"Isabella?" It was nighttime, and the Ravenclaw fourth year girls' dormitory had been quiet. Isabella was just falling asleep when the voice whispered.
"Yes?"
"Are you awake?" Isabella sighed and rolled to her side. Luna looked back at her, her silvery-blue eyes gleaming softly in the moonlight.
"What is it Luna?"
"That was very kind of you."
"Huh?" Isabella was not a night owl. Her cousin, Alessandro, claimed that Isabella was neither a night owl or a morning person. In truth, Isabella was infamous for always being sleepy.
"Earlier today. You didn't have to stand up for me. That was like being... a friend."
"Luna, I am your friend." It was an awkward conversation, but they had been having it since first year. Portia, Isabella's pet kneazle, jumped onto her bed. The cat-like creature's red coat shone softly, its black leopard spots pricked out with moonlight. Portia snuggled up on Isabella's pillow and began to purr.
"Bella?" Isabella stifled a groan and roused herself.
"Yes, Luna?" she tried not to snap. Ale claimed that she could bite more viciously than a basilisk if you wouldn't let her sleep.
"Would you like to come to the Hog's Head next weekend?"
The Hog's Head? "Luna, wouldn't you rather go to the Three Broomsticks?"
"My friend Ginny, you know her, she's in Gryffindor and she's very sweet..."
"Luna, I hate to be rude, but please. We've got Potions tomorrow and you know I can't concentrate when I'm tired."
"Oh, right. Well, Ginny's friend Harry, Harry Potter, he's going to be meeting with a few students. For a Defense Against the Dark Arts study group, I think."
"A study group?" Isabella sank back on her pillows. "Well, I guess that's all right." Anything to get some sleep.
"Bella?"
"Yes?" she sighed heavily.
"Goodnight."
"Night, Luna."