Draco threw the old tablecloth back over the Vanishing Cabinet as Loony Lovegood walked across the room toward him.
"What are you doing here?" he snapped.
"I came for our date." she smiled sweetly.
"Are you mad?" he snorted.
"I don't believe so." she shrugged. "But many people have said that I am."
"I didn't ask you on a date." he replied bluntly.
"You told me that you would see me later." she continued to smile blandly.
"That is a general expression. I meant, as in, we would be walking around school and see one another." he shook his head.
"But then there would be so many other people around." she tilted her head. "This is much better. Just the two of us. And whatever is lurking in this room, of course."
He looked around nervously. "What's lurking in this room?"
She looked around curiously. "All sorts of things. There are nargles and wrackspurts and pixies for certain. Maybe a few other things. Nifflers, I'm sure. They like cluttered places where they can find shiny objects and make nests without being disturbed. I thought I even heard a small bird chirping in here the other day."
His face hardened again. "Would you just leave?"
"Now that wouldn't be any good at all. Why, our date has just begun." She moved closer.
"This is not a date, Loony!" he spat, backing up until he hit the cloaked Vanishing Cabinet.
"Of course it is." she stepped closer, so that she had to slightly tip her head back to look at him.
"If it were a real date, we would be having food and conversation." he insisted.
"We are having a conversation." she reached into her bag. "And I brought snacks. A couple bottles of pumpkin juice, a couple apples, and a piece of cake big enough to share." She pulled the items out and set them on a wobbly old sideboard as she spoke.
He frowned at the food, as if trying to remember what he had been saying. "Dates involve romance. And there is nothing romantic going on here." he answered imperiously.
Luna reached up, grasped the front of his robes with both hands, and pulled him down until his lips met hers.