new path for Draco Malfoy.